Chapter 63: Off, you can close it
Filch held a lamp in front of the three people at the end of the corridor, and said in a gloomy tone:
"Mr. Black, and you, I hope you can explain why you're here!"
"I ......"
Harley nervously tried to explain, but Ash spoke one step faster than her:
"Mr. Filch, tonight is astronomy class, and they only came here because they accidentally got lost."
"Astronomy lesson?"
Filch held the lamp and shook it over Kassandra and Harry's faces, and his tone was still grim:
"Slytherin and Hufflepuff do have astronomy lessons, but I think you're supposed to be a Ravenclaw student, right? Mr. Black. ”
Filch's eyes wandered over the three of them, Kassandra and Harley did have good reasons, and even he couldn't punish them. As for trespassing on the forbidden area on the fourth floor, this is not his responsibility.
But Ash ......
Filch frowned, and he was a little hesitant about what to do.
He had the heart to let Ash go, and it wasn't the first time anyway.
But the question is, there are two Slytherin students here besides them, and if he doesn't punish him, what will the other students think of him?
Kassandra's expression moved slightly, and she hurriedly tried to defend Ash:
"Actually, Ash ...... him"
Ash reached out to gag the girl's mouth, looked at Filch, the administrator, and said frankly:
"Yes, I snuck out, there's nothing to excuse it."
Filch was a little surprised that he admitted so simply, and asked in a cold voice:
"Do you know the consequences?"
Ash nodded calmly, "Of course, I will be confined. ”
"Yes, you'll be locked up."
Seeing that Ash offered to be confined, Filch sneered and stopped being entangled, turned his head to look at Kassandra and the two, and said coldly:
"As for you, even if you have to go home late because of astronomy class, you'd better get back to the break room for me. If I catch you again, I'll lock you up too!" ”
"But, it was Ash who saved ......"
Ash grabbed Harley, who wanted to defend him, and said softly:
"You guys go back to the break room first, staying here will only make things worse. Don't worry, I'll be fine. ”
"Okay." Kassandra took a deep breath as she took Hallie's hand and passed past Filch. It's just that before leaving, she glared at this terrifying-looking administrator viciously, and she swore that she would never forget this day!
Seeing the two disappear at the end of the corridor, Filch's expression softened a lot, and he asked lightly:
"So, Mr. Black, in what way do you want to be confined?"
The English word for confinement, 'Detention', actually has two meanings.
The first is detention, imprisonment, seizure, detention, usually in a small, dark cell.
The second is to stay in school after school, stay in school after school, and stay in class.
Hogwarts as a school, of course, has a second meaning.
The punishment of 'confinement' can be roughly divided into three types:
First, help Filch with his work.
Second, help other professors.
Third, manual labor, such as cleaning toilets and scrubbing night pots—the kind that can't be done with magic all the time.
Ash thought for a moment and replied:
"As long as it's not wiping the pot at night and cleaning the toilet, it's fine."
"Huh."
Filch sneered and said:
"Then go and wipe the silverware in the prize showroom."
Ash asked:
"Can you use magic?"
Filch frowned, glanced left and right, and said in a low tone:
"Then you'd better pray that no one will find out!"
"Okay." Ash smiled and nodded.
As an administrator, Filch can't tolerate student cheating, but he can acquiesce.
In other words, as long as you don't get seen.
So when Ash goes out late at night, as long as no one else finds out, Filch will pretend not to see him and not punish him in any way.
The prize showroom is on the fourth floor, so you don't have to make a long detour.
Filch led the way to the showroom and stopped in the hallway, letting Ash enter alone.
“Scourgify!”
Ash waved his wand and applied a clean sweep to the entire prize showroom, though it didn't appear to have changed on the surface.
Not because the magic didn't work, but because it wasn't really necessary. After all, the house-elves clean up the castle every day, and they hardly miss a single corner. So the purpose of punishment is more of a formality than something that really needs to be done by the student.
When Ash left the prize showroom, Filch was waiting at the door.
His gaze swept over Ash's wand with an imperceptible hint of envy in his eyes.
Filch withdrew his gaze and said in a warning tone:
"You can go, go back to the Ravenclaw break room."
Judging by his appearance, he should have sent Ash all the way back to the Ravenclaw common room, which was also to prevent him from slipping away halfway.
However, Ai Xu didn't want to go back now, otherwise why would he come out?
Ash thought for a moment and said:
"But I feel that if that's all it takes, it doesn't seem to have a punitive effect."
"Huh?" Filch's expression was a little surprised, what does it mean that it failed to play a role in punishment?
He has been at Hogwarts for more than twenty years, and he has seen all kinds of students, but it is the first time he has seen a student who has taken the initiative to ask for punishment!
Filch couldn't see through Ash's thoughts, frowned and asked:
"And what do you want?"
Ash thought for a moment and asked:
"Mr. Filch, is there anything else you could help me with?"
Filch was silent for two seconds, and then said slowly:
"Then you can help me clean up the office again."
He had planned to stop there, but Ash offered to ask, and he had no reason to refuse.
It wasn't forced by him anyway.
He led Ash to the foyer on the first floor, into the administrator's office next to the foyer.
The room was cramped, windowless, and only faintly lit by oil lamps hanging from the ceiling.
This makes the office not only look dark and dirty, but also a faint smell of fried fish in the air. It was probably Filch's dinner, but it hadn't been dispersed until now because the room was completely unventilated.
The walls around the room are lined with wooden filing cabinets containing detailed information about each student who has been punished at Hogwarts.
Ash waved his wand:
“Scourgify!”
The wand emitted a faint glow, the smell in the air was dispelled, the stubborn dirt on the floor was cleaned, and the old, dirty gray carpet was given a new lease of life, revealing its original clean golden blue undertone.
"Magic ......"
Filch watched all this, and his heart became more and more envious, and there was a trace of imperceptible jealousy.
He was about to speak when he saw Ash wave his wand again, this time aiming at the quill in the pen holder on his desk.
Swish!
The quill suddenly flew out of the pen holder and floated in the air!