Argus Filch Mrs Norris Novels & Stories

“Mr. Ferguson ordered me not to go upstairs and disturb them. Ms. Stanton is treating him coldly, but I think she’s faking it. She’s just playing hard to get…” The nanny, Lucy, deliberately lowered her voice. “Click—” The kitchen suddenly lit up. Lucy stood up in shock and dropped the phone to the ground in a panic. At the moment the screen dimmed, Nicole saw the name on it. Madam Ferguson. ‘So… She’s on the phone with Quinn…’ Nicole thought.

Nora gulped silently when she saw the rage on the vice principal’s face, which was almost identical to Alex. Snapping the pen on the table, he stood angrily and pointed at Nora. “Didn’t I already give you a warning? Why can’t you stop making trouble for this school?” Nora rebuked. “Sir, please don’t accuse me falsely. Can you at least tell me what have I done?” As far as she remembered, she had been obediently staying far, far away from both Charlie and Alex Rivera. So what was he fussing about? “You don’t know? Then how do you explain this” Charlie picked up a stack of papers and tossed it at Nora.

Miss Vera's huge burst for a second distracted everyone's attention from the impending threat as they all gawked at the enormous size of it with watery mouths. "Ahem!" Miss Charlotte cleared her throat snapping everyone's attention, "Don't just stand there, get going and take a human student unconscious with you," She said with a frown unable to explain why the strange magical atmosphere only affected the human students. And as ordered, the students followed Miss Vera with a human student on their backs and arms.

Just from her aura, you could tell she was strict and mean. "O, you know who she reminds me of? That principal in Matilda." Nero said, and I could see the resemblance. She smiled, and it was such a fake smile. I would hate this woman even if she didn’t work here. There was just something evil about her. "Rik and Rain, am I correct?" We nodded our heads. "I am Myrtle, I am in charge of this school. Can I offer you both a beverage?" I shook my head and took my water bottle out of my bag. "Thank you though."

"Come back!" The other students are hesitant at first, but when they see my face, they all return. We gather on the street, Brynn and Gregory included. "Who are you?" I ask the woman. "My name is Nora." She sticks her wand in her belt. "I used to be a teacher at your school." My knees shake. Thank God we've finally found someone who can help! "You might know my niece," Nora says. "Winter Grace." My spirits fall a little. "Oh."

Philip approached Nora in the middle of the stairs. The servant shook her head. Her face was still deathly pale. "I don't know. She threw something at the door. Was it a pillow? But it made a very loud sound. It looked like something much heavier." Philip frowned. His gaze was fixed straight at a door. He was indeed afraid that something bad would happen. That's why he followed. "Okay, thank you. Please don't report it to the others. Let them eat in peace." Nora nodded. While the girl continued running, Philip approached the trolley.

In all honesty, I had nothing to say to that without sounding rude. I thanked him for the ride and dragged my exhausted body inside, passing by a vehicle parked right in front that I don’t recognize as one of I or Alex’s. I planned on asking Giles about the strange car. Once I got in, I couldn’t seem to shake off a nagging feeling in my guts. The atmosphere seemed unusually tense and It made me feel freaking unsettled. My suspicions seemed to be confirmed when I saw Nora and another maid rushing with a tea kettle and the other had a tray of crackers. “Nora, is someone around?”

“Alright, send it to my email right away.” “Yes, sir.” He ended the call and focused on the email that had just come in. “What is it, Nigel?” Draco asked sharply. Nigel handed his phone to Draco. “Sir, look—there’s a suspicious man using your private elevator.” Draco studied the man, narrowing his eyes. “Nigel, I feel like I’ve seen this man before.” Nigel nodded, eyes fixed on Draco. “That man in the CCTV footage is Mr. Danny Fergie’s assistant. I recognize his face, sir.”

Max’s sudden attention felt like a trap wrapped in charm. I could still feel his eyes burning into my back as we walked away, that prickling sensation that made my skin crawl. Before I could forget, Nora added, “Oh, before I forget, Mr. Mike wants to see you in his office.” Mr. Mike one of the quietest English professors we had, the type who observed more than he spoke. “Okay, but why?” I asked, anxiety bubbling up. Nora shrugged. “I really don’t know. Good luck.”

Nora sat at her kitchen table at midnight with Sophie across from her and Ethan on the phone and looked at the screenshot Briggs had sent to Ethan who had forwarded it to her and felt the particular disorientation of a threat arriving from a direction she had not anticipated. The woman in the screenshot was younger than Diana. Mid fifties perhaps. Dark coat. Hair pulled back. Standing at the buzzer panel with her face slightly turned toward the camera as if she was aware of it and had decided not to care. "I do not know her," Nora said. "Neither do I," Ethan said on the phone. "Briggs is running the image now." Sophie leaned across and looked at the screenshot. "She does not look threatening