Just as Jon had said, Filch was indeed adapting.
In the past, wanting to become a Magus had given him endless motivation. However, at the moment when his dream finally came true, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless.
After so many years of hard work, the real him had become blurred. He didn't know what kind of Wizard he should be. In the past, he wanted to be like the Wizard he hated the most, but now that he had become such a person, he didn't know what to do.
"I guess he must be very lost right now."
"That's for sure."
Looking at Filch standing there all by himself, Jon suddenly felt a sense of loneliness as if it had happened to him.
"After all, in such a long life, becoming a Wizard was a mission he forced himself to complete. And in that kind of life, he never stopped to listen to his own heart. He didn't necessarily want to become a Wizard that much, but he just couldn't accept it."
"Couldn't accept it," Cecily agreed. "In fact, looking at him now is like looking at a poor child. He may have his own wishes and wants to live a happy life, but his wishes and happiness are ignored. In a Wizard's world, a dud's voice can only be buried for a long time, right?"
"Not necessarily."
Jon retorted. "My father is a dud, and there's also my grandfather and my father's grandfather. You know, when it comes to happiness, it mainly depends on the family. A dud from a magical family, and a person from that era, even if he can't adapt to the Muggle world, as long as his parents have a little bit of thought, they can still let their child live a happy life. Unfortunately … he obviously doesn't have such a good life."
"Yeah, he doesn't have such a good life."
Cecily couldn't help but sigh. "Children yearn for their parents the most since they were young, and what they want the most is for their parents to take a look at them. That's why Mr. Filch is actually trying his best to fulfill his parents' wishes, not his own.
He wants to become a Wizard because his parents want him to be a Wizard.
That's why he never had a life of his own. After becoming a Wizard, he doesn't know what to do … Do you want to help him? "
Jon shook his head.
Some things, no matter how much others said, would be useless if one couldn't understand it.
"He'll figure it out himself. When he does, he'll come in."
"I hope so."
Cecily's attitude was ambiguous. She didn't seem to have much confidence in Filch.
In fact, Jon was the same.
"Why do you trust him so much?"
After a moment of silence, Cecily suddenly asked.
"Because of his cat."
"Huh?"
"Because of his cat." Jon repeated, "His cat, Lady Loris, is a magic pet."
Obviously, Cecatly still didn't understand. She was a wizard who didn't know much about pets. Although she knew that wizards raised pets when they were still in school, she didn't know what was so special about them.
Isn't it just a pet?
"Magic pets are very important to a Wizard. Although I don't know what use they have, Kane …" Jon looked at the silver-gray owl basking in the sun on the window and sighed. "Kane's only job beside me is to deliver letters. He's resting for the rest of the time.
But obviously, many Wizard rely heavily on their pets. And these pets often have some special abilities. And from what I've seen, Madam Loris is a very intelligent existence. She even has a special resonance with Filch. Anyway, this is worth exploring — if we have the time. "
"So you chose Filch mainly because of that cat?"
"More or less. But he's one of the most suitable candidates. Otherwise, where would I find a psychopath who won't cause any harm to Hogwarts?"
"Now I feel that you're quite a dark person."
"If you only know this now, then I can only say that you know it too late."
It was obviously a joke that wasn't very funny.
The two of them couldn't continue the conversation, not because there was no topic to talk about, but because Filch came in.
It wasn't the first time Cecatly saw Filch.
On the night when she first came to Hogwarts, Filch was invited by Jon to put on a show for her to see with Professor Flick. This kind of unnecessary thing later became a topic for her to tease Jon.
But the Filch she saw at that time was different from now.
To put it simply, he wasn't as ugly as he was then, and he didn't look that … old.
"Does the activation of the soul have the effect of reversing age?"
"No, in fact, Mr. Filch wasn't that old. It's just that he's been in Hogwarts for a long time and has a bad mood. That's why he became so old. Now, there are naturally some changes."
Jon looked Filch up and down. "Your leg seems to have recovered. Congratulations."
"I've only recovered a little. It'll take a long time for it to recover, but it's a good thing."
Filch said seriously, "Thank you."
The less sloppy Filch didn't look that ugly, and even looked a little good looking. Jon felt that it was his illusion, but it was worth noting.
"You don't have to be so polite. I have conditions. I told you this before."
"Of course, I'm willing to do anything."
Looking at him like this, Chown couldn't say what he had prepared to say.
"I don't have any other requests. I just hope that you can continue to play the role you played before. To be honest, helping you was an accident. I hate accidents."
"That's for sure. I'll continue to be the school's administrator."
Jon continued, "I'll ask Dumbledore to arrange a suitable plot for you to enter Harry's story and complete your career in Hogwarts. If you don't mind, I have other arrangements."
Filch said that he was willing to do anything.
"Don't be so nervous. In fact, I hope that you can live a better life. So, I've thought of a new name for you. Maybe when you leave Hogwarts, you can change your identity and see the world."
"What?"
Filch looked at the paper that Jon pushed over in confusion.
“Renaissance？”
"Rennesis Filch, the name I thought of for you. I hope that when you start using this name, you can live the life you want."
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