Argus Filch's breathing became heavy. He couldn't care less about his manners as he stared at Allen. His voice was a little distorted as he said, "Principal Harris, you … you mean me?" "Yes.
"Yes, I have an idea and a plan now …" Alan leaned back on the school bench. "She and I came up with an idea. I'll brew a potion that can work with the divine power that Loina injected … If our idea can succeed, it might be able to get you out of the situation that you're in now … People."
The muscles on Filch's cheeks were trembling. When he heard the heavy news that Alan brought, all of his unhappiness and embarrassment were instantly thrown to the back of his mind. He had been working hard as an administrator at Hogwarts for more than a decade. He had watched others cast spells every day. The stains that he had to put in so much effort to get rid of often only required a gentle wave of the wand from those Magi … Even though he now had Mister Nimble Hands, the envy and extravagant desire that he had since he was young made him take out all of his savings to learn fast incantations. This was also the reason why he took out all of his savings to learn fast incantations.
"Filch … But this is just an idea. Although the success rate is high in theory …" Allen looked at Filch's reaction with pity. "But after all, it hasn't been tested. There may be some risks."
"I'm not afraid of danger … Principal Harris …" Filch forced out a few syllables and couldn't say anything else. His lips opened and closed for a few seconds as tears fell from his eyes.
The Hogwarts caretaker's heart was filled with thoughts and emotions. Being able to cast magic was his lifelong wish. After a long period of searching and constant disappointment and despair, this wish was almost completely obliterated. After all, he was already so old … But now, suddenly, it could be realized …
Filch wanted to say something, but his throat was choked and he couldn't say anything. In his agitation, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He subconsciously used more strength in his hands, causing his knuckles to protrude.
"Meow!" Madam Loris let out a mournful cry. She struggled with all her might under Filch's hands. Her claws scratched Filch's hand until it bled, but Filch didn't seem to feel the pain at all. He only cared about himself.
Allen's slender finger pointed at Filch. Filch's hand became weak and involuntarily opened. Madam Loris fell from his lap to the ground. Filch, who had only just realized what had happened and hurriedly wiped his tears. He was in no mood to comfort this companion of his who had been with him for a long time.
The portraits that were ordered by Allen not to speak could be heard. Pency could feel her heart pounding. Being able to turn a squib into a wizard, the youngest principal in history. There was nothing he couldn't do.
However, Pency remembered that there was a deity behind him who had a close relationship with him. Under such circumstances, how could The Dark Lord fight against Harris? It was obvious that only death awaited him. The next time she saw her father, she had to explain the stakes clearly to him. She had to get him to side with Harris as soon as possible.
"Principal Harris, I'm not afraid of danger. If the days where I can't use magic can end, I'm willing to do anything, even if it costs my life in exchange for a temporary …" Filch said urgently. Then, as if he felt that he was too anxious, he forced himself to stop crying and begging.
"Don't exaggerate. Calm down, Argus …" Allen was a little uncomfortable under the teary-eyed old man's fervent gaze. "Actually, there shouldn't be any danger. It's just that I can't guarantee success."
"How bad can it get?" Filch was a little calm at this time. He held back his tears. "Principal Harris … A person like you is actually willing to spend time to care about a squib like me … I …"
"But before that, there are some equipment that you need to complete yourself …" Allen stroked his chin and said.
Filch immediately said, "I'm willing to give up everything for it … Principal Harris … I still have some savings …"
"No, I'm not asking you to give up everything or material things … Although the ingredients for this potion are very precious, don't forget that I have the sorcerer's stone …" Allen took a sip of his drink and reminded Filch who was already in a daze. He then explained, "Actually, like we said just now, this potion needs Loina to inject some of her divine power for it to take effect … But her and my main goal now is to fight against the great evil Grim Reaper …" Allen paused. "Of course, it's fine if it's just for you, but there are too many squibs. Many of them have been forced to develop in the Muggle World … So, if every squib wants to revert back to a wizard and come to Loina for help … We can't spend so much of our divine power to fight against the Grim Reaper … So, Argus, what you need to do is the only thing you need to do … Sincerely believe in Ravenclaw. You said that you need to consume your divine power, so you have to provide your faith to this lady …" Hearing Filch's words, Filch was relieved.
