Vol 3 Chapter 57: Attack on Malfoy

Filch stayed in his small office. This was a place most students didn't want to go in. The room was very dim. There was only an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling, which provided a little light. The whole room had no windows. , Still exuding a smell of fried fish. From this point, Filch has won the essence of the dark cuisine of the British Empire.
Several large wooden cabinets leaned against the wall, with a little scratch on the gray wall. It was used to hold the files of students who violated the discipline. There was a chaise lounge covered with fur on the cabinet, covered with cat hair, behind the table A prominent place was a heavy shackle. Everyone in the school knew that Filch often begged Dumbledore to allow him to hang the student upside down on the ceiling.
Of course, unless Dumbledore was crazy, he would never agree.
Filch also likes to threaten students. He is to be held in the dungeon in the basement of Hogwarts. He has a collection of nine whips. This tool is a Muggle Catholic monk who likes to use abuse. Some things, some church schools also use it to discipline students, flogging and corporal punishment.
Malfoy glanced in disgust, and he said rudely, "A cat smell!"
"Clean it up!" He didn't use his wand, but lowered his fingers slightly, and a strong pumping force pulled the air out of the room and replaced it with fresh air. Both Gaul and Crabbe followed his followers, but after a period of training at Malfoy, they were much more obedient and had a little dog leg awareness.
"Let's wait for Filch here!" Malfoy sneered sarcastically, and he took a letter from his arms and said to the two attendants: "Gall, good job ... if you didn't find it Well, I don't know the secret of Filch yet! "He lowered his head and read the words written on the envelope:" Quickly learn the curse beginner magic correspondence course. "
Malfoy held up the letter in his hand and declared loudly to his attendant: "Our gatekeeper, Argus Filch, is actually a mean, disgusting dumb gun! One is more than a mud species Cheesy dumb gun! "
"No wonder I've never seen him use magic!" Malfoy laughed.
Gore and Crabbe also laughed. Crabbe courted Ying and Malfoy and said, "A dumb gun ... In our family, if we give birth to dumb guns, the whole family will be ashamed. My father must be "He" will be dealt with, and even those wizards who follow Dumbledore will expel their dumb cannons ... but Dumbledore dare to keep a dumb cannon in school. "
"If I told my father that he knew it ... he would have driven Filch and Dumbledore out of school together. He is the manager of Hogwarts and has this power!" Malfoy reflexively Said, but he soon woke up from this childlike cruelty and ostentatious mentality. He subconsciously tightened the magic book with a black cover in his arms and whispered to the two followers: "Wait for Fair Qi is back, you go to the door to guard. "
Malfoy remembered what he learned from that book, how to dominate his subordinates, how to control power, how to control great, subtle magical powers, and he reflected on his rashness and naivety, and became deep.
When Gower and Crabbe saw Malfoy become silent and deep, they both flinched and hid behind Malfoy, somehow they were most afraid of Malfoy now.
It didn't take long for Malfoy to open the door, and Filch came in with a triumphant smile.
"Harry Potter this time he can't help it!" Filch said excitedly to Mrs. Norris, "I finally caught his tail! Although Pippi didn't say it, he now Such a fear of Harry Potter only showed that ... he was the one who did the trick that night! "His eyes turned to the room and saw the three Malfoy.
Filch jumped up like an old cat. He yelled, "Malfo? Now isn't it when you can walk around ... It seems I have to teach you a lesson ..."
Filch stopped his mouth, his pale face turned brick red, and he was still doing his due diligence, his bitter mouth opened like a dead fish, and Filch's body was mixed with the meanness The vitality driven by jealousy seemed to be taken away from him in an instant, which made him a bit dejected.
He staggered to the three of Malfoy, trying to the letter.
But Malfoy stowed it up like lightning, and he made a color for Gore and Crabbe. Crabb hurried a bit of reluctant Gore and ran to the door handle.
"Scratch the curse!" Malfoy closed the Filch office and used it, but he didn't believe in Gore and Crabbe. After using this spell, even if they were lying on the door and overhearing. Can't hear anything.
"Filch." Malfoy remembered something he had learned in that book, determined to try it on Filch today. He sat in Filch's chair and crossed his hands like a big brother. Putting it on his knees, he whispered to Filch, "Dumbledore kept his secrets very well. School, inconspicuous corner, actually got into a dumb gun! "
"No ... no!" Filch stuttered. "It's not mine ... it's for a friend ... maybe it looks ... but ..."
