The experiment went very smoothly. Except for a few older squibs, all the other squibs successfully allowed the magic power in their bodies to flow again. Looking at a group of wizards who were quite old, waving standard wands in their hands, they couldn't help but wonder.
He stopped and cast magic randomly on the field, as excited as a child.
Weston looked at the scene in front of him, smiled slightly, quietly walked out, greeted the head of the Greengrass family, declined his invitation to the celebration dinner, and returned to Hogwarts alone.
When they returned to Hogwarts, it was already afternoon. Weston thought about it and did not go to Dumbledore immediately. Instead, he went to Filch's office alone.
"Mr. Filch, are you there?" Weston knocked on the door and asked inside, but did not receive any response. Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, he saw Filch carrying a pair of
The red-haired twins came over cursing.
"Weston?" Filch was obviously taken aback after seeing Weston, "What's the matter with you?"
He suddenly thought of something, his whole body trembled with excitement, and asked in disbelief: "Could it be..."
"It's just what you think, Mr. Filch!" Weston smiled and nodded, "However, I think we shouldn't receive any additional interruptions, what do you think?"
"Yes, yes, you are right!" Filch nodded excitedly and glanced at the twins, "You are lucky. Next time, believe me, you will get some special tastes!"
The twins were the Weasley brothers. When they saw Filch respectfully inviting Weston in, they looked at each other and saw the same look in each other's eyes: There is a ghost! Follow them quietly and have a look!
Weston noticed the twins' small movements, coughed dryly, placed his fingers on his throat quietly, and moved his mouth quietly.
The Weasley brothers suddenly heard Weston's voice ringing in their ears: "Don't cause trouble, leave now!"
They glanced at Weston in surprise, only to see Weston turning to look at them, with a mysterious smile on his lips.
It's really him! The twin brothers are not fools. On the contrary, they are very smart. Although they don't completely know what this hand represents, they also know that Weston can easily educate the two of them. So, the two had to give up.
thought, and left in despair.
"Come in, Weston, do whatever you want!" Filch warmly invited Weston in and hurriedly cleared up the mess on the table.
"Mr. Filch, you really don't need to be like this!" Weston said with a wry smile, "I will be very uncomfortable if you act like this!"
After listening to Weston's words, Fairchild sat down obediently and stopped working, his eyes full of expectation.
Weston wasted no time and took out the golden potion directly from his pocket and placed it in front of Filch's eyes.
"Drink this, and you should be able to use magic." Weston stretched out his hand and motioned to Filch, "After testing, most of the squibs can now cast spells, and you can definitely do it too, Mr. Filch.
"
Filch nodded vigorously, and just as he was about to stretch out his hand, he suddenly thought of something. He stretched his hand back and wiped it on his body vigorously. Then he stretched out his hand again and gently held the potion in his hand.
, watching quietly.
Weston did not rush him. He knew that Filch must be very complicated in his heart right now. It was inevitable that he would worry about gains and losses, and he might also have other more complicated thoughts. Therefore, he was waiting for his move.
After a long time, Filch suddenly made a move. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the cork. The fragrance of the potion instantly spread to his nose, and then he brought the potion to his mouth.
He raised his head and drank it all in one breath. He even bit off the mouth of the medicine bottle out of excitement.
After Filch swallowed the potion, the pale golden light appeared directly on his body, inadvertently wrapping his whole body. Then, Filch's eyelids began to fight, and he lay on the ground.
He sat next to the table and fell into a deep sleep.
The pale golden light on his body did not dim as he fell asleep, but instead became a bit brighter, gradually seeming to turn him into a golden man.
This is the potion starting to dissolve the magic power in his body. It is just a normal phenomenon. Weston has seen many examples in the past few days and is not surprised. He knows that when the magic power in Filch's body is completely dissolved, it will
will wake up.
I don't know how many hours this time is, it is mainly determined based on the approximate total amount of solidified magic power in a squib's body. So far, the longest sleeping time Weston has seen is one and a half hours.
The total amount of magic power in his body is even more than twice that of the head of the Greengrass family!
She was an extremely beautiful female squib. In terms of age, she was about the same age as the head of the Greengrass family. She was now the second wife of the head of the Greengrass family. It was the head of the Greengrass family who proposed marriage after a romantic affair.
Although Mrs. Greengrass was not happy, she really could not decide the matter.
There are no regulations in this area in the magic world, but few people do it. In addition, the two children given birth to by Mrs. Greengrass are both daughters. Although the head of the Greengrass family also loves them very much,
Girls cannot be the heirs of the family, everyone knows this.
In addition, the head of the Greenglass family wanted to show how much he valued the Squibs and to make his descendants' bloodlines even better, so he made this marriage proposal extremely simply.
After some confusion, the female Squib finally agreed to marry the head of the Greenglass family. After some discussion, it was decided to hold their wedding on the day before Christmas.
I don’t know if this approach will inspire other family heads.
After about two hours of deep sleep, Filch gradually woke up and asked blankly: "Am I... asleep?"
"Yes, Mr. Filch." Weston nodded, "But this is normal. This is because the medicine has worked! Now, I want to say-"
"Congratulations, Mr. Filch, if nothing else, you are already a wizard!"
"Me? Wizard?" Filch looked at Weston blankly, suddenly rushed out from the table, ran to a cabinet in three steps, then pulled it open with a crash, and there was a tumbling motion.
, and finally carefully took out an orange box.
"This is a gift my father gave me on my eleventh birthday, a standard wand." Filch solemnly opened the box and took out a wand that was as clean as new, except that the handle was already stained.
Has some minor wear.
"My father told me that he hoped that I would not give up hope. He hoped that one day, I would be able to use this wand to cast a real magic."
Filch held the wand in his hand as he spoke: "Now, can I finally use this wand?"
"Lumos flash!"
The tip of the wand trembled slightly, and then, a burst of dazzling light suddenly lit up on the tip of the wand...