The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The morning class was over.

Everyone gathered in the Hogwarts Hall.

Before lunch started, a young figure holding a camera suddenly appeared.

He took a lot of photos of Argus with an old-fashioned camera.

Goyle and Crabbe looked unfriendly, stood up and walked towards the figure.

"Wait... wait a minute!" The young figure was frightened and took a few steps back, and hurriedly explained to several people.

"Mr. Grindelwald, my name is Colin Creevey, from Gryffindor."

"I just want to take a few photos with you to prove that I have met you."

"My father is a milkman, he has never seen a big figure in the magic world, so... so I want him to..."

"Okay, Goyle, Crabbe, don't be so nervous." Argus looked at the shy boy in front of him.

I remember Colin seems to be a fan of Harry, right?

How did he become my fan?

Although he was confused, Argus adjusted his mentality and expression quickly. After having experienced reporters from the Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet, it was not too easy for him to deal with a young wizard who had just entered school. .

Looking at Colin with a smile.

"Hello, Colin! Nice to meet you."

"You can take pictures, but you'd better say hello in advance next time."

"I often deal with some Slytherin affairs, sometimes it's not convenient to take pictures."

Colin lowered his head embarrassedly: "Sorry, Mr. Grindelwald, I don't know much about these, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"No, I was just chatting with a friend just now, it's okay." Argus poked Draco with his hand.

"Draco, help me take a photo with Colin, so that his family can be more assured."

"Really!"

Colin was very surprised and came to Argus without stopping, fearing that he would regret it.

Not far away at the Gryffindor long table.

Ron looked at Argus angrily at the sought-after Argus.

Holding a roll of tape in his hand, he wrapped his broken wand together.

"Evil Slytherin, always doing these things to win people's hearts!"

"It's just opening a few stores, what's so great about that!"

Just then, an owl flew in the sky.

Because it was noon and it was the first day of school, there was only this one owl in the whole college to deliver the letter.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention!

Crack!

Under the eyes of everyone, the owl fell heavily on the table basin in front of Ron.

All kinds of food were scattered all over the floor, attracting countless people to laugh.

"This bird is really stupid..."

Ron just finished speaking, and when he saw the red letter in the owl's mouth, his expression instantly became terrified.

He reached out and picked it up tremblingly.

"Another howler letter, good job Weasley!"

"Open it and let us hear what good things you have done again!"

"Why are you standing there, open it! Do you want to wait until class is over and go back to the dormitory to listen secretly!"

"..."

There were bursts of laughter from the crowd.

Ron had been ostracized in his first year and was used to it.

Ginny was different!

The little girl was shy to begin with, and when she encountered this kind of thing, she was so ashamed that she couldn't raise her head.

Ron looked ready to die, and tore open the Howler with his eyes closed.

The next second, Mrs. Molly's angry roar swept the entire Gryffindor table!

"Ronald Weasley!"

"How dare you steal your father's car without permission! I'm really mad at you!"

"Because of you, your father is now under investigation by the Ministry of Magic! This is all your fault!"

"If you dare to make trouble again, we will get you back immediately!"

Mrs. Molly's roar shook the plates on the table, and Ron, who was closest, even had tinnitus.

When she turned her head and aimed at Ginny, she was so scared that her face turned pale.

She was afraid that she would be scolded in front of countless people like Ron.

Fortunately, the expression of the Howler softened instantly.

"Dear Ginny, congratulations on getting into Gryffindor. Dad and I are proud of you!"

After saying that, he tore himself into pieces.

After a brief silence, the entire hall instantly turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Ginny couldn't stand the gazes of the people around her, her eyes turned red, and she rushed out of the door.

Percy glared at Ron fiercely, turned around and chased him.

There are six boys in the Weasley family, and only Ginny is a girl.

She is the youngest one!

Normally, everyone holds her in the palm of their hands. When has she ever suffered such grievances?

Even the Weasley twins with the best temper looked at Ron with a little more dissatisfaction.

At the Slytherin table, Argus looked at Draco helplessly and reminded him.

"Stop it, Draco, your smile is too obvious."

"Why!" Draco was dissatisfied.

"Last time at Flourish and Blotts, if it wasn't for him, how could my dad have lost so much face!"

"It's not that I don't allow you to laugh, it's that you're almost drooling from laughing."

"Ah!"

Draco hurriedly wiped it with a tissue.

After Ron's speech, everyone had almost finished their lunch.

Agus and others were also preparing to go to the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

As usual, Agus would definitely sit in the first row.

But today, the front row of the classroom was almost completely occupied by little witches.

They were excitedly discussing the legendary experience of Gilderoy Lockhart.

A group of male wizards sat in the back row with disdain.

"Agus is here!"

"Hurry, I'll move closer to you and make room for Argus!"

"No, why? Why don't you sit a little further inside? I want to sit with Argus, too!"

When the little witches saw Argus, their eyes lit up and they pushed each other in their seats.

"No need to squeeze. Draco and I can just sit in the back row."

If it was in other classes, Argus might have squeezed with them.

But forget about Lockhart's class.

It's better to read more books than to listen to his lectures!

Not long after, Gilderoy Lockhart appeared in front of everyone in a light yellow robe.

His golden hair was neatly combed.

There were only two words written all over his body.

Show-off!

"Introduce yourself!" Lockhart put his hands on the handrail of the stairs and smiled narcissistically.

"I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher... Gilderoy Lockhart!"

"I am also a third-class medalist of the Order of Merlin, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and the five-time winner of the Most Charming Smile Award from Wizard Weekly."

"But I am a low-key person and never advertise it. I don't drive away the Wanlun ghost with a smile!"

As he said, he winked at the portrait.

Unfortunately, his self-proclaimed perfect opening remarks did not achieve the expected effect.

Except for the little witch in the front row who showed admiration, no one else paid any attention to him.

Lockhart's face was much thicker than Yags felt.

Even if the whole audience was silent, his smile remained unchanged.

Pulling out a stack of papers from the podium.

"I see that you bought my complete works, very good."

"Today's class might as well start with a small test!"

As he said, he handed out the test paper in his hand.

"Don't worry, just check whether you have read the book carefully!"

"See how many you can answer correctly!"