The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The time flies, and Christmas is here.

Hogwarts is full of joy and festive atmosphere.

There has been no petrification incident for nearly two months, and many young wizards have forgotten about it.

At the same time, Professor Sprout's mandrake cultivation is also coming to an end.

But Argus knows that the basilisk is far from over.

The current joy is just the calm before the storm.

Dumbledore's savior game is about to reach its climax.

"Argus, look, the Gryffindor people are playing some disgusting tricks again!"

Hermione's disgusted voice pulled Argus's thoughts back from afar.

Looking closely, a large group of Gryffindor members were making faces at Harry.

Their words were full of mockery.

In the past, they were worried that Harry, as the heir of Slytherin, would petrify them, but with the intervention of the Aurors and a long period of peaceful life.

This worry has long disappeared.

It has turned into unbridled bullying!

However, this is also an old tradition of Gryffindor.

It is reasonable that the son should pay for the debts of his father's deeds.

"Hehehe! What are you doing!"

Lockhart came from not far away and dispersed the Gryffindor students.

He had suspected that Harry was the heir of Slytherin before, but he changed his mind.

When Mrs. Norris was in trouble, Harry was by his side, so where would he have the time to mess around with so many things?

Besides, Harry was an important candidate for him to get attention at Hogwarts.

Compared with such rumors, he felt that his reputation was more important!

For most students, the professor's authority is quite great.

After hearing Lockhart's words, the students dispersed.

Lockhart walked to Harry and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't take it to heart, Harry!"

"You know, if you want to become a celebrity in the wizarding world, you have to endure all kinds of looks."

Harry was reluctant to pay attention to him, but now, apart from Lockhart, it seems that not many people are willing to talk to him.

"Argus, were you also..."

Hermione looked at Harry and suddenly remembered that Argus was also misunderstood as the heir of Slytherin for a period of time.

Moreover, that period was the most serious stage of the incident.

The pressure Argus was under at that time may be much greater than that of Harry now.

While he was misunderstood by countless people outside, he was thinking about how to roll inward and how to surpass him in the library.

This made the little witch of Ravenclaw feel extremely guilty.

Argus looked at Hermione's worried eyes, and a long-lost idea of ​​joking came to his mind.

Pretending to sigh, he said, "Yes, I was really tortured at that time."

"No one wants to talk to me. Everyone avoids me like a dark wizard."

"Especially a little witch who doesn't even look at me."

"That's not the case, Argus!"

Hearing this, Hermione felt even more guilty.

She hurriedly opened her mouth to explain, but met Argus's half-smile.

She immediately realized that she had been fooled!

She was angry and walked forward.

She kept blaming herself for not using her brain.

With Argus's reputation in Slytherin, let alone saying that he was not the heir of Slytherin.

Even if he really was, the people of Slytherin would probably not be afraid of him at all.

They would even be more excited!

Not far away, Harry saw Argus's figure and also remembered that Argus had been misunderstood as the heir of Slytherin.

They were both misunderstood, but their situations were completely opposite.

Harry was bullied in every possible way, but Argus had no one who dared to speak loudly to him!

Even the Slytherins respected him more!

This puzzled him and made him feel a little aggrieved.

You are misunderstood in the same way, why are you still the same as before?

I have to endure the bullying of others!

Is it because you are the head?

Can the head be different?

Unfortunately, he probably won't have the chance to ask Argus in person.

...

Argus caught up with Hermione and coaxed the little witch for a long time before she calmed down.

"Hermione, are you going home this Christmas?"

"Of course!" Hermione looked at Argus as if she was looking at a fool.

Her expression seemed to say, where else can I go if I don't go home?

"I mean, do you want to bring your parents to experience Christmas in the wizarding world?"

"For the past few decades, they have been in the Muggle world. Maybe they will be better if they change to another place.

It will feel more novel."

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Hermione was also somewhat tempted.

Indeed, they have been doing the same old routine every Christmas these years.

Once or twice is fine, but after a long time, it will feel a little boring.

It may be a good choice to come to the wizarding world to experience it.

"Will nothing happen to them?"

Hermione was still a little worried.

"Just let them feel the atmosphere, not let them live here."

"With you by their side, nothing will happen. "

Argus smiled and comforted.

He actually invited Hermione's parents with some selfish motives.

Hermione's parents are dentists.

In the UK, dentists are high-income people, and there are many business elites among their patients.

They have been working in the business world for many years, and they know much more about the twists and turns than I, a half-baked person.

I was able to develop the Saints to the current state, mostly relying on various business experiences in my previous life.

But these experiences can only be used to control some directions, and many specific details still require professional knowledge to analyze.

Argus also thought about using magic to make some Muggle business elites work for him.

But It is too risky to do so.

Almost all of these business elites have a large number of connections. Once problems arise, the impact on the Muggle world is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

The noise caused by that time will be much greater than that of Harry and his flying car!

The long-term layout of the Saints will fail.

In desperation, Argus can only adopt this compromise method, contacting some business elites through Hermione's parents, and learning from them in the name of business cooperation.

Anyway, the currency of the Muggle world is no different from waste paper to them.

As long as you want to do it, there are many ways!

"Wait for me to go back and discuss it with them."

"I have never experienced Christmas in the wizarding world, so it's just right to go with them!"

"If it's too late, stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a night."

Hermione became excited, and her steps were unconsciously brisk.

Argus smiled and shook his head: "You go to Diagon Alley, and I can still let you stay at the Leaky Cauldron? "

"If it's really too late, just go to my place, or Saints also have many manors, just ask the house elves to clean up."

"We'll talk about it when the time comes, I'll discuss it with my parents when I get home." Hermione didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't stop smiling.

"I'll find you when I get to Diagon Alley!"

"It's a deal?"

"It's a deal!"