The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The class was a mess, and Gryffindor's eyes were red with anger.

Slytherin was getting extra points, and when it was his turn, he wanted to make a Polyjuice Potion on the spot.

Even Hermione couldn't stand it.

Fortunately, Harry and Ron were not there, otherwise, Gryffindor would probably be really angry with Snape.

After class, Argus led the Slytherin people to the next classroom.

Fearing that Gryffindor would get angry and fight with Slytherin again.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

During this period, Argus had seen Ginny several times.

It can be clearly seen that Ginny's face has become more disappointed.

The red hair drooped listlessly on the top of her head.

She was alone at all times.

Argus knew that it would not be long before she was controlled by Voldemort.

At the same time, the atmosphere between Slytherin and Gryffindor became increasingly tense.

People from the two colleges could often be seen at the long table in Gryffindor.

If it weren't for Argus and Percy, the two colleges would have fought long ago.

Unfortunately, Argus could suppress Slytherin, but Percy couldn't suppress Gryffindor.

On the one hand, Gryffindor students were indeed more stubborn than those from other colleges, and it was more difficult to manage them.

On the other hand, Percy's status as a prefect was very different from Argus's status as the chief.

One was assigned by the college forcefully, and the other conquered the entire college with his own strength.

It was easy to tell whose orders were easier to issue.

Putting aside the tense atmosphere between the two colleges, Argus felt that he was living quite comfortably.

After class every day, I go to the library, and occasionally go to the Room of Requirement to practice spells.

In the evening, I use the Disillusionment Charm to walk around the Restricted Books Area and find some banned books that suit me.

When I come back, I will go to the house elves for a midnight snack.

Life is extremely comfortable.

Another week has passed.

On the weekend morning, Argus came to the castle hall and saw two disheveled little wizards at a glance.

The two of them were wolfing down at the table, as if they had not had a full meal for several years.

With them as the center of the circle, no one dared to approach within ten meters.

"Is this... Harry and Ron?"

Argus almost didn't recognize them.

After not seeing them for ten days, the two seemed to have changed and lost a lot of weight.

They were dirty and their hair was stuck together.

He thought of what Vita said in the letter yesterday.

Under Dumbledore's operation, Harry and Ron were released. Arthur was less lucky. Although he was not imprisoned in Azkaban, he was also dismissed from his position as director.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in their department, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to keep his position in the Ministry of Magic.

After a while, Professor McGonagall came out from the gate.

Smelling the strong smell on Harry and Ron, his eyebrows knitted tightly.

He took out his wand and pointed it at the two.

"Clean it up!"

The spell flowed along Harry and Ron's bodies, and under the control of Professor McGonagall, the odor in the entire hall was cleaned up at once.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley."

"As your dean, I have to remind you."

"You have missed too many courses during this period. If you don't want to repeat the year, it's best to ask your classmates to help you with tutoring."

As he said that, he glanced at Argus, as if he thought of something, and then looked at Hermione at the Ravenclaw table.

The meaning is obvious, you can choose these two academic masters yourself, otherwise don't blame me if you fail the final exam.

"There is one more thing. Starting tonight, you will face a month-long detention."

The two who had been eating hard finally raised their heads when they heard this.

"But don't worry, this detention is not for patrolling the Forbidden Forest. Mr. Potter's detention will be managed by Professor Lockhart."

"Mr. Weasley's detention will be managed by Professor Sprout."

"Do you understand?"

"Understand...understand!"

The two of them hadn't swallowed the food in their mouths yet, and they puffed their cheeks and stammered.

Professor McGonagall was also helpless about this, waving her hand, signaling the two to continue eating.

"It seems that Harry and Ron suffered a lot in the courtroom, otherwise they would not be in this state."

"It's hard for Fudge to be so bold!"

"I wonder how distressed Dumbledore would be if he saw it!"

Argus thought to himself, but he didn't show it on the surface. He finished his breakfast and started studying today according to the plan made last night.

...

Evening.

Lockhart's office.

"Harry, Harry, Harry..."

Lockhart sat

At the desk, humming Harry's name in a strange singing voice.

Harry's scalp was numb.

But Lockhart still felt good about himself.

The two most popular students in the second grade were Argus and Harry.

Facing Argus, he always felt guilty that he was seen through.

But to Harry, it was just showing off.

"Harry, think about it, is there anything that is a better punishment than helping me reply to the letter?"

"No." Harry did not deny this.

Compared with his good friend Ron who was struggling with plants with Professor Sprout, he was so comfortable.

Lockhart was even more proud of getting the answer he wanted.

He acted like a teacher to Harry.

"Harry, fame is an unreliable friend. Fame comes from the deeds of celebrities."

"Remember this sentence."

After living in Hogwarts for a year, Harry deeply agreed with this sentence.

Just as he was about to say something, a vague voice came to his ears.

"Come on, come on..."

"Come to me!"

"What did you say, Professor?" Harry thought it was Lockhart who was talking, and asked.

"What did you say?"

Lockhart was confused, and didn't understand what Harry meant at all.

This made Harry even more confused.

"Didn't you hear someone talking just now?"

"What are you talking about, Harry?"

Lockhart was a little scared, and his eyes unconsciously looked around.

He forced a smile: "I think you are a little sleepy?"

"No wonder, look at what time it is now? It's been four hours!"

"Happy times always pass very quickly, I think you should go back to the dormitory."

"Okay, Professor, then I'll go back first." Harry had something in his mind, and didn't bother about anything.

He strode out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

At the same time, Argus, who had just come out of the library, was walking towards the dormitory.

When he walked to a passage, a strong smell of blood caught his attention.

Turning a corner, there were two lines of bloody words written on the wall.

"The door of the Chamber of Secrets has been opened!"

"Enemy of the Heir, beware!"

Agus cursed in his heart.

What a bad luck!

Why do I run into all these ghost things!

Just as he was about to run away, he looked up and saw Harry and Ron just arrived at another corner.

Seeing the bloody words above his head, the fear in his eyes was clearly visible.

The corner of Agus' mouth twitched.

"Fuck you!"

"Now I can't run away even if I want to!"