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In the dark, cramped room, Mr. Filch, the administrator, paced restlessly.

"Are you going? Or continue the work at Hogwarts? ”

His gaze involuntarily moved to the Daily Prophet on the table, and the words on that newspaper gave him great temptation.

"There are no squibs in the world! Everyone can refine their magic, but the difficulty level is different! ”

"Hogwarts Cornwartshire is scheduled to open after March, and the branch will lower the barrier to entry to accept children who would not otherwise receive Hogwarts invitations, and is committed to providing them with knowledge of alchemy, potions, and herbology, and training them into specialized technical personnel."

"At the same time, we also welcome adults over the age of school to sign up, please believe in yourself, if you are systematically trained, even the dullest qualifications can control magic."

Mr. Filch's eyes flashed with fire, and his lips trembled, "I'm too old to be too late." ”

"I'm so stupid, haven't I already bought a lot of books in private, and I still can't use magic?"

Trembling all over, Filch suddenly screamed, and he haphazardly stuffed the Daily Prophet close to his body, then fell down on the table, tremblingly picked up the quill, and wrote a crooked letter of resignation.

……

Knock knock, knock knock.

Mr. Filch knocked twice on the door of Headmaster Dumbledore's office.

"Please come in." The door opened automatically.

Filch said to himself, "Well, there's no turning back now." ”

With a twist on his heart, he took a step and walked in.

"Oh? Is it Mr. Filch? What's going on with the Gryffindors? ”

Dumbledore wasn't surprised to see Mr. Filch, who was a regular visitor to his office, and used to come to him whenever the Gryffindors made a mess of the hallways.

Mr. Filch shook his head: "No, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Tor Mingyuan's blessing, even Gryffindor has no time to misbehave, and the cleaning of the castle has been much better recently than before." ”

Dumbledore nodded, and he was a little surprised.

Mr. Filch took a deep breath, he felt a little embarrassed, but he still took out the written resignation letter and handed it to Dumbledore: "Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, I have come to resign to you this time, I don't think I can continue the management of the castle at Hogwarts." ”

Dumbledore's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "What?!" Mr. Filch, has there been anything that has made you angry? If so, then I beg you, and I will give you a proper explanation, and please think about it. ”

Mr. Filch shook his head vigorously, and he thought it would be better to say it all at once.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm a Squib!"

Dumbledore fell silent and looked at Filch with an inquiring gaze, as if asking why he was saying the word.

Mr. Filch felt much better, and he spoke again: "Ah, yes, of course you do. So I'm grateful to you, Professor Dumbledore. ”

"You gave me the opportunity to stay at Hogwarts, and for that alone, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

He took the crumpled newspaper from his pocket and placed it on Headmaster Dumbledore's desk.

It was a long time before he squeezed a sentence out of his mouth: "I want to try, Headmaster Dumbledore." ”

"Ah...... That's ......" Dumbledore's gaze took on a sudden look, he was the greatest white wizard of modern times, but that didn't mean he couldn't understand Mr. Filch's long-standing pain. Frankly, for the Hogwarts administrator, who was already in his fifties, Dumbledore felt a sense of respect for the first time.

"I understand you, Mr. Filch."

Dumbledore accepted Mr. Filch's letter of resignation, then took a money bag from a drawer and handed it to Mr. Filch.

"This is the salary you deserve this month, please take it."

Mr. Filch bowed shyly to Dumbledore in apology.

Dumbledore shook his head, laboriously pulling out a somewhat worn money bag from his body and handing it to Filch, "As for this, this is a little bit of my heart. I beg your pardon, I'm a big old man, and as soon as my salary is paid, I order the latest sweets and honey teas, and I don't have any savings until now. ”

Filch's eyes widened and he pushed the money bag back again: "No, Headmaster Dumbledore, it's unnecessary!" ”

He waved his hand and explained, "I have saved all these years of savings, enough for me to use for a long time!" ”

Dumbledore forcefully placed the money bag in Filch's hand, and he said, "No, it's just a little bit of my heart, Mr. Filch. There aren't a lot of things in there, so please don't say no. ”

"You've worked hard at Hogwarts Castle for so many years, and as Headmaster, I have to leave you something."

"Cornwallton County teaches alchemy and potions, which require a lot of practice and are quite expensive. By the way, let me find out, I have something else that can help you! ”

Dumbledore pulled out the messy drawer and rummaged through it.

"Hah! That's it! ”

Excitedly, he pulled out a tattered, yellowed notebook and handed it to Mr. Filch.

