In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

   Chapter 44 44. You are a Squib

   "Is your conclusion too arbitrary?"

  Jon didn't directly say that Ron's reasoning was wrong. There was nothing wrong with his logic, but there were some differences in the final result.

   "There are many reasons for not being able to use magic. I think it is very unlikely that Filch is an undercover agent. It is very likely that he can't use magic at all."

   "How is that possible!" Ron raised his voice, "How can there be people who can't use magic in the magic school? Muggles can't even see our carriage, let alone get on it."

  Jon stared at him.

   "Who said only Muggles can't use magic?"

  Ron didn't figure out what Jon was referring to at the first time, he said subconsciously.

  "Aside from Muggles, there are only wizards. As long as you are a wizard, how can you not learn magic?"

   Neville, who was on the side, understood what Jon meant.

  "Jon means that Filch is most likely a Squib."

   Ron was stunned for a moment.

  "Is he a Squib?"

  Justin looked blank.

  "What's a Squib?"

Neville explained to him: "Squibs are those people who have magic power in their bodies but can't learn and use magic. These people usually lived in the magic world before. They know the existence of magic and wizards, but they are not very popular. Accepted by wizards."

"If Filch is a squib, then he is absolutely impossible to be an undercover agent of the Ministry of Magic, because according to the current magic law of the Ministry of Magic, a squib is not eligible to live in the magic world. Wiped of all memory of the wizarding world, thrown into Muggle society to fend for themselves."

"And these people heard that most of them are homeless in Muggle society. They don't have Muggle knowledge and technology, and they have lost the memory of the wizarding world and can't use magic. Many people even forget who they are. Where did you come from, what is the purpose of living in this world, every day is like a walking dead."

   "Based on the current Ministry of Magic's policies and discrimination against squibs, if Filch is really a squib, then he has absolutely no possibility of 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 Squibs couldn't be undercover for the Ministry of Magic.

   But the fact that Filch is a Squib is also the same as Ron's guess that Filch is an undercover agent, derived from the speculation that he never used magic in school.

  Ron would naturally be more willing to believe his conjecture, even though it seems that the Squib is actually more reasonable now.

   Seeing the dangerous "I just want to make big things" flashing in his eyes, Jon couldn't help but said helplessly.

   "Conjectures are conjectures. If you really think Filch is an undercover agent, you can tell Professor McGonagall the conjecture. Don't mess around with yourself."

  Ron pouted.

   "Professors, they won't believe it. They all think Filch is a qualified administrator."

It can be seen from the original book that both Ron and Harry are troublemakers. Although Harry is gone now, Ron's character has not changed as much as Neville's, and his heart is restless. , always trying to make something big to attract the attention of others.

  Jon is not a bad guy who wants to stop Ron from doing trouble, but he is very clear that with the current situation of Hogwarts, if there is any major change due to a small incident, it will put too much pressure on the students.

  So in order to prevent Ron from going to death and finally implicating a person 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, it can be explained by the fact that he has never used magic. Undercover 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 point is how do we prove that Filch is a Squib?"

   "It's very easy, follow me."

  Jon put down the parchment in his hand, took Ron Neville and Justin out of the dormitory, and walked straight to Filch's office.

   Watching his move, Ron's face showed excitement.

   "Are you going to duel with Filch? Yes! As long as you force him to fight like this, you can tell whether he doesn't know magic or doesn't want to use magic at all!"

  Neville had a worried expression on his face, he felt that Jon shouldn't be so impulsive.

   But no matter what they thought, Jon had come to Filch's office door and knocked on the door.

   After walking in, the administrator with fish-like eyes looked at them unkindly.

   "What are you looking for me for?"

  Ron's face showed anticipation, and he had already begun to imagine that Jon would draw out his wand and challenge the old man Filch to a duel at the next moment.

  Neville looked hesitant to speak. He really wanted to stop Jon, but he knew that Jon's personality would not easily change things that were decided.

  Justin was eager to watch the show, he felt very interesting about the duel of wizards.

  However, Jon's next words made each of them drop their jaws in shock.

   "You're a Squib, aren't you, Filch."

  Jon's straightforward words caused the entire office to fall into a strange silence.

  Ron and the three of them stared at him dumbfounded, while Filch was also stunned, and stood still in place as if under a petrification spell.

   Although his body didn't move, Filch's old face turned 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 body feeling. At this time, Filch, who is only wearing a thin shirt, is constantly secreting fine beads of sweat on his forehead. It was torture like being exposed to the sun under the high temperature of 40 degrees.

  He opened his dry lips, and a strange sound of "ho **** ho" came out of his throat. This state lasted for nearly two or three minutes before he screamed in an almost hysterical voice.

"What are you talking about! Who is a squib! Are you trying to slander me to make me lose the dignity of an administrator, so as to satisfy your fantasies of lawlessness in the school! I tell you! Dreaming! I will punish you! I You will be fined in confinement! You will be imprisoned for a semester! The reason is to slander the faculty and staff! Let the whole school see what will happen to you!"

   Facing Filch's anger, Jon's expression was calm.

"You don't dare to do this, because your punishment, Professor McGonagall, will not be approved at all. There is indeed a clause in the school rules that defamation of faculty and staff is not allowed, but I am telling the truth. Professor McGonagall will never do things in violation of school rules. And if At that time, the whole school will know that you are really a Squib."

Filch looked at Jon with those eyes that were about to pop out. The panic and horror in his eyes that were about to overflow could not be hidden at all. Even Ron and Justin could see clearly. Come out, he is afraid.

  (end of this chapter)