Vol 2 Chapter 1285: ?? I'm keeping a secret for you

Argus Filch, who wore a brown ancient wizard robe similar to Hagrid as the janitor uniform, appeared at the door babbling and panting. He obviously cherished this employee uniform, and it was ironed to the core. The board is neat, because this is a proof that he can be connected with Hogwarts.
And since having Mr. Handyman, many cleaning tasks don't need Filch to do personally, which also allows him to maintain a more decent image than the previous image full of oil. Only Mrs. Loris in his arms was still the same skinny, but the hair was slightly oilier than before.
When they entered the room, the little hand in front of them twisted their fingers and jumped back to the table, and returned to their original position. It looked like climbing a building would be so tired that it would be an undead creature.
Filch has obviously never been to the principal's office. The furnishings and the pictures on the wall make him look more formal than when he meets Ellen in other places. He took his cat in both hands and held it in his chest. Just like holding up a hat to express respect to the house owner, he stopped when he walked sternly to the headmaster's desk after getting Allen's eyes.
Filch, who suffers from arthritis, said as he bent down and bowed as much as possible: "Principal Harris, salute you..." He glanced at the little witch sitting at the desk, then raised his head and said flatly, "Harris Principal, what can I do for you? Have you changed your mind? This witch has done something wrong? Should I take her to the trophy room and punish her for cleaning?"
This made Pansy, who was not quite calm, pulled her attention back. She glared at the old dumb gun, but because of Ellen's relationship, she did not taunt him as usual.
"Argus, I told you that corporal punishment won't appear in the school...the school has a new system...Uh, no, Miss Parkinson did not make a mistake." Allen noticed Pansy's eyes that he was almost turned off. , He pointed to the empty seat next to Pansy and motioned Filch to sit down, "Argus, would you like black tea or pumpkin juice? Or try the drink popular among Muggles?"
Muggle drink Coke... For a moment, Filch felt humiliated. Since the annoying Potter revealed the news that he was a dumb gun, those annoying students have been asking him if he wants to try various Muggle products. Came to insinuate that he is a dumb gun, deliberately to see his jokes.
Not only a moment later, Filch realized who was asking this question. He looked up a little ashamed of his sensitivity. He happened to see what was in the cup in front of Alan and remembered that this Muggle drink was already Principal Harris's own hobbies.
So Filch obediently walked over and sat down, the old pleats on his face piled into a chrysanthemum: "Principal Harris, please give me a cup of your favorite..." He looked at the ice in the other's cup. It was a bit embarrassing to think of my toothache, but he said readily, "Although it is not common to have a glass of ice in winter, it will definitely help people stay awake."
"Eh? You want to add ice?" Allen stopped pouring the drink in a daze, and then his expression became a little cheerful after a few seconds, "Argus, you can understand this is pretty good, and in addition, The caffeine can also keep your central nervous system excited, and can temporarily drive away sleepiness and restore energy. It is very suitable for overuse of the brain, and ice cubes could not be better."
Filch’s smile became far-fetched, and he realized that adding ice cubes is not a standard but just the other party’s personal preference. He could not add ice cubes at all, but at this time Allen had already added ice cubes. He is not happy to be talking about the reason why his teeth are very sensitive.
On the other side, Allen, who also found out Filch's true feelings, was a little bit dumbfounded, so he had to pretend to push the still tumbling glass cup to Filch without knowingly.
Pansy had heard from the Slytherins who love to prank the gatekeeper that their teeth were afraid of cold and acid, so she took the initiative to lift up her pumpkin juice.
The janitor who had been retaliated by Pansy looked at the dark brown sparkling drink in the cup. He also raised him up to Alan, and then took a big sip as if to please him.
Suddenly rich bubbles bloomed in the mouth, the tongue buds felt sweet and sour, and a slight mouth-piercing sensation came from behind the ears—then the cold and carbonic acid made his teeth start to ache, and then the ice cold struck him. His head is uncomfortable as if his nasal cavity is frozen.
The tears in Filch's eyes, who struggled to maintain in front of Allen, did not react disgustingly to his hobbies and looked uncomfortable.
Allen really couldn't see it. He glared at Pansy and startled her, then smiled and said to Filch, "Oh, Argus, I'm also easy to take such a big sip in winter... In addition, it seems that you have a tooth problem? Why don't you go to Mrs. Pomfrey? In addition, Miss Granger's parents are also experts in this area, and I think they can solve it for you."
"Don't waste energy on me, Principal Harris..." Seeing Allen found out that Filch was moved to control the lapels on his chin so that they no longer tremble from toothache, and then said with a flattering smile, "That's right. Principal Harris, Miss Granger has told me many times to let me pay attention to the thrown out in the principal’s office... Let me help her count how many empty drink bottles you have every day..." Noting Alan’s look as if Tensioned, Filch quickly added, "Ah, please don't worry, I have been keeping confidential for you, and the number of reports is very small every time!"
"You did a good job! It's great, Argus." Allen's relaxed smile looked more enthusiastic, and he happily said with concern. "By the way, how is your work in the castle recently? Tired? Are these few smart hands enough? You have arthritis, but you can't work too hard. This is also a legitimate school expense.
"Enough, enough! Thank you very much, principal! I feel so much now... they have already freed me from the endless cleanup..." Tears burst into Filch's cloudy eyes. He even stood up and bowed low to Alan again, "Every day visiting the castle with my Mrs. Lorice is more like an exercise... I have never heard of any school janitor who can With my treatment... it makes me very ashamed..."
"It’s also a craft to direct gentlemen to where they should go. This is an irreplaceable job. Argus, don’t see yourself clearly... If you wait for them to come by yourself, I guess there won’t be a dozen more. The current efficiency." Allen waved at Filch-as an old dumb gun who has spent almost his entire life dealing with the problems left by the wizards of Hogwarts Castle, it is indeed more efficient for him to command the gentlemen. .
Filch, who was sweeter than drinking a drink, slapped his chest with a sharp throat: "Principal, do you have anything to tell Filch? Just bring me a note if you have something, there is not much I can do. , But I will do my best to do it for you immediately!"
"I believe you will, of course, Argus." Alan put his hands on the table, paused, and then asked with a little emphasis, "I am calling you today. Actually, there are some things I need to ask you in person. More personal issues..."
"Oh?" Filch was a little surprised, UU reading www. uukanshu.com His cat twisted uncomfortably in his arms, making him quickly return to his senses, "Just ask, Principal Harris."
Allen asked in a gentle voice: "Argus, are you still taking correspondence courses like the introduction to quick spell magic? After so many years, do you think it is useful to you?"
Filch's happy face paled suddenly and fell on Pansy, who was on the side, and his pale face turned red again. He twisted the two protruding hands together, and Allen was in front of the other students. Asking himself, it made him feel very embarrassed at this time.
However, Filch, who had endured this discrimination many times before, quickly adjusted his mentality. He lowered his head and said mechanically: "Sorry, Principal Harris... But I didn't find this by myself... How about it, just try it okay... If it violates the rules, I will stop... Principal Harris."
"Don't get me wrong, Argus." Allen continued to lean on his principal's chair. "The reason I ask you is because I care about you and your situation..." After Allen finished speaking, Filch raised his head. With an inexplicable expression, he smiled gently, "You know that I and Rowena... Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw will communicate, so I remembered your question before... So we both have some ideas about this. Imagine..."