Filch's office.
Filch was eating ice cream with a rare happy smile on his face.
Mrs. Norris meowed and ate the cat strip from Filch's hand.
With ice cream in one hand and cat strips in the other, Filch reached the peak of his life.
And his favorite food turned out to be Mapo tofu-flavored ice cream, which was an eye-opener for John.
If this thing were in China, people would shout to get out of China.
It can only be said that Europeans have weird tastes, and European wizards have even weirder tastes.
John, who came to groom Mrs. Norris every day, noticed an extra purple corner in the drawer, and he reached out curiously and pulled it out.
Filch was eating the ice cream and didn't notice it. When he realized it, John had already seen the letter.
"Quickly chant a spell?"
Staring at the envelope, John saw Filch's face turning blue and purple.
He didn't have any disdain, he was just curious that Filch was in the magic school, and he went out to find a training class.
"Give it to me!" Filch suddenly became angry.
He screamed and yelled and drove John out. Ever since Harry discovered that he was a Squib last year, Filch had given up on himself.
As a Squib, no one craves magic more than Filch.
I can endure the darkness as long as there is no light entering my world.
Filch saw his brothers and sisters using magic, which was a great torment for him.
He was even kicked out of his home and lost that home.
Hogwarts took him in. He wanted to blend in, but he felt inferior because he didn't know magic. He also developed a personality that liked to watch students make mistakes.
John was the only student he didn't dislike so much, because John never showed off his magic in front of him, and more importantly, Mrs. Norris liked John.
Being kicked out of the office, John had no choice but to go elsewhere.
Once again, John saw Tom running outside in a hurry.
"Don't run too far, or you'll be caught by the dementors."
Like an old father, John gave Tom a few words of advice.
He felt that Tom was just looking for Yaya anyway and wouldn't be able to run too far.
Sure enough, distance is the best way to eliminate all feelings. Now Tom just doesn't want the big black dog anymore.
As long as you don't run into dementors while playing outside, it will be fine.
Heading to the library, John smartly handed Mrs. Pince a note signed by the professor and a carton containing two ice creams.
Mrs. Pince glanced at the ice cream without saltiness, then looked at John's handsome face, and said calmly: "Eating is not allowed in the library."
"I know, so this is for you."
John grinned, looking handsome and elegant.
I have to say that John's skin is very ornamental, just like the young Dark Lord, it is also deceptive.
Mrs. Pince made a soft nasal sound, looked around, and quickly took the ice cream.
Magic has been used on it, so it won't melt even if it is left for three days.
After taking out the note and looking at it, Mrs. Pingsi said calmly: "It's expired."
"What?"
John was stunned when he saw Mrs. Pince pointing to the name on it and saying mockingly: "Gilderoy Lockhart's name does not count."
At this moment, John suddenly remembered that the era when he could dominate the world with one hand had passed.
He was kicked out for the second time, even after giving him a gift.
John was so depressed that it seemed he could only come over at night.
When passing by the staff room, he heard Professor Snape's sarcastic voice and Professor Lupine's neither humble nor condescending voice.
"Lupin, it seems Johnny Silverhand's appearance has made your life a little better."
"Thank you for your concern. Mr. Johnny Silverhand is indeed a good... person."
Snape almost felt hurt internally. Was he concerned? I'm obviously mocking you for being a werewolf who can't even find a job!
Lupine thought of the cruel methods of Mr. Johnny Silverhand, and he couldn't say the word "good guy" out of his mouth.
It's just that Snape saw his former enemy living a good life, which was more uncomfortable than killing him, and his face was so gloomy that it could drip water.
"Lupin, don't think I don't know why you're here."
He walked up quickly and almost kissed Lupin.
He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "As soon as that person escaped from Azkaban, you came to Hogwarts. Don't tell me it was a coincidence!"
Lupine's eyes darkened, and he said firmly: "This is just a coincidence, Severus."
"Don't call me my name!"
Snape said sadly: "I will keep an eye on you. You must have learned a lot from Johnny Silverhand, that cruel guy. Maybe he helped you rescue your 'good friend'."
The word "good friend" was full of sarcasm, which made Lu Ping's eyes turn red.
"That's enough, don't say any more, he... I didn't see clearly." Lu Ping's sallow face turned pale.
Snape forced his voice out of his throat: "He has never been a good person, no matter before or now, he has been..."
An unbearable past event came to mind. Snape took a deep breath, and the coldness in his eyes became more obvious.
Lupine knew what he was talking about, and that was indeed something Sirius had done wrong, and it was extremely wrong.
If it weren't for James Potter, Snape might be gone by now.
Feeling wronged, Lu Ping chose to deal with it silently.
When Snape saw that he had won, he clicked his tongue angrily, turned around and walked away like a big bat.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw John, and his proud face suddenly became ugly.
"Mr. Wick, I think you should know that eavesdropping is wrong."
John said sincerely: "Professor Snape, I came to see you for something."
Snape stared at John's face for a while and said coldly: "Change somewhere."
As Snape left with him, John glanced at Lupin.
Lupine gave him a smile, seemingly unaffected by the quarrel.
Arriving at Snape's office, John told him that he wanted to borrow some books from the Restricted Area.
Snape said in a sinister tone, "I don't think third-year students have the ability to dabble in books in the restricted area."
Then John was kicked out.
The third time!
John clenched his fists, feeling that no one wanted to see him today.
Taking a deep breath, John turned and left.
Bah, isn't it a forbidden book area? It's not like I haven't been to night walks before, so I don't care about it!
...
Tom was obedient and did not go too far.
It took the dog food and ran all the way to the Whomping Willow.
The short legs showed agility that was not in line with the body, and he entered the secret passage under the Whomping Willow without even throwing in some dog food.
True to what John often said to Malfoy, my dogs are better behaved than you.
After entering the passage, Tom ran into the Shrieking Shack.
A big black dog was recuperating inside. Daheihe had lost some hair. When he saw Tom coming, his face was filled with joy.
Tom put the dog food down and pulled it away.
The big black dog stepped forward to feast, and Tom's tail was wagging like a propeller.
After eating, the big black dog talked to Tom.
Tom nodded from time to time, as if in response.
...
John hit a wall three times today, so he might as well go to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and study the Dementors.
The dementors were used as experimental subjects, and John opened the box.
When the Dementor came out, he held out his wand and twisted it like a key.
"The soul is back."
The ghost curse was activated, and the body of the dementor that originally came out stiffened, and then something seemed to be about to come out from under the rag body.
John pressed harder, and the dementor let out a shrill cry.
The harsh sound made John a little unbearable, and he threw the dementor back with a wave of his wand.
"The body and soul are tightly embraced. To tear out the soul, you have to tear them apart alive."
John recalled the feeling as if his soul were held together by strong glue.
His expression was indifferent. In this case, let's try again.
The dementors were released again, and John plugged his ears and cast the Ghost Charm again.
The Dementor's body was gradually torn in half by a force. Just when he was about to succeed, John's hand shook, and the Dementor stopped screaming, and its body turned into thick smoke and disappeared.
"died?"
Staring at the dementor's disappeared body, John rubbed his temples that ached from the noise.
Unexpectedly, one of them accidentally died, which forced him to catch another one.
"It's like a soul, more like it's put together."
There was no one else around, so John took out the parchment and recorded it, and had to grab another one.
The Boggart's box stopped shaking, as if he knew something terrible was happening outside.
After all, Boggarts themselves are timid things that only transform into other things to scare people.
After taking the box out, John repeated his old trick and caught a dementor outside the castle, then continued the experiment.
After some time, the Ministry of Magic noticed that there were fewer Dementors.
