Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

He said to go back, but Jack swept away all the time turners first.

Then, based on the memories obtained, he followed the clues and captured all the people in the Department of Mysteries.

It's funny to say.

In the Ministry of Magic, those who study the secrets of time are called silent people.

It means to remain silent about what you are doing.

No one knows what they studied, what the progress was, and what results they achieved.

So, when Jack attacks them...

No one knows what happened.

Of course, this takes a lot of work.

Jack struggled for several days.

It was finally completed.

During this period, things were not peaceful at Hogwarts.

First, Harry broke his hand playing Quidditch.

Then new, petrified victims appeared.

The victim was Colin Creevey, a fan of Harry's.

I heard that he was attacked on the road because he wanted to visit the injured Harry.

Jack watched all this happen.

These were originally used to distract Dumbledore, and there was no way he could interfere.

The petrification incident had a great impact on the little wizard.

A lot of people are talking about this.

Even Snape was called over by Dumbledore and assigned the priority to find the missing Horcrux.

Snape originally wanted to use the time turner to go back to the past, but had to temporarily suspend it.

Snape and Jack took some time to discuss it.

It doesn't seem very good to use this thing in an increasingly high-pressure situation.

Besides, even the seemingly perfect cloning technology needs time to see if it really has no side effects at all.

After considering all aspects, we decided to postpone the time travel date.

"Let's wait until the Christmas holidays."

Taking advantage of the holidays, I had the opportunity to leave school and do things.

There is still one month left before the Christmas holiday.

One month, if you just go to class and get out of class, do experiments, and do research, it will pass easily.

As for the research topic…

Jack really does.

And, it has yielded results.

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Argus Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts, is a Squib.

Information about Filch flowed through Jack's mind.

It is obvious that there is very little information.

Although Filch often appears in the original novel, he often appears in the form of background panels.

For example...

Harry and Ron broke school curfew rules late at night and were worried about being discovered by Filch when they walked in the school.

Of course, even if he was discovered, Filch would hardly be caught on the spot.

It just adds an extra layer of excitement to their risky behavior.

The clown in the scare box.

Filch is such an existence.

As for what kind of person Filch is and what kind of past he has...

Who cares?

Even Dumbledore wouldn't pay attention to it.

After all, it's just a squib.

Isn't he just a Muggle who knows about the existence of magic and wizarding world?

what?

You said he has the blood of a wizard and has a chance of giving birth to a child who can use magic?Not a real muggle?

Then use magic to come out and take a look.

If you don't know how to use it, why bother?

Just give birth to a little wizard.

It's the same as saying Muggles can't give birth.

Don't even think about how the Muggle wizard who was despised as a mudblood came to be.

Obviously, Squib really has no status in the wizarding world.

The little wizard was afraid of Filch, not because of him as a person, but because of the rights he had - corporal punishment.

Jack straightened his clothes.

Lockhart, who maintains his self-awareness, is wearing a purple robe that represents mystery today.

Pretty cool.

After a little repair, he walked forward and greeted Filch, who was sitting in a chair with a look full of hatred.

"Our respected administrator, what are you doing here?"

Filch, who was originally staring intently at the little wizard taking flying lessons in the distance, frowned when he heard Lockhart's voice.

Looking back at Jack.

"What's the matter with you?" He snorted.

Filch didn't have a good feeling about Lockhart.

Isn't that right? He is obviously able to use magic and has become a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but he can't even handle a Cornish elf.

He's a guy who's wasting his talent.

This is what Filch said about Lockhart.

God is really unfair.

People like Lockhart can enjoy the benefits of magic.

And a good guy like him is a squib.

He couldn't even save his own cat.

It's so unfair!

Jack didn't even need to use Legilimency to sense Filch's thoughts.

Because Filch really made no secret of his anger and jealousy.

"I heard that you are a squib?" Jack said straight to the point, "Your parents are wizards, but you can't use magic, is that true?"

"Are you here to cause trouble?!" Filch's eyes widened, as if he wanted to spit fire.

"How could it be?" Jack smiled, appearing polite and polite, which was in sharp contrast to Filch, "I just felt a little pity after hearing the news."

"What a pity?" Filch's anger was forcibly interrupted.

Such a statement left him confused.

"There is nothing to be sorry for."

"Of course it's a pity that an outstanding person like you can't use magic." Jack said seriously.

"Excellent... me?" Filch was a little surprised.

"That's natural." Jack said sincerely, "Even though he doesn't know any magic, he still performs his duties conscientiously regardless of any danger. Of course he is an excellent person."

"Ahaha..." Filch scratched his head, "I'm actually not that good."

"No, no, no." Jack shook his head, "Who can patrol 24 hours a day and night? Monitor what's going on in the school? It's just you."

If you analyze it carefully, Filch is indeed quite outrageous.

During the day, I would stare at it, and at night, I would stare at it closely.

As long as the little wizards make a little noise.

He arrived immediately.

Of course, ironmen also need to rest.

Filch would take some time to rest while the little wizard was in class.

The rest of the time is basically dedicated to Hogwarts.

In a sense, he contributed more to Hogwarts than Dumbledore.

"Is...is that so?" Filch's eyes were bright.

His eyes clearly revealed a meaning.

If you can talk, talk more.

"But..."

Jack changed the subject.

"You work so hard, have you ever considered using magic to lighten your load?"

"What do you mean?" Filch held his breath.

The heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit.

"Do you want to use magic?"

Jack lowered his voice.

Very low very low.

But in Filch's ears, it was deafening.

"Do you want to become a real wizard?"