Filch's heart finally calmed down when he heard that it was just offering faith. He had thought of all kinds of harsh conditions, but he didn't expect it to be this simple. Before this, he didn't really believe in anything other than Alan, and he didn't have the heart to care about those little wizards who blindly prayed in the school's temple. But now that it was about himself, he was even a little annoyed that he should have participated in the prayers earlier. Maybe the faith he provided was enough to exchange for this potion.
"Argus, I have to remind you that faith is not an exchange. You have to believe in her from the bottom of your heart … And if you're devout enough, you might be able to deliver it hundreds of times just by praying once." Allen saw through Argus's thoughts and reminded him. He quietly turned his cola cup. It was not convenient to tell others about the Mana Enhancing Potion openly. He hoped that Argus could set an example for the other duds and become a stable source of faith for Luna. Besides, if he did that, no one would be able to replicate their potion in the future, which would cut off the idea of simulating the research and development of the potion.
Filch, who was reminded by Allen, quivered. He nodded and suddenly rubbed his hands together. He couldn't sit still. In front of Allen, he wanted to say something but stopped. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead for the rare occasion.
Allen was a little surprised that he caught Argus's thoughts at this moment.
As the school's gatekeeper, even when the students were on vacation or went to Hogwarts, he would still be guarding the Hogwarts. Other than buying supplies, he had never left the school. Now, he really wanted to ask for leave to pray at the Shrine of Ravenclaw. He had never asked for leave even for a day because he had never done such a thing before. He did not know how to ask for leave. "Argus, don't be agitated.
I can understand how you're feeling right now … Praying to Ravenclaw won't take too much of your time as long as you're not a full-time staff member. But your situation is special, so I'll give you an indefinite leave. You can come back every day and make arrangements for the Mr. Skillful Hands. After that, you can arrange your own schedule … Erm … "Allen, who was smiling, suddenly paused. He remembered that Argus did not have a magic wand, so it would be difficult for him to use the transportation method that the wizards were used to. Besides, it would be troublesome for him to ask other wizards for help every time. So, he cleared his throat and said," When you're at school, I'll ask Hagrid to send you there. When you get there, I'll tell the Shrine to send you back after you've finished your daily prayers. "
"You're too considerate, Headmaster Harris. But this is not a difficult task for me." Trying his best to suppress the urge to cry, Filch stood up and bowed. "I can't let you worry about such a small matter … Besides, during the Halloween parade, the others also used their own feet to measure the floating city. As long as I can cast magic, it won't be a problem for me to walk to the Shrine. "
"It's still a little far. Besides, it's freezing outside. Walking this far may not be a problem for the young, but it's still not suitable for the old. Besides, many of the Ravenclaw don't live on the floating city. This is a problem that needs to be solved. It's not just for you, Argus …" Allen took out a piece of parchment from his desk and quickly scribbled on it with an eagle-tube quill pen. He then handed the piece of parchment to Filch. "I'll ask Anka to teleport you there. When you get back, give this piece of parchment to the Harris Shrine. They'll call for a floating ship for you. Also, Argus … My friend, please forgive me for neglecting your problem in the past. Come to my house for Christmas this year. The Undead Knights are guarding the school. You won't lose anything … Consider this potion my early Christmas gift to you. "
Allen's continuous considerate actions finally made Filch unable to control his emotions. His nose was even dripping with snot. He held onto the table leg in the shape of a raven and cried loudly. In his life, even his parents felt ashamed of his identity as a Ravenclaw and had never treated him so well. He didn't know how to express his gratitude with words. He wanted to do everything in his power to repay Headmaster Harris' kindness, but he didn't know where to start.
Pency's mouth was slightly agape. She was dumbfounded as she watched Allen completely win over Filch. This made Pency's hair stand on end … She just didn't understand why Allen would spend so much effort on a Ravenclaw that was completely useless to him.
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