24. I want your ~ faith!

"Take the liberty of cleaning, Mr. Filch. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm the one who said Lady Loris and Sheiling, the one who wants to find you. Li Kuan came out of the darkness and said to Filch with a smile.

Filch stretched his face, limped closer to Li Kuan, stared at his face with his eyes, and then squinted and said, "I know you, the genius wizard of Hogwarts, used to be a Squib like me. You're here to humiliate me? ”

At such a close distance, Li Kuan could see his sticky hair and the cobwebs tangled in his hair, especially the rancid smell on his body, which was simply disgusting.

"No, Mr. Filch." Li Kuan smiled and said, "I'm here to help you." ”

"Help me? Help me clean up, or clean up the trash left by students? Get out of here, for Lady Loris's sake, I haven't seen you. Filch waved his hand irritably and said, "Take your cat with you." ”

Li Kuan still smiled and said, "Five years ago, I was diagnosed as a Squib by Professor Albus Dumbledore. Five years later, I broke his diagnosis and shattered the fate of the Squib! Don't you, Mr. Filch, wonder how I did it? ”

Ferch's pace of walking immediately stopped, his pace increased, and he came to Li Kuan with the speed of a sprint and shouted, "Absolutely! Absolutely no one can break this iron law! Squibs are always Squibs! We can't be wizards! ”

His face was hideous and terrifying, but in his tone was humble and he couldn't believe hope, and under the mask of ferocity, was a painful and twisted soul.

Li Kuan's face turned cold and said indifferently, "Squib can become a wizard." ”

Li Kuan's indifferent tone was like a sharp battering cone hitting Ferch's heart, and Li Kuan could clearly see that his pupils contracted at this moment.

"I can vouch you, Mr. Filch, if you succeed, you'll be able to perform magic like a normal wizard." Li Kuan smiled, his words echoing in Filch's ears like the breath of the devil, Muggle poppies.

"I know what it's like to be a Squib, Mr. Filch. The contempt of pure-blood wizards and the pity of Muggle wizards, walking the streets are full of discriminatory glances from others. Living between the wizarding world and the Muggle world, he is considered a madman.

Don't we want to live together like ordinary wizards? No! No! We want to! It's just that we can't do it...... We were missing something......"

Filch's mouth squirmed and whispered, "...... Source of mana. ”

"Yes, the source of mana. Wonderful little thing, isn't it? It's its integrity that gives wizards the ability to perform magic. Mutilations, irregularities, and cracks can all contribute to the formation of squibs. ”

Ferch stared at Li Kuan, who was approaching, with big and small eyes, and asked, "So...... At what cost? Mr. Li Kuan. There is no such thing as a free lunch. ”

"Faith, shamans believe in truth. And I need your faith. ”

"Faith?" Filch sings in a deep aria, "Wizards seek the path of truth, magical beasts walk the path of blood, the gods return to the sky, and the world is left to mortals." ”

"What?" Li Kuan has never stopped singing such songs, never again.

With a blushing face, Filch stared at Li Kuan's ignorant actions, grabbed his arm, and walked towards the forbidden book section of Hogwarts.

"Meow~" Seeing that Li Kuan was caught, Elu Cat Xiling jumped up and was about to attack Ferch, but was intercepted by Mrs. Loris, who also jumped up.

"Meow~!" Lady Loris landed lightly on the ground, blocking the path of Sheiling the cat.

"Hmm~!" Eru the cat Hilling arched her back and prepared to attack.

"Meow~!"

"Meow~?"

"Meow~!"

“……”

The two little ones were discussing something in their own peculiar language, and Sheiling the cat relieved her attack and ran in the direction of Filch around Lady Loris.

The forbidden book area is tall and beautiful, and although not many people enter it, they seem to be well cared for. The light of the moon fell through the skylight and shone on the frame of a small door that had been soaked in water.

Ferch let go of Li Kuan, limped to the door, and opened it with a soft creak.

It was a not large room, only some daily necessities and a bed. In the corners, there are piles of cleaning tools and items that have apparently been confiscated.

Ferch walked straight to the pile of items, took out a piece of letter paper from it, stood there for a few moments, returned to Li Kuan, and said hurriedly, "I have nothing of value, Mr. Li Kuan." The faith you said was too illusory for me, this thing I took from my students, it was very useful, yes very useful! It can display the name of every creature in Hogwarts. If you can heal my source of mana, this map is yours. ”

Filch's hands trembled, as he said, he was a squib, nothing of value, he didn't have as much gold gallons as the nobles. All he had was this seemingly good map, and that's all he had.

Faith? It was the time when the gods rose up in ancient times, and since that one came to earth, faith was as low as toilet paper, how dare Filch believe that faith alone could allow Li Kuan to help him.

"Faith, Mr. Ferch. It's more important to me than a magic map. Li Kuan said with a smile. As long as you agree to this condition, I agree to reinstate your status as a wizard. ”

“……”

Half an hour later, Li Kuan walked out of Filch's hut with a pale face, and Elu the cat Xiling, who had already run quietly, jumped into Li Kuan's arms from the ground and meowed.

"Meow~?"

"It was a great success. Mr. Filch's mana source is a crack-type mana, which is very easy to repair, and it only takes three days to repair it all. The task is simple. Li Kuan explained with a smile. And tomorrow you will meet a different Mr. Filch. ”

A different Mr. Filch? The classic image of Filch came to Ellu's head, and he was more like the vampire of the castle than the stupid owner, with a dilapidated appearance...... Forgive its little head! It couldn't imagine how different he looked.

Well, that must be very, very scary! Eru the cat Chilling thought.

In the corridor on the fourth floor, a breeze blew, lifting Li Kuan's forehead and the corners of his clothes, suppressing the sparks of the oil lamp, adding a trace of ethereal breath to him out of thin air, like a fairy among the gods.