Jon did not directly say that Ron's reasoning was wrong. There was no problem with his logic, but there were some discrepancies in the final result.
"There are many reasons why you can't use magic. I think the possibility that Filch is an undercover agent is very small, but the possibility that he actually can't use magic at all is very high."
"How is that possible!" Ron raised his voice, "How can there be people who can't use magic in a magic school? Muggles can't see our carriage at all, let alone come up."
Jon stared at him.
"Who said only Muggles can't use magic?"
Ron hadn't figured out what Jon was referring to at the first time, so he subconsciously said.
"Besides Muggles, there are only wizards. How could a wizard not be able to learn magic?"
Neville, who was standing by, understood what Jon meant.
"What Jon means is that Filch is probably a squib."
Ron was stunned immediately.
"Is he a squib?"
Justin looked confused.
"What is a squib?"
Neville explained to him: "Squibs are those people who have magic in their bodies but cannot learn and use magic. These people generally lived in the magic world before. They know the existence of magic and wizards, but they are not very influenced by it.
Accepted by wizards."
"If Filch is a squib, then he absolutely cannot be an undercover agent of the Ministry of Magic, because according to the current magical laws of the Ministry of Magic, squibs are not qualified to live in the magical world. Once discovered, whether they are pure blood or mixed blood, they will
Erased of all memories of the wizarding world and thrown into Muggle society to fend for themselves."
"And I heard that most of these people have become homeless in Muggle society. They have no Muggle knowledge and skills, have lost the memory of the wizarding world, and cannot use magic. Many of them have even forgotten who they are.
Where do you come from, why do you live in this world, and live like a zombie every day."
"Given the current policies and discrimination against Squibs by the Ministry of Magic, if Filch is really a Squib, there is absolutely no possibility of him becoming an undercover agent of the Ministry of Magic, unless he is under the Imperius Curse."
After Neville's detailed explanation, Justin finally understood why the Squib could not be an undercover agent for the Ministry of Magic.
But the fact that Filch is a squib is also the same as Ron's speculation that Filch is an undercover agent. It comes from his speculation that he has never used magic in school.
Ron would naturally be more willing to believe his conjecture, even if it now seems that the Squib's statement is more reasonable.
Seeing the dangerous look in his eyes that said "I just want to cause big things", Jon couldn't help but say helplessly.
"Conjectures are conjectures. If you really think that Filch is an undercover agent, you can tell Professor McGonagall and the others about this guess. Don't mess around yourself."
Ron curled his lips.
"The professors won't believe it. They all think Filch is a qualified administrator."
It can be seen from the original work that both Ron and Harry are troublemakers. Although Harry is gone now, Ron's character has not undergone a huge change like Neville's. His heart is restless.
I always want to do something big to attract others' attention.
Jon was not a bad person who wanted to stop Ron from causing trouble, but he knew very well that with the current situation of Hogwarts, if something big happened because of a trivial matter, it would put too much pressure on the students.
So in order to prevent Ron from committing suicide and endangering someone in the carriage, he suggested.
"Actually, the problem now is very simple. You suspect that Filch is an undercover agent of the Ministry of Magic. But if he is a squib, then it can be explained by the fact that he has never used magic. The undercover theory is pure nonsense.
So as long as we can prove whether he is a squib or not, then the problem will be solved."
Ron blinked.
"The key is how do we prove that Filch is a squib?"
"It's very simple, follow me."
Jon put down the parchment in his hand, took Ron, Neville and Justin out of the dormitory and walked straight towards Filch's office.
Seeing his move, Ron's face showed excitement.
"Are you preparing to duel with Filch? That's right! As long as you force him to take action like this, you can tell whether he doesn't know magic or doesn't want to use magic at all!"
Neville had a worried look on his face. He felt that Jon shouldn't be so impulsive.
But no matter what they thought, Jon had already arrived at Filch's office door and knocked on the door.
After walking in, the administrator with fish-like eyes looked at them with an unkind expression.
"Why did you come to me?"
Ron's face showed anticipation, and he had already begun to imagine that at the next moment Jon would pull out his wand and challenge this old man Filch to a duel.
Neville looked hesitant to speak. He wanted to stop Jon, but he knew that Jon's character would not change things easily.
Justin was watching the show eagerly. He found the wizard duel very interesting.
However, what Jon said next made everyone's jaws drop.
"You're a squib, aren't you? Filch."
Jon's straight-to-the-point words caused the entire office to fall into an eerie silence.
Ron and the other three looked at him dumbfounded, while Filch also looked stunned, standing still in place as if he was under a petrification spell.
However, although his body did not move, Filch's old face became pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fireplace in the office is very warm, but you still need to wear a sweater to achieve the most comfortable feeling. At this time, Filch, who was only wearing a thin shirt, was secreting beads of sweat on his forehead. It looked like
It was like being exposed to the sun at a temperature of 40 degrees Celsius and experiencing torture.
He opened his dry lips and made a strange "ho ho ho" sound from his throat. This state lasted for nearly two or three minutes before he screamed in an almost hysterical voice.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Who is a squib! Do you want to make me lose my dignity as an administrator by slandering me to satisfy your lawless fantasy in the school! I tell you! Dream! I want to punish you! I
You will be punished with solitary confinement for one semester! The reason is for slandering the faculty and staff! Let all the students in the school see what happens if you do this!"
Facing Filch's irritation, Jon's face remained calm.
"You don't dare to do this, because Professor McGonagall will never approve of your punishment. There is indeed a rule in the school rules that you are not allowed to slander faculty, but I am telling the truth. Professor McGonagall will never violate the school rules. And if
By that time, all the students in the school will know that you are really a squib."
Filch looked at Jon with his eyes that were about to bulge out. The panic and fear in his eyes that were about to overflow could not be hidden at all. Even Ron and Justin could clearly see it. He came out because he was afraid.