The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Hermione was very satisfied with the compliment.

I feel like I have finally seen the results of the books I memorized in the past two days.

He looked at Yagus quite proudly.

Professor Sprout, who had finished teaching basic knowledge, clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to look over.

"Next, I'm going to teach you how to deal with Tiao Tiao Gen."

“If you don’t want the juice from jumping roots to splash on your hands and it will itch for several days, wear gloves!”

After everyone completed the task as requested by the professor, Professor Sprout gave them a jumping root one by one.

"Well done, little wizards."

"Now, gently pick up the bottom of the jumping root. Be careful. The jumping root is very sensitive. It may pop out of your hand with a little force."

Yagus had been exposed to these plants a lot when he was earning achievements in the past, and it was easy to deal with the jumping roots.

It was different when it was Hermione's turn.

Although she has read many books, she has never had any close contact with them.

What's more, how can things on paper compare with reality!

As soon as I held Tiaotiaogen, I felt the object in my palm jump violently!

"ah!"

Hermione screamed and almost threw the jumping root out of her hand.

A white and tender palm appeared on the back of her hand, softly soothing her trembling palm.

"Don't be nervous, relax!"

Argus's voice floated behind her.

His voice seemed to have some kind of magic, making Hermione unconsciously calm.

"Yes, gently, like a small animal."

"Put it in a flower pot and cover it with soil."

Feeling the warm breath behind her, Hermione blushed slightly.

With trembling palms, I put the jumping root into the flowerpot.

It wasn't until the soil was covered that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Yagus!"

"Do you still need to tell me this?"

Hermione's eyes were shining with stars as she stared at Argus blankly.

For a moment, it seemed like the only person in her eyes was this person.

She didn't know how long it took before she came back to her senses. From her cheeks to her neck, she was blushing.

Suddenly I thought of something, lowered my head, and became a little depressed.

"Agus, am I stupid?"

"Because something happened just now?"

Hermione didn't refute and lowered her head, acknowledging what Argus said.

Argus put his hands on Hermione's shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"Hermione, everyone has something they're not good at."

"We can't let some of her shortcomings overshadow her strengths."

"Don't forget, you are a knowledgeable, wise, and far-sighted Ravenclaw. When you encounter a problem, you should think about solving it instead of worrying about it."

"Besides, this is your first time taking an herbal medicine class, so it's normal for you to have no experience."

Yagus' enlightenment obviously worked.

The disappointment on Hermione's face was wiped away, and she smiled again: "I didn't expect Mr. Grindelwald to be quite good at understanding people!"

"Grow your jumping roots first! Don't cry when you are lectured by Professor Sprout later!"

"Hmph! No way!"

…

After herbal medicine class.

Sisters Hermione and Parvati invited Argus to the library, but he politely refused.

Thinking of the confinement tonight, Yagus planned to go to Hagrid to vent his anger.

After all, there are many dangerous magical animals in the Forbidden Forest.

Werewolves, hippogriffs, and Hagrid’s secretly raised acronym Aragog!

The danger level of that thing is the same as that of a giant dragon!

With Hagrid's big-hearted character, Argus was really afraid that he would let him patrol alone with just one word.

All the way to Hagrid's hut.

Outside the door is a pile of giant pumpkins.

Hagrid was mixing something in a barrel.

In Yagus's eyes, the huge wooden barrel was no different from a washbasin in Hagrid's hand.

Seeing Argus coming, Hagrid put down what he was holding.

He greeted Yagus happily.

"Yagos, you're here!"

"Come in and sit down. I heard the professor say, don't worry about the confinement at night, I will take good care of you."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Argus followed Hagrid into the house.

As soon as I entered, I was shocked by Hagrid's luxurious furniture.

Blanket made of unicorn hair, chair made of holly wood.

There were also unicorn horns and the broken branches of the Bowtruckle.

All kinds of precious materials were piled in the corner by him like garbage.

What kind of hunting ground was this guarding? It was clearly a golden mountain!

Sensing the strange look in Yagus's eyes, Hagrid mistakenly thought that his room was too dirty, which made Yagus dissatisfied.

Scratching his head sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, I usually don't have many people here, so it's a bit chaotic."

"How about you wait a moment while I clean up."

"You misunderstood Hagrid. I just didn't expect you to hoard so many magical animal materials here." Yagus explained.

"I usually pick these up when I patrol the Forbidden Forest."

"These have been put away for a long time. If you want them, just tell me and I will leave some for you."

