Chapter 138
"I know Filch's problems, he doesn't have any problems"

"But, Albus, what Filch looks like now." Flitwick hesitated for a moment and said, "I can hardly breathe when I see him."

"But he is indeed a squib, isn't he?" Dumbledore rubbed his head helplessly, and said, "I have arranged for Snape to investigate Filch's problem."

After hearing that Dumbledore had arranged for Snape to investigate Filch, Flitwick finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was about to withdraw, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Flitwick, do me a little favor and pay attention to that Hufflepuff student named Lester"

"Lester?" Flitwick obviously knew Lester, the smartest first year kid in all of Hufflepuff, and Flitwick was impressed.

"Yes, I hope you can teach him well." Dumbledore said seriously, "I'm talking about psychological teaching."

"Of course, Albus, psychological teaching." Flitwick didn't care.

As a wizard with goblin blood, Flitwick was also discriminated against by other pure-blooded wizards during his schooling at Hogwarts. Flitwick did not hesitate to initiate the discrimination against those wizards after he became capable. fight back.

Now Dumbledore asked himself to give Lester spiritual counseling, it must be because Lester has caused trouble recently.

"Albus is still the same, he just likes to make a fuss!" Flitwick muttered to himself.

After Flitwick left, Dumbledore's headmaster's office became calm again until the arrival of Professor Snape.

"Albus, what do you want from me?" Professor Snape, expressionless, pushed open the door of the principal's office and came to Dumbledore.

"Severus, I need you to do something." Dumbledore said straight to the point without any nonsense, "I need you to investigate Filch."

"Filch?" Snape said with an ugly expression, "Albus, the most problematic person in the whole school is not Filch but Quirrell, your newly recruited Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

"You didn't see the look in Quirrell's eyes when he looked at Harry at all. He looked like a hungry wolf. He really wanted to kill Harry. I think we should pay attention to this guy!"

"I know, I know, Snape." Dumbledore said impatiently, "I will find another professor to deal with Quirrell's matter. Your task now is to investigate Filch."

"Another professor? You mean McGonagall?" Snape frowned. Although McGonagall is very capable, she is really not suitable for such a thing.

"Severus, I'll take care of Curiosity, trust me." Dumbledore didn't answer Snape's question, and interrupted the conversation directly.

"Okay, Dumbledore, I hope you don't become an old fool." Snape was familiar with Dumbledore, and knowing that he couldn't change Dumbledore's mind now, he could only leave silently.

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"Justin, what are you going to do next quarter?" Lester lay lazily on the bed and asked Justin who was on the opposite bed.

After Lester's lesson last time, Malfoy finally learned his lesson, and took the initiative to find an empty dormitory in Ravenclaw for Lester and Justin to live in.

"Spells class." Justin flipped through the class schedule, looked it up for a while, and said, "Professor Flitwick's class, I feel he is a capable wizard."

"Those who can be professors in Hogwarts are capable wizards, don't underestimate anyone"

"Including the treasure manager who lives near the Forbidden Forest?"

"Of course, don't you think Hagrid is very short?"

Justin was a little strange, and said: "But I see that he is dressed in tatters, and I heard from others that the big stupid guy was left by Dumbledore kindly, so he is obviously a big stupid guy."

"Oh!" Lester sighed helplessly.

Although Justin is obedient, he still sees things too one-sidedly.

Basically, no one who can mix in Hogwarts is a simple character. For example, Professor Sybill Trelawney who was kicked out during Umbridge's power, in the eyes of outsiders, she may be a She is a godmother, but Lester knows that she comes from the largest family of prophets in the magic world.

That is to say, Umbridge dared to expel Sybill Trelawney because he had the backing of the family in charge of the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, if you were to offend this professor, no one in his family would let you go.

"Let's go, let's go to class." Not knowing how to explain this to Justin, Lester shook his head helplessly.

Although he didn't understand what Lester said, Justin still walked to class with Lester.

In the corridor, Lester was about to go to the classroom, and saw a circle of people in front of the classroom.

Justin liked to join in the fun, so he hurriedly led Lester to squeeze past.

Looking at the crowd watching around, Lester also became interested.

The people who can have this kind of battle are usually those who can get some credit in Hogwarts, so there are so many people watching when they quarrel.

Sure enough, Lester leaned over to take a look, and saw the Lord.

Among the crowd, Harry, the savior, followed by his little brother Ron, was confronting Slytherin's brother Malfoy.

Behind Malfoy are the two generals, Goyle and Crabbe.

"Student, what's the matter? Why are these two still competing?" Lester casually pulled a classmate next to him.

That classmate was just watching the excitement, and was suddenly interrupted. He looked helpless, but when he saw that the person who pulled him seemed to be Lester, who was very famous in the first year of Hufflepuff, he immediately explained honestly. .

"The young master of the Malfoy family talked about the savior's parents, and then he talked about the savior's little follower's family, and then he got angry."

Hearing the information from the people who eat melons, Lester almost knows about this matter.

It must be that Malfoy's life has been too stable recently, so he is going to find trouble with the savior.

Not much, according to Lester's understanding of Malfoy, I told him about the Slytherin treasure before, he should be busy looking for the treasure now, why is it still time to trouble Harry?
Or, did Malfoy really find something with his nonsense?
There was still some time before the class started, so Lester and Justin were not in a hurry, and watched with interest from the crowd.

"Batou, it's meaningless for you to pretend to be here with me now, are you capable of going to the clock tower with me at 12 Midnight?"

"Horse manure, what do you bark here? Your father can follow the mysterious man to the Ministry of Magic to be a leader, and so can I, Harry Potter!"

(End of this chapter)

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