The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The secret passage that Argus entered through the Marauder's Map did not lead directly to the Slytherin lounge.

Instead, he came to the corridor of the castle.

He ran into a thin cat walking towards him.

"Mrs. Norris?" Argus did not show fear like an ordinary little wizard, but took the initiative to touch its head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't prepare fried fish for you today."

"Isn't Mr. Filch with you?"

Speak of the devil, the devil appears.

Filch's heavy footsteps sounded, and his originally gloomy face immediately relaxed when he saw Argus.

"Hello, Mr. Filch."

"I wanted to find you a few days ago on Christmas, but unfortunately I didn't find you."

"Looking for me?" Filch was puzzled.

Argus took out a small box from his pocket, took out his wand and aimed it: "Quickly grow bigger!"

The small box returned to its original shape, and the exquisite pattern slowly emerged.

"This... could this be..."

Filch's tone was a little trembling, and an unbelievable idea appeared in his mind.

Argus smiled and handed the gift box over.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Filch."

"This is a Christmas present for you. I hope you can forgive its late arrival."

"Really...really for me?"

Filch took the gift, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

These years, every holiday is the most difficult time for him.

Everyone is celebrating, chatting with friends, and giving gifts to each other.

Except him! Always alone.

Only Mrs. Norris is with him.

And, he has worked at Hogwarts for so many years, and he has never heard a word of thanks or respect!

Not to mention receiving a Christmas present!

Thinking of this, Filch's eyes moistened.

"Thank you...thank you for your gift! Mr. Grindelwald!"

"You're welcome, open it and take a look, Mr. Filch."

"Okay!" Filch has never felt so excited.

Trembling, he opened the gift box.

Inside was a thick coat, made of rich materials but not too gorgeous.

It is very suitable for Filch to wear when he patrols at night.

"Try it on, Mr. Filch."

Filch couldn't even speak clearly. He hurriedly put the lantern on the ground and put on the coat.

The clothes were very thick and could bring a little warmth even in the cold winter.

"It suits you very well, Mr. Filch!"

"It's getting late. I'll leave first! See you tomorrow!"

Argus had just taken a few steps when Filch suddenly called out from behind.

"Mr. Grindelwald!"

"You are a respectable wizard!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Filch. I wish you a good dream."

The next day.

After waking up, Argus wrote a letter to Vita, asking her to send someone to Hagrid's hut to pick up Norbert.

Then he came to the Hogwarts Hall.

When the Gryffindors noticed the changes in the hourglass of the college cup, they did not show much shock.

Or rather, they were used to it.

Only Ron looked at Argus with gritted teeth.

Argus didn't care about it.

The reputation of the Weasley family is almost ruined by you alone, and you still have the nerve to cause trouble!

If it weren't for Dumbledore's consideration for your parents, he would have kicked you out long ago!

I just don't know if you will meet Quirrell sucking blood in the Forbidden Forest tonight.

But it has nothing to do with me.

...

Time flies.

Soon it was June, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter, but the witches at Hogwarts didn't wear cool clothes because of it.

At Dumbledore's request, Harry finally found clues about Nicolas Flamel under the guidance of Argus.

Unfortunately, before he had time to explore further, an important thing changed his next goal.

The final exam is coming soon!

Without Hermione, Harry and Ron are now completely in the dark!

The approaching final exam also made the atmosphere of the entire castle depressing.

During this period, the person who came to Argus the most was not Harry or Draco.

Instead, it was Hermione who was assigned to Ravenclaw.

As both academic masters, Hermione and Argus had completely different reactions to the exam.

Argus didn't care, but Hermione was extremely nervous, fearing that something might go wrong.

If she wasn't worried about delaying Argus for too long, she would have wanted to pester her for 24 hours to ask questions.

"Argus, the final exam is coming soon, why aren't you nervous at all?"

At the Slytherin table, Draco complained to Argus with a worried look on his face.

Pansy pouted: "Draco, Argus goes to the library after class every day, and I don't know how many grades he has studied."

"Do you think everyone is like you, going to the Quidditch team after class every day, and not even doing homework properly."

Draco wailed in pain.

"Argus, why don't you cast an Imperius Curse on me and control me to take the final exam!"

"Okay, stop wailing, you might as well read more books if you have this time."

Pansy said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't argue, the notes have been prepared for you a long time ago, and they are all the key points of the first grade. As long as you read and remember them carefully, you can still get an A or E!"

Argus put down the knife in his hand and smiled to comfort the two.

For him, who had experienced exam-oriented education in his previous life, dealing with this kind of exam was a piece of cake.

The biggest advantage of traditional exam-oriented education is that others are learning knowledge, while you are studying for exams.

Maybe I'm not your opponent when it comes to real materials, but I'm not necessarily worse than you when it comes to exams!

Yagus himself doesn't need these, but that doesn't mean others can't.

Goyle, Crabbe, and Draco, who is addicted to Quidditch, all need urgent tutoring.

"I'm telling you, I can help you with this exam, but you have to make up all your homework during the holidays."

"If I catch you being lazy, you know the consequences!"

"Yagos, I love you!"

Draco was extremely excited and hugged Yagus, earning a disgusted look from Yagus.

"Stay there for a while, I don't have this hobby!"

…

Before the examination room.

The first-year students were full of anxiety, while the upperclassmen didn't care at all.

He even thought of teasing them.

Argus stood on the high platform, in front of a group of Slytherin freshmen.

"Today is our first exam at Hogwarts, and I hope everyone will give it their best."

"I can allow you to fail, allow you to fail."

"But one thing is, you must not cheat!"

"Remember, you are carrying the glory of the entire Slytherin!"

"Yes, Chief!" The voices of the little snakes attracted the attention of many people.

Yagus nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I have summarized the key points of this semester for you in my notes."

"As long as you memorize it carefully, passing will not be a problem."

"go in!"