"This is something I left over from when I was doing research before, and I didn't have any valuable information, but I took a lot of notes and wrote down my ideas on how to analyze some problems. I think this notebook will help you, Merlin is on it, and I'm glad I keep it. ”

Mr. Filch's eyes reddened slightly, and he nodded respectfully to Headmaster Dumbledore: "Headmaster Dumbledore...... Thank you for your kindness! “

Dumbledore shook his head happily, he patted Mr. Filch on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Filch, those who take risks for their dreams deserve the respect of all, and I wish you the best of luck." “

After saying that, he blinked: "In fact, I may go back and forth between the two campuses in the future, that is, we still have many opportunities to meet." “

Mr. Filch smiled rarely, "That's comforting, Headmaster Dumbledore, you're my most respected wizard." “

He waved his hand and said goodbye to Dumbledore, feeling relieved.

"Now, then, it's time to say thank you."

……

Knock, knock, Mr. Filch stopped in front of Mingyuan's office, and he knocked on the door of Mingyuan's office.

"Huh? Who is it? Please come in! “

The door creaked open, and Filch stepped inside.

"Huh? Is it Mr. Filch? What is the reason for coming to me? ”

Ming Yuan made a puzzled sound, he was sweating against a large box that was stuffed to the brim, and there were many objects scattered on the ground, and the whole office looked chaotic.

Filch also had doubts in his eyes, and then he became abrupt.

"By the way, the Cornwallon County branch was opened with the support of Professor Mingyuan, and of course he would have moved his office there. If you get there, you'll be the headmaster. ”

He said, "Congratulations, Professor Mingyuan, you're about to be promoted." ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in Ming Yuan's eyes, and then it turned into a sudden, he smiled and waved his hand: "Where and where, I don't know what the road ahead is, but I borrowed your auspicious words." “

Filch bowed deeply to Ming Yuan, and then said, "Actually, Professor Ming Yuan, I'm here to thank you. “

He raised the Daily Prophet in his hand and bowed to Ming Yuan again: "Thank you for giving someone like me a chance. I've resigned from Hogwarts and I'm ready to pack my things and head to Cornwardonshire. “

Ming Yuan's eyes showed a look of understanding, and he applauded lightly: "In this way, that's really congratulations, Mr. Filch." Frankly, your courage is really admirable. ”

Filch was a little embarrassed on his face, and said curtly: "I don't know if I can do it yet, Professor Mingyuan, I have read a lot of books myself, but I can't use magic." Sometimes I can make a little movement, but most of the time I don't react. ”

Ming Yuan shook his head: "Please believe in yourself, Mr. Filch, everyone can use magic, but the difficulty is different. “

"After systematic and comprehensive training, everyone can refine the magic power, but the upper limit is different."

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "I also hope that you will be mentally prepared that your road will be difficult." You may not be able to do the same amount of magic as the gifted wizards, and it is very likely that you will spend a lot of money and end up at the level of a second-year Hogwarts student. “

Filch was also silent for a moment, but he still nodded: "I know all of this, Professor Mingyuan." I was just...... Love magic. ”

Ming Yuan smiled: "You don't have to be discouraged, to become an excellent wizard, you don't necessarily need to have extremely high magical attainments. ”

Ming Yuan blinked as Filch looked at him in astonishment: "Cornwallonshire focuses on cultivating magical techniques such as potions and alchemy, and compared to magic, they almost all rely on the accumulation of experience and knowledge. Even if you don't have the slightest bit of magic, after studying hard, you can use your knowledge to draw an ingenious alchemy array or research a potion recipe that has never been seen before. ”

"Avoiding the shortcomings of the less gifted and training them to become professional alchemists and potions masters, this is what Cornwallonshire aims to do, so you can rest assured that as long as you study hard, there are too many opportunities to become a respected master."

Filch's eyes lit up with excitement, no one had ever told him about this before, and he had always thought that a respected wizard would be able to use powerful spells. But Ming Yuan's words suddenly opened the door to a new world for him.

"That's right! That's right! Alchemy, alchemy, these can become masters! “

Ming Yuan smiled and waved his hand at the excited Filch.

"Goodbye, then, Mr. Filch."

Filch suppressed the excitement of finding a new world in his heart, and respectfully gave a farewell salute to Ming Yuan: "Goodbye, Professor Ming Yuan, I hope to see you again at Cornwallonshire." At that time, you must have been a principal. “

Ming Yuan smiled and did not speak.

……

Three days later, a wooden ship slowly sailed away from the British coast.

"Wow!"

A crisp phoenix chirped, and the phoenix Fawkes, with its magnificent wings, circled above the wooden boat, and the next moment, Dumbledore's figure appeared in the sky.

"Professor Mingyuan, are you leaving?!"

Ming Yuan waved his hand and raised the thick notebook in his hand.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, you've learned everything you've learned during your time at Hogwarts! I think it's time to go back! “

He looked at Qianji half-jokingly and said, "There, I still have a wedding to be held!" ”

Dumbledore was silent, and gave Ming Yuan the most respectful courtesy.

"I wish you a smooth journey, Professor Mingyuan, this world is destined to change for you."

"Your unfinished business, I will do my best to accomplish it, good luck."