Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 105 A Secret Cultivation Technique? Another Tracking!

After a moment of stunned silence, the auditorium erupted in chaos once again.

This time, it wasn't a unified jeer, but a chaotic argument.

Everyone is speculating about how Filch went from a Squib to a wizard. This miracle is as absurd as Merlin parading around in his floral shorts!

At the Gryffindor table, Fred and George looked rather grim. They were old rivals with Filch, and they played hide-and-seek with him every now and then.

In the past, they had always managed to thwart Filch's plans and leave him humiliated by their homemade prank toys and magical abilities; they had even raided Filch's office.

Obtaining a survival map loot left by their predecessors gave them an even greater advantage, making them even more formidable.

But now that Filch has a wand and knows magic, their advantage has been greatly reduced.

“Filch, he should…”

"There can't be that much magic, can there?"

"Or else, we..."

"Shall we try him tonight?"

Fred and George were of one mind and had a great understanding of each other. Even though they were discussing a question in hushed tones, they could each say the first half of the sentence and the second half.

They quickly came up with an action plan after exchanging a few words.

Leaving aside the reactions of the students from the four colleges below the stage, the adult wizards in the faculty and staff seats on the stage were also extremely surprised.

Except for Dumbledore, who already knew the answer.

Hagrid's seat was right next to Filch's, and although their relationship wasn't particularly good, his irrepressible curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn't help but strike up a conversation with Filch.

"Filch, what happened to you... I mean... how did you get like this?"

Hagrid's questions were incoherent, stammering, and unclear, but they still brought a smug smile to Filch's face.

If you're good at showing off, you'll need a straight man.

He was too embarrassed to continue the story since no one asked him!

Dudley told him to come up with any excuse to appease everyone, but could someone as particular as him just make something up?

No!

Filch racked his brains for more than two days and finally came up with what he considered a perfect explanation. Now, he could use Hagrid's big mouth to spread the word.

Filch immediately spoke to Hagrid in a not-too-loud, not-too-loud voice, in a mysterious tone:

"Actually, I've always been a wizard! For all these years, I've been pretending to be a Squib, not using magic, in solitary training! Do you understand solitary training? It's an ancient secret technique passed down from Asia!"

"His-"

Hagrid gasped upon hearing this, completely believing it. He looked at Filch with astonishment, even unconsciously using honorifics, "Mr. Filch, you've been practicing asceticism since you were a little wizard, all the way to... when you were an old wizard?"

Why aren't you continuing your ascetic practices? Are you... about to die?

"Go to hell! Can't you even speak?!"

Filch's face darkened. "I've completed my arduous training and mastered the secret technique! There's no need for further arduous training anymore, understand?"

"So that's how it is. Your arduous cultivation of this secret method must have taken a lot of time and energy! You're so old and it took you so long to succeed."

"..."

Hagrid believed Filch's words without a doubt. He was in the mood to talk and wanted to chat with Filch about other interesting things, but he suddenly remembered Dudley's warning to him, so he forced himself to keep quiet.

Filch did not lower his voice when he spoke, so the Hogwarts staff who were nearby heard everything he said.

Once they exchanged information, the absurd story of Filch hiding his wizard identity and practicing asceticism for most of his life quickly spread among the faculty and staff.

This gossip will surely spread throughout Hogwarts Castle and even the entire British wizarding world very soon.

Filch was very pleased with this situation; when he was a dud, he was sneaky and timid.

If he remains like that after becoming a wizard, then he's wasted his time as a wizard.

After dinner, Dudley didn't stay in the Great Hall to follow what happened next. Instead, he went to the Astronomy Tower with the other first-year Gryffindor students.

On Wednesday at midnight, they were to have an astronomy class taught by Professor Aurora Sinesta.

Unlike divination, astronomy is a compulsory course at Hogwarts, where students observe the night sky under the guidance of professors.

Using old but incredibly powerful magic telescopes, observe the movement of the stars, learn the names of the stars and constellations, and discern the patterns in their movements.

To be honest, Dudley didn't see any connection between this course and magic either.

However, I learned from books that the movement of stars foreshadows the course of fate and can be used to make certain predictions.

It is said that the centaur race is very skilled at using the stars for divination.

In addition, stars have been a symbol of mystery since ancient times, and from the perspective of wizards, they have a lot of mystique.

Therefore, Dudley didn't skip astronomy class as much as he skipped history of magic.

Like other students, he looked at the stars through a telescope. If he couldn't make out anything, he would just enjoy the night view, treating it as a way to relax after studying.

……

While Dudley was relaxing, Professor Ecclesia, who had received Voldemort's death order, was far from being able to relax.

Within three days, obtain unicorn blood.

The portion must be generous.

If she doesn't work hard, she'll become the next Quirrell and the Brazilian python.

She couldn't help but take it seriously.

Professor Eckeris knew that Dudley had been attending classes with the Gryffindor freshmen. She had looked at the Gryffindor freshmen's schedule beforehand and knew that the freshmen would have an astronomy class at midnight tonight.

This is a good opportunity to act, allowing her to avoid Dudley, the 'Voldemort bait,' and Harry, the 'Voldemort nemesis,' so as not to attract Dumbledore's attention.

To her even greater surprise, Filch pulled off a spectacular transformation from a Squib to a wizard tonight, drawing the attention of most of the Hogwarts students and staff.

Acting in this atmosphere makes it less likely to attract attention.

This is a golden opportunity.

So, when Ecclesia saw Dudley leave with the Gryffindor freshmen during dinner in the Great Hall that evening, she naturally got up and left as well.

Others assumed she was just full and didn't pay any attention.

Except for Filch, who had received Dudley's orders beforehand.

Dudley warned Filch to pay attention to Eckeris's unusual behavior, and Filch never for a moment forgot.

Seeing that Eckeris had left, he no longer cared about putting on airs in front of his colleagues and students, and made up an excuse to go on patrol as well.

Meanwhile, Fred and George, the brothers who were at the Gryffindor table, exchanged a glance as Filch left and then followed him out of the Great Hall.

They left the Great Hall, found a secluded corner in the corridor, took out a blank, yellowed parchment folded several times, unfolded it in their hands, and took out their wand, poking it into the parchment as they read:

"We solemnly swear that we have done nothing wrong!"