"I can see through people like you at a glance. This is the skill of our Malfoy family. Everyone in the Malfoy family can see through those lowly ... muddy species and dumbfounded lies." Malfoy sneered.
"Look in your eyes, don't you find that kind of jealous bloodshot and greedy ugly expression when you look at those noble pure blood every day, even if it is a lowly mud species? Argus Filch, I I don't know if you are the shame of that pure-blooded family, but it must have been swept out by your family, because your family's soft hands or negligence, etc., let you live like this shame. "
"The reason you hate so many wizards who make mistakes is because when you see them, you are jealous and resentful like a snake gnawing, those young breaths, joyous laughter ... and magic, are like The mirror reflects your ugly heart ... so you are so jealous and resentful, you enjoy the feeling of tormenting them, and you are born an inverse! "
"We all know why the shackles and whip were prepared in your house, and we all know how you look forward to sending the wizard's child to the dungeon ... I swear, if I tell this to my father, it is very Concerned about the growth of the little wizards, he will convene the school board and let those noble pure blood wizards drive you from here and from this school! "
"I didn't think of it that way," Filch said in fear. "Master Malfoy, I never dared to think that way. If I were such a person, Dumbledore would surely kick me out."
"It doesn't matter what Dumbledore thinks!" Malfoy snapped. "What matters is what my father and I think."
"You should know that legend. If the Dark Lord knew you ... a dumb gun would dare to kill him where he had studied ... as if Dumbledore demonstrated. They would not attack the students because Their children are in there, and they won't get started with mud, because it will drive those mud parents to crazy. But you? Filch, who cares about a dumb gun? "
"Dumbledore will protect me." Filch said incoherently.
"He was self-conscious ... And, Filch ... Dumb artillery was the original sin, dirty and cheap. It was the shame of the wizard, the shame of the family ... I know, Filch. No one wants to do dumb artillery. He almost became a dummy, thanks to his uncle, who pushed Neville's little potential. "
"From then on, Neville's future is a world of difference. A dumb cannon Neville. No wizard wants to marry his daughter. A wizard Neville can learn in Hogwarts." Malfoy sarcastically said: "So you still Pray for these deceptive lies. "He tore off Filch's letter, and Filch was anxious to grab it back.
"Hands with throats!" Roared Malfoy, and Filch immediately felt a large invisible hand choking his throat, and the strength of that hand was astonishing, like a monster, who mentioned Filch In the air, he could only hold the invisible hand helplessly, his pale face flushed red, and his legs kicked weakly in the air.
"Recognized? Our difference?"
"I am a wizard, a powerful, noble pure-blood wizard, and you are just a dumb gun ... a dumb gun that is not even as good as the mud, you have to be grateful that you live in this chaotic era, if you live in the glory of the pure blood Era, you will be drowned at the age of eleven! "
Filch looked desperately at Malfoy, but felt the loose hand in his throat, but he fell off.
"But you are fortunate, I am not a normal wizard ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Even in pure blood, I am even more glorious. I have the power that the previous wizard had never dreamed of, and my power can overturn everything and act as a dummy , You, the humble, have a new option, to live as a wizard, not to die like garbage in the future liquidation. "
Malfoy laughed: "I can make you have magic again. Although the magic is rooted in the noble blood, the mud species have proven that they do not need to have noble blood, fall out of pure blood, and can also grasp the mystery of magic a little. This is pure Blood gave their power to their servants, and Muggles might have magic. "
"But unlike pure blood, the magic of the mud species originates from magical creatures, from domestic elves, and from the bloodlines of those magical animals."
"I know this secret, and I have mastered the magic of re-giving magic to Muggles, the bloodline transformation magic, which can inject those stinky, cheap blood into your veins, and let you and your offspring have lowly magical powers. But you have to remember that the magic of pure blood is noble, and the magic of mud species is born of beasts and is inherently low. People now confuse these ... I will let them remember again in the future. "
Chen Ang observes all this through a law array on the moon well that monitors the entire earth and the magic world. His book "Witch Bloodline Transformation and Magic Origin Biochemical Experiment" accurately records the data collected by Filch.