The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, and his expression became even gloomier.

Yes, he didn't know that after his death, almost all the truly loyal Death Eaters were liquidated.

All that's left behind are mere scraps!

Like Barty Crouch Jr., Amycus Carrow, Bella, etc., don’t they have backgrounds?

If they wanted to, they could use their power and connections to escape like Lucius or Karkaroff.

But they didn't!

He resolutely chose to stick to his identity as a Death Eater.

Compared with them, Snape's credibility really needs to be questioned.

"After the last action, Dumbledore has been on guard. The things you want may have been moved to other places."

"Continue to act, and you will lose more than you gain."

Argus looked at Voldemort's face and continued to speak.

"You're trying to disobey me!"

Argus's words made Voldemort, who was in a bad mood, even more angry.

Raising his hand was a magic spell to teach him a lesson.

The miserable green light shot straight towards Yagus's face.

Argus would not suffer like that group of Death Eaters.

Tighten your wand and counterattack with the disarming spell!

Voldemort is much weaker now than when he first came into contact with him.

At this time, even in the original work, Voldemort needs to suck the blood of unicorns to survive, not to mention that besides frequent appearances, he also has to teach magic to Argus.

The degree of weakness is even worse!

Zizzi!

Two beams of light collided fiercely in the classroom!

Yagus flicked the red beam emitted by the disarming spell hard!

Along with an explosion, a large crater was blown out of the office floor.

How could Voldemort allow anyone to resist him? He stood up with a dangerous smile on his face.

"It seems that my dear disciple feels that he is quite capable."

"How dare you fight against the teacher!"

Looking at the magical light emanating from Voldemort's wand, Argus smiled faintly.

"Teacher, given your current state, it's better to save some magic power."

Voldemort laughed angrily: "Are you threatening me?"

"I don't dare, just some small suggestions."

Voldemort's eyes were fixed on Argus, and after a while, he sat back on the chair.

As early as some time ago, he had already discovered that he was beginning to be unable to figure out Yagus's strength.

Questions previously asked through Yagus, and the other party's answers.

At least he can figure out the opponent's progress.

But now, as Yagus's problems gradually deepened and his ideas were wild and wild, even he was surprised by the other party's ideas from time to time.

As for how far the other party had studied, Voldemort was completely blind!

He is cruel, not stupid!

He knows only how many kilograms and taels he has left!

Even if he didn't know Yagus's strength, he still knew that with his talent, his progress would definitely be far beyond his imagination.

If he takes action rashly, even if he wins, the result will be unbearable for him!

After thinking about this clearly, he hid the murderous intention in his heart.

His eyes glanced at Yagus coldly.

"Remember what happened last night first!"

"In the evening, you come with me to the Forbidden Forest."

"Okay, dear teacher!"

…

In the afternoon, there was a Quidditch match.

Although there were some unpleasant episodes yesterday.

But this does not affect the little wizards' enthusiasm for Quidditch.

Compared to the Buddhist Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw who spend their days in the library.

Slytherin and Gryffindor, who were already bitter rivals, were far beyond ordinary in terms of excitement and attention.

The Slytherin chiefs were in the first row, staring at the players on both sides in mid-air.

At the same time, a platinum-blond man wearing gorgeous wizard robes and holding a bright silver cane slowly walked towards Slytherin.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind them, all the Slytherin chiefs turned their heads and saw the person in front of them hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy!"

"Dear Mr. Malfoy, nice to meet you."

"Mr. Malfoy, Amiri Carrow greets you."

A series of slightly flattering voices sounded.

Not only the Chief Slytherin, but also ordinary students were alarmed and came over to increase their presence.

Even among the twenty-eight holy families, the Malfoy family's strength is at the top.

As the head of the Malfoy family, Lucius's status needs to be treated with caution even by their fathers.

Not to mention these little kids.

Facing everyone's greetings, Lucius just nodded lightly.

His expression was cold and he didn't even look at them.

Even if these people chatter in front of him, they will only reply occasionally.

But when Yagus' figure appeared in front of him, his original arrogant expression immediately turned into a deep respect.

"Mr. Grindelwald, long time no see!"

Argus smiled politely: "Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy."

"I didn't expect you to come to watch Draco's game in person. I'm really flattered!"

"Draco is my friend and I promised him to come."

"It is an honor for the Malfoy family to be your friend."

Looking at Lucius, who was completely different from before, a group of Slytherin members smiled bitterly.

They had only seen the news about Yagus in the newspaper before. Although they were shocked, they were in the same school as them.

Besides, they were all classmates, so they didn't feel anything when they were actually together.

Until now, even their fathers needed flattery, but they were so servile in front of Argus!

The strong contrast made them a little bit unbelievable for a while.

"The Malfoy family's business should be good recently, right? I heard from Aunt Vita that you have provided a lot of channels during this period."

"No, just a little connection, not worth mentioning compared to you."

Lucius' attitude was very low, showing the tradition of the Malfoy family to seek benefits and avoid harm.

The conversation between the two ended until the fireworks in the sky were lit to symbolize the start of the game.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I'm going to say hello to an old friend, do you want to come with me?"

"Uh... No need, I'll just go with my classmates."

Argus certainly knew who the old friend Lucius was talking about was.

Snape!

The two were in the same school and were both Death Eaters, and they had known each other for many years.

In his previous life, he had heard many people say that Snape was Draco's godfather, and he specifically asked Draco about it after he came to Slytherin.

The only response he got was Draco's confused look.

If you think about it carefully, Snape's attitude towards Draco in the original book can only be regarded as taking care of an old friend's child, at most he is more pleasing to the eye.

While thinking, the game on the court has already begun.

With Madam Hooch's whistle, the Quaffle and the Bludger flew out at the speed of light.

Draco stood in the air, dodging the Bludger while observing the surroundings, trying to find the trace of the Golden Snitch as quickly as possible.

The moment he saw Lucius and Argus, his smile was obviously much brighter.

Just when he was still struggling with how to stand out.

A sudden change occurred!