Harry Potter: Transmigrated Detective Link

"Filch?" Link said with some surprise.

At this moment, appearing before his eyes, was precisely Filch who had previously already left.

The current Filch looked somewhat weak. He was holding the stiff Mrs. Norris, crouched in the corner, looking half-dead. But upon hearing Link's voice, Filch shivered and instantly bounced up from the ground.

"Mr. Flamel? Sorry, I scared you." Filch looked very nervous. As he spoke, his free hand kept rubbing his sleeve.

"Why are you here?" Link nodded and asked.

He somewhat wanted to persuade Filch to go back. That diary contained a fragment of Voldemort's soul, which harbored strong hostility toward non-pureblood wizards. For a Squib like Filch to wander around the castle in the middle of the night was actually very dangerous.

"It's… it's like this, just now Headmaster Dumbledore mentioned the mandrake issue. I just wanted to wait for them to come out and then ask when exactly the potion could be ready, after all, Mrs. Norris… Mrs. Norris, she… wuwu!" Filch broke down in tears halfway through his words while hugging Mrs. Norris.

And seeing this, even though he was still under Occlumency, Link still felt some emotion.

People who've never owned a cat can probably never understand what Filch was feeling at that moment. The feeling of losing a beloved pet really is enough to make someone suffocate.

Moreover, to Filch, Mrs. Norris was more than just a pet, she was a true friend, even family. A family member who would accompany him, help him work (referring to catching students out of bed), and wouldn't mock him for being a Squib.

Link sighed and began to hesitate again. Because at this moment, he actually had two bottles of finished Mandrake Restorative Potion in his hand.

These were magical potions Link had specially prepared during summer vacation, anticipating a possible battle with Arkham.

But the stock of mandrakes in the UK was really too low, so Link had gone through a lot of trouble to get only two bottles. If he gave one to Filch now, it might not be enough later in an emergency.

Moreover, Professor Sprout was already cultivating mandrakes. Strictly speaking, Filch just needed to wait a bit longer.

After persuading himself for a while, the compassion that had risen in Link's heart was gradually suppressed again by the coldness of Occlumency.

However, at this moment, Link saw Filch bite his teeth, as if making a big decision, and bow deeply to him while saying, "Mr. Flamel, I must apologize to you! Clearly… clearly, you are a noble person, but I misunderstood you earlier! I really deserve to die!"

After saying this, Filch even slapped himself. The force was so strong that it made him sway a bit, and his face instantly swelled.

Seeing this, Link painfully closed his eyes. This whole dramatic act from Filch just brought back the pity that Link had tried so hard to suppress.

"All right, all right! I get it!" Link impatiently scratched his hair, pulled a small stone bottle from his pocket, and shoved it into Filch's arms. "Hurry, take it!"

"This is?"

"The Mandrake Restorative Potion you wanted. I just happened to have a portion!"

"This… this really works?" Filch asked doubtfully.

Hearing that, Link's eyes widened and he reached out to snatch the bottle back.

But Filch moved faster. He bit open the wooden stopper and poured all the potion into Mrs. Norris's mouth.

Immediately, a magical scene occurred. Faint electric light flowed across Mrs. Norris's body, and her stiff form suddenly softened again.

"Meow~"

A weak meow came from Filch's arms. Seeing this, Filch burst into tears, tightly hugging Mrs. Norris and sobbing loudly.

But this act clearly angered Mrs. Norris. She let out a strange cry, slapped him with her paw, then jumped out of his arms and began licking her fur on her own.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! Mr. Flamel!"

After getting scratched, Filch seemed to transfer his emotional outburst onto Link and cried while rushing toward him.

Seeing this, Link dodged sideways, gave Mrs. Norris a complicated look, and then said to Filch with disdain, "All right, I didn't do this for your thanks. Go back quickly. Hogwarts hasn't been very peaceful lately. Night patrols should be stopped for now!"

With that, Link turned and continued walking toward the common room.

Too many things had happened tonight. He needed to sort them out. However, he had only taken a few steps when Filch's voice came again from behind him.

"Wait! Mr. Flamel!" Link turned his head and saw Filch staring at him with red eyes, looking at him with determination.

"To thank you! I have something I want to show you!"

"Oh? What is it?"

"It can't be explained clearly in just a few words. You'll understand once you see it."

Hearing this, Link fell silent. He suspected that Filch might have discovered some clue related to Arkham or that mysterious person.

After all, Filch was probably the person who understood Hogwarts best apart from Dumbledore.It was completely normal for him to discover something.

Thinking this way, Link finally nodded. "Then let's go have a look."

Half an hour later, Link followed Filch and Mrs. Norris to the eighth floor of Hogwarts. This was where Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick's offices were, and normally, hardly anyone came here. Because this place was really far from the Great Hall.

Even Filch, who had the duty of cleaning the castle, rarely came here. That could be seen from the dust accumulating in the hallway corners.

"We're here."

Along with Filch's lowered voice, Link also stopped walking.

In front of him now was a tapestry, which showed a brown-haired wizard and a troll holding a large club. Judging from the image, the troll seemed to be hitting the wizard's head with the club.

"This?" Link looked at Filch in confusion.

He really couldn't figure out what secrets might be hidden in this image.

Seeing this, an awkward look flashed across Filch's face. He pointed to the wall opposite the tapestry and said, "Uh, Mr. Flamel, what I want to show you is this."

"You're not joking with me, are you? There's clearly nothing here!"

"There's a very mysterious space hidden here. It will respond to any request from someone in need. Whenever it appears, it's always arranged to perfectly meet the needs of the person asking for help. I can swear on my mother. You just need to walk past this wall three times while thinking about the space you need, and it will appear."

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