You Can Always Trust Azkaban's Talent

As Lester was flipping through the assignments for several important subjects, he heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Lester knew who it was and said without looking up.

Then, Victor, his face beaming with smiles, pushed open the door and entered, saying ingratiatingly, "Lord Lai, you wanted to see me?"

Lester didn't reply, but threw his homework in front of Victor and said irritably:

"Victor, you're a professor at our Azkaban Vocational Technical College, not a paparazzi taking photos. Are you out of your mind? What the hell are you doing taking photos of Harry Potter?!"

The prisoners of Azkaban are incredibly audacious. While Sang Biao and his gang were tasked with carrying out terrorist attacks, Victor and Scarface were actually secretly filming Harry Potter.

Keep in mind that Harry Potter is now a darling of Dumbledore's faction, even though you can see him everywhere at Hogwarts.

It would be difficult for other people outside the school to see it, after all, it's Hogwarts with Dumbledore in charge.

"Lord Lai, I have my reasons!" Victor said with a pained expression, telling Lester about Sirius.

"We have a serious offender ward in Azkaban Prison..."

"You mean, Sirius traded his dog hair for a picture of Harry Potter, and it's still highly sought after in Azkaban?"

Lester felt like his worldview had been constantly being challenged all day. He thought the prisoners' homework was absurd enough, but he never expected that Sirius would come out as well.

Sirius of the Order of the Phoenix, Bella of the Death Eaters, and a whole host of pure-blooded die-hard fans of Voldemort.

These people were all kept in the hardened criminal section of Azkaban; they didn't cause trouble, and Lester didn't bother with them.

Bella's Death Eaters were undoubtedly his number one enemy.

Once Voldemort is resurrected, who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause.

Therefore, he certainly couldn't let them get away with it. If it weren't for setting a trap for Voldemort, he would have already killed those scum Death Eaters.

Bella and her gang of scum can have sex, but Sirius can't!

Of course, even if it's the inhuman Sirius, we can't just release him directly.

Each serves their own master. Harry Potter is Dumbledore's man, so Sirius will definitely side with Dumbledore.

The best approach now is to maintain the current model, without personally getting involved, and let Victor, Scarface, and Sirius make the deal.

Seeing that Lester had no interest in learning about Sirius, Victor wisely refrained from bringing it up again.

So Victor said sheepishly, "Lord Lai, with Dog Bro... no, with Sirius's fur, I've really made quite a few discoveries."

"For example, this is my newly developed Battle Wand, which also has a Transformation Charm casting function. With the supply of the Life Spring Water, it can cast Transfiguration without any obstacles."

As he spoke, Victor enthusiastically took out a dark brown wand.

It looked like a magic wand at first glance, but when Lester took it, he was surprised to find that it was actually a metal wand!

"Lord Lai, you can give it a try," Victor said smugly. "You just need to put whatever you want in your mouth, and it can transform into anything. But right now, it can only transform into inanimate objects; if it wants to transform into a living thing, it can only transform into a big black dog!"

Lester immediately became interested, and facing his desk, he raised his wand and said calmly, "Transform into a door."

In an instant, the octagonal table in front of Lester disappeared, replaced by a very heavy wooden door.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lester's eyes. He had clearly sensed that he had only used a trace of magic to activate the wand.

Victor explained opportunely, "Lord Lai, we can easily find a bunch of Squib and train them into an army."

"I've studied it. This wand can be used not only by wizards but also by Squib. As long as there is magic within the body, it can be used."

"Anyone with magic can use it?" Lester's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't this exactly what Filch was supposed to have?

Lester handed the wand back to Victor and said calmly, "Victor, do you have a wand that can cast life-type magic?"

"Life magic?" Victor was somewhat taken aback. What would Lord Lai need this kind of wand for?

"Yes, yes," Victor nodded quickly, reaching into his Undetectable Extension Bag and rummaging around before pulling out a wand.

Unlike the latest Battle Wand, this wand looks extremely dilapidated and is not made of metal, but rather of wood.

"Lord Lai, this is a secondhand wand I modified. It can't be used to cast other spells anymore, but it can be used to cast everyday magic without any problems. It's a defective product."

Lester took his wand, made Scourgify gesture towards the corner, and shouted, "Scourgify!"

A moment later, the corner that had been covered in dust became spotless.

Lester nodded in satisfaction. This wand, even Squib, was usable, and its tattered state was perfect for Filch.

"Victor, your invention is excellent and deserves praise!" Lester exclaimed happily.

"Your research funding will be increased by three times, and you'll receive a university-wide commendation. Keep up the good work, I have high hopes for you!"

"Thank you, Lord Lai, thank you, Lord Lai!" Victor was overjoyed.

Scarface next door has already started researching bioweapons, and his wand can even turn into small animals. He thought he'd be scolded by Lord Lai, but unexpectedly...

Despite being overjoyed, Victor hadn't lost his senses. Seeing Lester put the broken wand into his pocket, Victor quickly said...

"Lord Lai, this wand is defective; it'll break in a few weeks. Would you like me to make you a new, better one?"

"It'll break after a few weeks?" Lester was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile.

It's a good thing it broke after a few weeks. He was worried that Filch would turn his back on him after getting the wand, although the probability of that was very small.

Now that the wand is broken, Lester can rest easy; Filch will be completely at his mercy!

After putting away the broken wand, Lester called Sang Biao over and gave him a few instructions, then had Kaka take him back to Hogwarts.

It was late at night when Lester returned to Hogwarts. After a long day of running around, Lester quickly washed up and went to sleep.

On Sunday, while the other young wizards were still sleeping in late in their dormitories, Lester and Malfoy came out early.

"Lester, you actually managed to do it!" Malfoy patiently cast Cleaning Charm on the stains in the corridor, feeling the magic of his wand.

It's so interesting that he cast Cleaning Charm without consuming his magic power.

Two unfortunate kids are going to be put in solitary confinement today; in fact, not just today, but for the next month.

But Lester and Malfoy weren't worried at all, because they had it!

Playing with his tattered wand, Malfoy transformed into a magical turret, unleashing a fierce attack on every corner of the corridor with Cleaning Charm!

The young wizards had limited magic power and couldn't cast Cleaning Charm indefinitely, so now that he had the chance, he naturally wanted to have some fun.

As they walked, Lester and Malfoy arrived near Filch's office.

At the office door, Filch stood gazing longingly towards the Slytherin Common Room, his expectant look making Ron Weasley feel nauseous.

Finally, a hint of joy flashed across Filch's face when he saw Lester and Malfoy.

However, when he saw Malfoy frantically casting spells with his wand, Filch's face immediately turned ashen, like a dead horse.

He hated it most when little wizards cast spells in front of him; the feeling made him so jealous that he wanted to undergo a qualitative change and separate from them.

Seeing Filch's grim expression, Ron Weasley secretly rejoiced.

"Young Master Malfoy, you..." Filch was initially quite displeased, but since he needed a favor, he reluctantly went up to greet him.

As soon as he entered, Filch froze on the spot.

Malfoy was indeed casting a spell, and it was the Cleaning Charm he had always dreamed of, but... he wasn't using his own wand.

Filch wasn't blind or stupid; he knew how magnificent and exquisite Malfoy's wands were, and that a pure-blooded young master like him wouldn't use such a broken wand.

Upon seeing Filch, Malfoy's eyes lit up, and he casually handed over his broken wand, saying without a care:

"Here you go, the Squib Wand that you requested."

Filch: "..."