The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them were caught by the police.

"No, Filch, it's not what you think!"

Harry panicked.

At this moment, he was like a piece of yellow mud in his crotch.

No matter how he explained it, it was unclear!

The students of Hogwarts had already suspected him because of his Parseltongue, and this time he was caught by Filch again.

Once might be a coincidence, but you were there twice, plus Slytherin's iconic Parseltongue.

You said you are not the heir? Who would believe it!

Filch did the same, and didn't care what Harry said.

He turned around and called Professor McGonagall, who was closest to him.

Professor McGonagall's face was more nervous than ever before.

So much so that when he walked, his arms were shaking!

"Professor! I swear I didn't do it."

Harry had a complicated expression.

At this point, he was not sure what attitude Professor McGonagall would have towards him.

Professor McGonagall did not beat Harry to death like Filch did.

Sigh.

"This matter is no longer something I can handle."

"Come with me, I'll take you to see Headmaster Dumbledore."

...

Dumbledore originally wanted to conceal it for Harry.

But Filch had already determined that his own Mrs. Norris was attacked by Harry.

Not to mention that Harry and Ron tried to frame his respected Mr. Grindelwald!

Thanks to him.

The next morning.

The news of Justin's attack spread throughout Hogwarts.

As soon as Argus entered the Hogwarts Hall, he heard the Weasley twins hugging Harry's left and right shoulders to amuse him.

"Hey, our evil dark wizard, the heir of Slytherin is here!"

"Be careful, don't let the dark wizard target you!"

Although Argus knew they were joking and tried to use this method to ease the impact of this incident on Harry.

But given Harry's current situation, he was obviously in no mood to play with them.

Just as Argus was thinking about what to eat this morning, Snape's voice sounded from behind him.

"Starting today, continue to come here every afternoon to deal with potions."

After saying that, regardless of whether Argus agreed or not, he turned around and walked towards his office.

The surrounding Slytherin members heard this and looked at Argus with sympathy.

"Argus, when did you make the dean unhappy again?"

"Do you want me to ask my father to plead for you?"

Draco whispered in his ear.

For them, being called to Snape's office to deal with potions is a very severe punishment.

"I didn't offend him. Didn't I handle it for him last year?"

"I guess he thinks I'm easy to use." Argus shrugged and didn't think anything of it.

Outside, the opportunity to learn from a potion master is something that many people would beg for.

Although this master is a bit venomous, Argus has long been accustomed to it after a year of torture.

Time came to the afternoon.

Argus knocked on the door and walked out of Snape's office like last year.

Snape was brewing potions.

The crucible made a gurgling sound.

Argus didn't make a sound. Seeing the scattered Babo tubers on the ground, he silently picked up the dragon leather gloves next to him.

Sitting aside, squeezing out the pus inside.

"Press a little bit from the bottom, don't squeeze the abscess directly."

"It's easy to make the pus inside spray out."

"I don't want to have no time to send you to the school infirmary!"

"Got it, Dean." Argus followed Snape's method and gently squeezed the slug-like roots under the Babo tuber.

Puff!

The pus sprayed out and fell into the wooden barrel at hand.

When everything was done, it was almost dinner time.

"Dean, everything is done."

Argus took off the dragon leather gloves and put them on the table beside him.

Snape walked up and took a quick look, nodded to show that he was quite satisfied.

Pulled out a bottle of potion from the hole in the table and threw it at Argus.

Argus didn't react for a while, until he met Snape's cold eyes and thought clearly.

Got it!

It's the reward for beating Harry last time!

What a pity, if I had known there was a reward, I would have been more vicious.

Maybe I can get Snape's Half-Blood Prince's Notebook!

Argus is really envious of Snape's Half-Blood Prince's Notebook in the original book.

Not only does it have sneak attack skills like the Shadowless Strike, but it also has the real experience of the potion master.

Even Harry can make a series of complex potions with it, not to mention others!

If it were in the pure-blood family

Family, definitely belongs to the foundation!

After leaving Snape's office, Argus took out the potion given by Snape and shook it up and down.

The transparent liquid flickered with a strange light under the light of the fire.

"High-quality Felix Felicis!"

"If this thing is placed outside, I'm afraid you can't even buy it!"

Argus had experienced Felix Felicis during the last battle with Voldemort last year.

It seems useless, but it actually affects everything.

The rocks falling from the top of the head, the dust raised by the battle.

It always affects Voldemort's spells in various inconspicuous forms.

In the original book, D.A even drank a small sip before the battle, so that all the spells cast on them were slightly off.

More importantly, Felix Felicis can improve a person's ability to control emotions, allowing the user to not be controlled by emotions and enter an extremely calm state.

Ensure that the user can make accurate judgments in any situation.

"Everyone knows that I went to Snape's office this afternoon. If I show up in the cafeteria, my presence should be enough."

Agus walked to the Hogwarts Hall and returned to the dormitory after dinner.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, he took out the Marauder's Map.

Using the secret passage, he quietly came to Hogsmeade Village.

A phantom displaced.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already outside the Saint's Manor.

Squeak!

Agus pushed open the door and Vita was already waiting in the living room.

There were a lot of documents on the desk.

"Aunt Vita, I won't be here for long this time. I have to leave before dawn."

"So let's make it short."

"Something happened at Hogwarts. Several students have been petrified."

"But Dumbledore has no countermeasures and doesn't even plan to announce it to British wizards."

"This is a good opportunity for us to hit his reputation."

"Give the news to Fudge?" Vita reacted quickly and guessed what Argus was thinking.

"That's right. As long as we pass the news to him, he will handle it himself without us having to do anything."

"Will this arouse Dumbledore's suspicion?"

"No, this matter is almost public news at Hogwarts. Who knows if any little wizard told his parents when writing a letter." Argus shook his head.

"Dumbledore can't check the students' letters one by one, right?"

"As for Lucius, I reminded him last time."

"I guess he will be smarter this time."

"Understood." Vita nodded.

"It's getting late. I prepared some midnight snacks for you. Would you like some?"

"Uh... No, I'm not very hungry..."

Gurgle...