These materials may be precious in the eyes of ordinary people, but here at Hagrid, they have long been commonplace.

There is no feeling.

After inviting Yagus to sit down, he happily took out his signature rock cake and put it on the table.

Pour another cup of strong tea.

"This is the rock cake I made, I guarantee you will like it!"

"Have a taste!"

Yagus didn't hold it properly and accidentally dropped it on the table.

It happened to hit the dinner plate.

Click!

The dinner plate shattered with the sound, but the rock cake was safe and sound.

It made a clanging sound.

The air was quiet instantly.

The corner of Argus' mouth twitched.

Are you sure they don't like it, not that they can't bite it?

Under Hagrid's regretful eyes, Argus shook his head frantically to refuse.

Looking at the magical animal materials scattered on the ground, he suddenly remembered something and asked.

"By the way, Hagrid, how do you usually deal with the things you bring back from the Forbidden Forest?"

"Some I keep for myself, and some I sell to Diagon Alley."

"But you know, the pure bloods in Diagon Alley are all vampires."

"Except for some special ranches, the purchase price is shockingly low."

Mentioning this topic, Hagrid was very dissatisfied and kept complaining.

Argus' eyes lit up.

"Hagrid, I have a suggestion, you can consider it!"

"If you have any materials in the future, you can sell them directly to me."

"I will buy them all at the market price!"

"What do you think?"

Argus has always been clear that replacing Diagon Alley is not a simple matter of a few potion shops and clothing stores.

It requires a large number of shops of various types.

Magical animal materials have always been a hot trade for wizards.

If Hagrid is dealt with, the Saint will be able to get a stable source of goods.

Even if Argus and Dumbledore fall out in the future and can no longer trade with Hagrid.

The goods obtained in the previous trade are real!

And the time when Argus and Dumbledore break up will be at least a few years later.

This period of time is enough for him to open up new sources of goods.

While speaking, his eyes kept observing Hagrid's expression, trying to judge his thoughts.

I thought Hagrid would hesitate, but I didn't expect his reaction to be unexpectedly excited.

He hugged Argus.

"Argus, you helped me a lot!"

"You don't know, every time I go to sell materials, the price is suppressed to what extent!"

"It's less than half of the market price!"

Of course!

Argus thought to himself.

When people see your poor expression, of course they will bully you!

Try to put on the name of Hogwarts?

Who dares!

However, he did not tell Hagrid these words.

He smiled and replied, "Don't worry, I will definitely not deliberately lower the price."

"Of course! We are friends!"

"Even if the price is so high, will you..."

Hagrid hesitated, feeling that he had taken advantage of Argus.

He felt a little uneasy.

"No, magical animal materials are easy to sell, at most it will make less profit."

Argus's words were simply bullying honest people.

The materials in Hagrid's hands are all fine products, of high quality, and there is no market for them!

Not to mention the market price, even if it doubles, there are still many people willing to buy it!

If the wizards in Diagon Alley were not sure that he would not negotiate the price, they would definitely not dare to lower it so low.

Fortunately, Hagrid's brain is not very smart. Just hearing that all the purchases are at the market price has made him dizzy.

"That's good!"

Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief.

He was simple by nature and felt that he had taken advantage of Argus.

After talking with Argus about the specific transaction time and quantity, he insisted on keeping him here to finish lunch before letting Argus go back to the dormitory.

Spent the whole afternoon in the library with Hermione.

As the sky gradually darkened, Argus had a simple meal in the hall, took a few fried fish from the dining table, and went to Filch's office.

The door was not locked, and the room was empty.

There was only a cat lying on the table.

"Filch really doesn't know how to raise a cat!"

"A good cat, but he raised it to be skinny and its fur was tangled."

Argus walked forward, took out the fried fish prepared in the hall, and put it in front of Mrs. Norris.

"Hello, Mrs. Norris, we meet again."

Mrs. Norris jumped off the table and looked at Argus for a long time.

Hesitantly picked up the small fried fish.

"Clean it up!"

Argus used magic to remove the stains on Mrs. Norris's body.

He stroked her back with his hand.

Realizing that Argus had no ill intentions, Mrs. Norris stopped struggling and ate the fried fish openly.

"Eat slowly!"

"No one is competing with you!"

When facing non-hostile people, Argus never spared his kindness, whether in front of or behind people.

Even if it was just a cat.

Just as he was enjoying petting the cat, an angry voice came from a distance.

"Go away! What did you do to my Lady Norris!"