Squibs are people who come from a wizarding family but can't learn magic.

Argus Filch was one of them, which contributed to his poor personality and hatred of young wizards.

He has a bad temper and is a nuisance, and his greatest hobby is to oppose the students at Hogwarts.

With what he has done, he has personally proved that poor people must have something to hate, and there is some truth in this sentence.

Now, Filch has been poked by the mage to the greatest pain in his heart, which makes him very embarrassed.

Although everyone knew about it, no one dared to humiliate him so much in front of him, not even Dumbledore.

It's not that people are afraid of him, but out of the least respect for a poor person.

How could a high wizard be afraid of a squib?

Therefore, in the face of the real wizard, Filch could only abandon his dignity, lowered his head and said silently: "Yes, you are right. ”

Ignoring his declining mood, the mage said to himself, "I've been teaching those kids something new lately, I guess you should know it. ”

Filch stood by like a student making a mistake, nodding slightly.

Recently, there has been a lot of talk about arcane magic in Hogwarts, how could he not know.

Seeing that he had heard about it, the mage continued, "I need you to cooperate with me in a little experiment on new magic." ”

"If successful, you may be able to master the ability to cast spells, and there is no danger to your life."

Filch, who was immersed in sadness, didn't react at first, but when he did, his eyes were instantly maximized, but his pupils were narrowed to the minimum.

In a slightly trembling voice, he said, "You... What you said... Is it true? ”

The mage didn't give him a clear answer, but said lightly, "How can you know if you don't try?" ”

"Okay, I promise." The janitor couldn't control his emotions a little now, and asked very eagerly, "Then when are we going to start?" ”

"Don't worry, Argus." The mage touched the hard Lady Loris, "Tomorrow when the students' classes are over, you come here to find me." ”

"Okay, I remember." Filch replied in quick succession, and then prepared to leave.

As a result, he stopped after walking a few steps, then retreated, rubbed his hands, and said a little embarrassed: "That... My cat..."

Lu Wu picked up the somewhat changed cat and handed it to him: "It's fine, it probably won't take long to wake up." ”

When Filch took Lady Loris in his arms and felt it regain its soft body, he still couldn't believe that it had been cured.

"This—" he blinked desperately, looking at the cat, then at the mage, "It's a miracle!" ”

Then he held the cat and kept bowing: "Thank you, thank you very much for your help." ”

Lu Wu waved his hand and said casually: "If it's okay, you can leave first, just remember not to be late tomorrow." ”

After speaking, he picked up a book in his hand and flipped through it.

"Yes, I remember." Filch, who was moved, kept thanking him while going out backwards.

After going out, I didn't forget to close the office door for him.

The time soon came to the next day, and Lu Wu, who was preparing for the next class, received a notice.

Head Dumbledore invited him to a Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

To be honest, the mage has no interest in this kind of children's play, so it is better to read more books.

For example, he is now studying the principles of the three unforgivable spells.

But in the end, he couldn't resist the warm invitation of the White Wizard, so he had to come to the stadium to watch the game with most of the Hogwarts staff.

Because Quidditch had to ride a broomstick and play in mid-air, the spectator seats were built very high, like a wall, around the court, and were filled with young wizards.

At intervals between the city walls, there will be a high platform tens of meters high, and Lu Wu, Dumbledore, and the professors are sitting on one of the high platforms.

This kind of childish exercise seems to be very capable of driving everyone's emotions, and even the professors, who are usually teachers, seem to be extremely excited.

And Lu Wu also felt very happy.

He found that today was not in vain, and in the huge Quidditch pitch, he sensed the fluctuations of the world's runes.

However, Lu Wu did not inform the white wizard beside him of this news, because the rune has not appeared yet, so he can wait a little longer.

With the referee's order, the game officially began.

In the audience, the mood of the spectators grew heightened, waving the flags of their teams and cheering loudly, seemingly as crazy as some of the major sports in the Muggle world.

The match began with a Slytherin player serving the ball, and then both teams went to great lengths to fight for the Bludger.

All kinds of thrilling flight actions emerge one after another, which makes the surrounding audience addicted.

Then, the Slytherin players in green uniforms, with their skillful cooperation, were the first to grab the Bludger flying around and throw it into the goal.

"Congratulations to Slytherin for scoring the first goal!"

The loud voice of the little wizard made the audience's emotions reach a climax.

But soon, the Gryffindor team, wearing red jerseys, were not to be outdone and scored a goal to re-equalize.

In the next few games, the two teams won and lost each other, but overall it was Slytherin who had the upper hand.

In the noisy audience, the mage, who had always remained calm, seemed so out of place, which led Dumbledore to ask several times if he was not feeling well.

After receiving a negative answer, I refocused on the intense game.

"Slytherin scored another goal! Now they lead Gryffindor 90-30. ”

Not far in front of the two, a dark-skinned little wizard dutifully explained the game, and his every word was met with enthusiastic responses from the audience.

Among them, even Lucius Malfoy, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help but smile when he saw his son's team take the lead.

But the subtle expression quickly retracted and changed back to its previous seriousness.

He didn't actually come to watch the game today, but to look for trouble.

At some point, his son Draco Malfoy was inexplicably given the title of a lamb, much to Lucius's anger.

This is an insult to the Malfoy family, and indeed to all pure-blood wizards.

He absolutely did not allow his son to have such a weak title.

But what angered him the most was that Draco had never told him about it, and if he hadn't been reminded by another Slytherin parent at a party, he might never have known.

So, after learning the specific situation, Lucius decided to let the new old guy named Ruiz get the lesson he deserved!