Argus Filch, Gatekeeper of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Unlike everyone else who lives at Hogwarts, he is a squib.

As a person who was born in a pure wizarding family and could not use magic, Squib had to endure much more than Mudbloods and Muggles.

This kind of growth experience made him develop a very strange character.

Others hate him, and he hates others.

In the wizarding world, Squibs are usually encouraged to integrate into the Muggle world. After all, they can still have a place in Muggle society and live a normal life.

But Argus Filch doesn't seem to be so lucky. He works in Hogwarts, a place full of wizards.

Underage wizards are more hateful than adult wizards. Their concepts of good and evil have not yet been matured, or they are not as hypocritical as adult wizards. Adult wizards will at least hide their thoughts.

Dumbledore was the best person he met, and he would not look down on him because he was a squib. But this matter was not that simple, because everything Dumbledore did had a purpose.

Even if it doesn’t happen at first, it will gradually happen later.

He looked down on those little wizards, but wanted to be them very much. This situation also led to his terrible personality and hatred towards the little wizards. The objects hanging from the ceiling of his office were all wiped by him.

He had to get bright chains and handcuffs so that once he got permission, he could use them to punish students who violated disciplines. This was his favorite thing to do.

Psychological distortion?

He doesn't deny it.

He doesn't like his name, Argus, which is as scary and annoying as its counterpart, the Hundred-Eyed One in Greek mythology.

No one likes him.

Until he met Jon Smith.

That little wizard was different from other students. There was no curiosity or inquiry in his eyes. It was as if he knew everything. Moreover, the most special thing was that he did not hate himself and was even willing to talk to himself.

Filch knew what he looked like, and his appearance was as twisted as his mentality. Every time he saw those students being frightened by him, he would be very happy.

Later, he learned Jon's identity.

Although he was a squib, as the executor of Dumbledore's shady affairs, Filch knew many things.

Jon Smith is a pure-blood wizard.

Jon Smith is a Hufflepuff.

Jon Smith is a descendant of the Hufflepuff family.

The increasingly shocking news was becoming more and more accepted by Filch, as was the gap between Jon and him.

The gap between a descendant of the greatest wizard family and a squib is so huge that it is almost despairing.

Filch would not despair.

That emotion had already been carved into his pie, eaten in his stomach, and then excreted. As early as when he was a child, he had already experienced the most desperate thing in the world.

As I said before, no one likes him.

The reason why he was willing to work at Hogwarts was not because of the good treatment here or how happy it was to work here, but just because Dumbledore said he needed him.

Although I know in my heart that this is most likely a lie.

However, a legendary wizard said he was needed.

For Filch, nothing is more important than this.

…

"What a pitiful and pathetic life."

Sitting on the chair and listening to Jon finish talking about Filch's past, Seshatri sighed with emotion.

She looked at Filch who was still lying on the lounge chair in the yard, resting his chin on his hand in boredom.

"How long will he continue like this?"

"have no idea."

Jon turned his head and looked at the time. Nearly twenty hours had passed since last night's soul activation, but Filch still showed no sign of waking up.

"Maybe it's because I'm still adapting, or maybe I don't want to wake up at all."

Seshatri nodded: "It's understandable. If my life is so painful, I don't want to wake up from my dream."

But she then added: "But if he doesn't show up in school, won't he be discovered?"

"No one would think this matter was strange, because no one paid attention to him at all. However, Peeves knew about this matter and came over to take a look in the morning. It is estimated that the students at Hogwarts will be very happy today.

, there is no Peeves causing trouble, and no Filch secretly watching, it should be very relaxed, right?"

"It makes sense, but have you ever thought about it, after becoming a wizard, would Filch be willing to continue to live this kind of ostracized life in Hogwarts?"

"He has no choice. I have said it before. Because of the Magic Network, he cannot leave Hogwarts. And as you know, the growth rate of the Magic Network is painfully slow. It is estimated that in some time

It will take more than ten years to fully grow, unless it receives a huge amount of nutrients, but do you think Dumbledore and Grindelwald are willing to dedicate themselves?"

"Even if they are willing, the will of the world is not willing."

Seshatri fiddled with her hair, pulled a piece of paper from the table and sketched it.

"Speaking of which, the shape of the jellyfish has been fixed, right?"

"Theoretically, that's true."

Jon explained: "I don't know if you have heard of it, but there is an immortal jellyfish, and the existence form of the magic net is very similar to this jellyfish."

"Lighthouse jellyfish? I know about it, but the jellyfish itself is not a living thing, it is just an aggregate."

"The magic net is not a living thing, isn't it?"

Jon shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, theoretically speaking, this is the most suitable state. Whether it is an aggregate or some other state, in short, you have to know that this form is most suitable for the magic network.

"

"Okay, you are the main designer anyway."

This indifferent attitude made Jon both helpless and used to it: "Although it is not a living thing, at this stage, as a larvae, the magic network needs a huge amount of nutrients and nodes. There is no other place than Hogwarts."

It's appropriate, I plan to let it grow with the students, if we can survive."

"We will definitely survive."

Seshatri became serious: "No matter what our final result is, we must at least firmly believe in this."

"Yes, yes, I understand, slip of the tongue."

In order to prevent Seshatri from continuing her education, Jon decisively begged for mercy. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Filch standing up from the recliner.

Of course Seshatri also saw it.

"What is he looking at?"
Chapter completed!