Chapter 273： Confiscated things

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Felix walked down the spiral staircase with nothing in his hands, as he always did, unlike other professors who carried books and test papers with him.

He heard Lupin's voice as he passed the office of the castle keeper on the first floor.

"...I'm sorry to trouble you. If you can find it, please let me know."

Lu Ping's thin figure came out of the office and passed Felix, "Hello, Professor Haipu." He was shocked and said with a smile.

"Hello, Professor Lupin, you look good." Felix replied.

When he left, Felix knocked on the door of Filch's office. "Mr. Filch, are you there?" The door was pushed open, and Filch's face appeared from the shadows, a pair of goldfish eyes. Staring at him.

"Professor Haipu, I thought..." He muttered, leaving the door open, and Felix followed. It was a rather small room, next to the foyer of the castle.

There are no windows in the room, and it looks dim and cramped even in the daytime. The only light source is a green lantern hanging from the ceiling. There are many wooden file cabinets lined up on the surrounding walls, some of which are already full. Penetrating the corners of the yellow-haired old parchment in the cracks.

There were a few chairs in the office, but Felix had no idea of ​​sitting down. He implicitly imposed an air-freshening curse on himself, finally getting rid of the ubiquitous fishy smell.

Felix looked at each other with a scrawny cat on the table, whose eyes were big, bulging, and shiny.

"She looks very human." Felix said.

Filch was very pleased that he used the word "she", and his jaw trembled and said, "You will never find a cat smarter than her. If you want me to say, it is more like a human, even better than a human... at least She will not violate school rules and will help you."

Felix listened patiently to him how Mrs. Loris patrolled the corridors alone (cat?). He didn't answer until Filch was out of breath, "But she seems to be malnourished."

Filch's throat was dumb, and it seemed that no one had ever asked this question before. He faltered and said: "She is a bit picky, I persuaded her, but she only eats fried fish that I made..."

"I have some nutrients here, the formula is very clever, the key is that there is no harm." Felix said, his right hand flicked the ring on his left hand, a square wooden box appeared in his hand.

He opened the lid of the box, glanced slightly, and said with some regret: "Only half left..."

Filch said hesitantly, "Lolise doesn't necessarily like—" He took out a small glass bottle from the square wooden box, opened the stopper, and a strange fragrance diffused, diminishing the fishy smell in the house. .

Mrs. Loris immediately raised her head and stared at the glass bottle with an expression of eagerness.

But it didn't move, but looked up at Filch, and Filch said, "It's okay, Loris, drink."

The cat immediately made a oozing cry, leaped off the table, ran to the owner quickly, stuck out his tongue and licked the bright red liquid in the bottle, and stretched out contentedly until he finished licking the last drop. A lazy waist made a "purr" sound.

Filch's eyes were shining strangely, and he couldn't help but said, "Loris has never been like this. She is dismissive of the pet shop's tonics."

Felix explained with a smile: "The formula comes from a potion master who won the Merlin Class II Medal. It was left by Professor Bellby. Although he made it casually, the effect is definitely far better than the products on the market."

"That formula—"

"I can give it to you, the configuration method is very simple, you don't even need to use a magic wand, but some dragon blood may be used."

"It's nothing." Filch said quickly.

"Do you have parchment paper here?"

"Yes—" Filch opened the drawer quickly and turned out a stack of blank parchment. Felix hooked his finger and let a piece of parchment float in front of him. As he watched, the paper appeared automatically. A smooth string of letters.

During this process, Filch kept staring at the parchment in the air, twisting his knuckled hands together. Felix asked casually: "By the way, I just saw Professor Lupin."

"Yes." Filch repeated unconsciously.

"He's here—"

"Begging for something to be confiscated," Filch said, his eyes still fixed on the parchment. "Professor Haipu, don't blame me for instigating...he is not a good person."

"Why do you say that?"

Filch woke up. He glanced at the door warily, and said in a low voice, "He was dishonest when he was in school, he loved breaking school rules... Of course not as many as his two friends, but I can recognize him, he is The one who had the bad idea."

He looked at Felix and complimented: "Unlike you, you were a decent person in school—"

Felix said amusedly: "I had a lot of trouble when I was in school."

Filch said slyly: "It's not the same—sir, it's not the same. You never cause trouble to other people unless the trouble finds you first." He pointed to the file cabinet by the wall. "There is a drawer there. It belongs to them—Lupin and his interesting friends, if it weren’t for Hogwarts’ abolition of corporal punishment..."

He muttered dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Pringle caught up in a good time, unlike me, oh, Pringle is a former castle keeper, he left a lot of tools, I keep them.

Felix looked at the carefully wiped iron chain hanging on the wall and shook his head. It made sense for the little wizards to hate Filch. He knew early on that Filch liked to punish students physically, even if the physical punishment was abolished, the mental punishment remained.

And Filch is trying his best to promote and develop this skill.

"Mr. Filch, you just said that Professor Lupin came over to get his things back—"

"Yes, ten years ago, he and his friends wandered around. I interrogated them and found a suspicious, layered parchment from them. I suspected that there was a secret hidden in it. So it was confiscated."

Filch said, half of his face twitched, "You don't know how bad they are. After the parchment was confiscated, they still looked indifferent," he said viciously, "They must think I can't crack the above. I’ll throw it away so they can pick it up secretly, but—I don’t have it. Instead, I kept it and locked it in a drawer."

"Where is the parchment now given to Professor Lupin?" Felix asked curiously.

"... Lost," Filch said discouragedly. "I don't remember when it was lost. Maybe they took it by themselves."

"But what you said, Professor Lu Ping came over to ask..."

"Who knows, maybe his friend didn't tell him, or other little wizards stole it from me over the years." Filch said regretfully.

The parchment fell down in mid-air, and Felix handed the formula to Filch, "please put it away."

"thanks, thanks--"

"You're welcome, Mr. Filch, I also got what I wanted."

Filch looked at him in surprise, and Felix smiled: "Look, isn't Mrs. Lorice very satisfied?" He pointed to the cat at his feet, which was rubbing lazily against his trousers. .