Chapter 22: A Heartfelt Speech

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"Yes, I am indeed the heir of the Ludwig family. So when my parents knew I was a Squib," Benjamin shuddered when he noticed Filch hearing the word "Squib," "I'm sorry sir, I can't think of any other word to describe us." ”

I have to say that Benjamin's "we" is used extremely accurately, and the anger on Filch's original face has all disappeared, replaced by a kind of sympathy and empathy.

"It's alright, kid, I'm used to it. After all, it's been all over the years. Filch suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, and then buried his head a little, as if unwilling to let Benjamin see his gaffe. "I'm sorry I'm a little emotionally agitated, you go on. ”

Mrs. Loris rubbed her head against Filch's back.

"I understand you, sir. It was like the sky was falling. You should understand that the future heir of the Ludwig family, one of the oldest magical families in Germany, turned out to be a squib! You should be able to imagine the cold eyes and humiliation I endured since I was a child. When Benjamin said this, he deliberately recalled the memory of the original owner, and it also made him more moving and emotional.

Sure enough, Filch stood up and patted Benjamin on the back. He said earnestly, "I did hear rumors about you. Of course, after seeing your first year at Hogwarts, I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect you to endure so much criticism. ”

Benjamin immediately sighed, thinking that if he couldn't make it through the wizarding world, he might consider becoming an actor in the Muggle world.

"Yes, I was very uncomfortable at that time, and then I tried a lot of methods, such as going to an Egyptian shaman and drinking the potion he gave me, but it didn't work. ”

Filch interrupted Benjamin, "I was going to do this, but I've actually already saved up the money to go to Egypt. ”

Benjamin immediately shook his head, and continued, "It's useless, that's just a lie!" Benjamin looked disappointed when he saw Filch. "Later, I was ready to take this training course in quick magic. ”

"Does it work, is it through it that you have mastered the magic?" said Filch excitedly.

"It doesn't work, sir. I later met a wandering wizard who didn't tell him his name. By this time Filch had shrunk his head in despair, like an ostrich.

"Well, sure enough, it's useless, I thought, I thought...... But that wizard, is he really that powerful?" Filch muttered.

"Yes, he's really good. He's arguably the most mysterious wizard I've ever met. He gave me a potion to give me a new lease of life!" Benjamin gave a make-up answer, of course, he hadn't thought of researching it. However, Benjamin knew that this potion could be an opportunity to change the wizarding world.

It's not that time yet.

"Do you still have the potion?" Filch asked nervously, how he wanted to get an affirmative answer from Benjamin's mouth.

"I didn't have it, so the wizard gave me a bottle, and he left. I haven't even told my parents about it. And I can't find the wizard anymore, I'm sorry, sir. ”

After Benjamin finished speaking, he showed a look of regret.

Filch sighed, and then said slowly, "It's okay, I didn't have much hope, I just didn't want to give it a try! ”

When Filch had finished speaking, he tore up the piece of parchment on which he had written Benjamin's punishment arrangement.

"Actually, you didn't stomp the hallway dirty, Benjamin. ”

Filch let Benjamin go straight away.

It was still raining outside the window, and Benjamin returned to the Slytherin lounge.

The fireplace is already crackling, and the bright flames look warm.

Draco was sitting on a couch with a circle of people next to him.

Benjamin was used to such scenes, and Draco always liked to be at the center of discussion. Benjamin casually found a place and sat down.

At this time, Pansy spotted Benjamin and walked over with a smile.

"Hey, Benjamin, where did you just go, it's raining so hard outside, we haven't seen you since we had a good meal!"

Benjamin smiled, not going to tell him what happened to Ginny. "It's nothing, I just, I just ran into the ghost of Gryffindor. ”

"Ghost?" Pansy repeated, then said in a shrill voice, "You mean, almost headless Nicol? Oh my God, I think he's the most disgusting ghost in our school!"

Benjamin said to Pansy, "If Nicol hears you describe it like that, he's going to be thrilled! Believe me, Pansy, he likes to be horrible!"

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Pansy shuddered, then began to bury her head in her beauty magazine.

Benjamin thought for a moment and said to Pansy, "If you girls could get a potion to make you more beautiful, which one would you want?"

Pansy knew that Benjamin was developing her own potions (both Draco and Professor Snape had mentioned them), and she immediately closed the magazine with delight, and asked, "Is it really possible? If there is a permanent youth, it is not, is there a permanent freckle removal, or to make my hair softer? In fact, how I wish I could not see the freckles on Weasley's face!"

Benjamin smiled, indeed, for a lot of children in this country, they are particularly prone to freckles.

If there is a potion that can perfectly remove freckles and has no sequelae, it should be very popular.

"It's a good idea and I'll think about it when I'm done with everything I'm doing. Benjamin assured solemnly.

When Pansy heard this, she was immediately overjoyed. "That's great, Benjamin, and I'll be sure to buy a box for the Weasleys and the poor Gryffindors when the time comes!"