The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The wound was so severe that the wound was still there.

"Healed!"

Argus was really afraid that Lockhart would hit Draco, so he took the lead and fired a healing spell at him.

Draco was just injured from the fall, and his skin was scratched a little. After a spell, he could hardly see the injury.

Except for the damage to his wizard robe.

Harry looked at Draco, then at his arm, and looked at Lockhart with the same eyes as a grudge.

People around him also showed strange expressions.

Lockhart looked at Argus with a little complaint, as if blaming him for not giving him a chance to redeem himself.

Noticing Argus's cold eyes, he was instantly startled and broke into a cold sweat.

Oh my God! What was I doing just now!

Are you feeling cocky?

Can I mess with this great god?

If the saints just trip me up, I'll die eight hundred times!

He smiled awkwardly, turned his head, pretended nothing happened, and looked at Harry nonchalantly.

He made excuses for himself: "Don't worry so much, it's not without benefits."

Lockhart took Harry's arm and twisted it back gently.

The arm was like folding paper, and Harry could even clearly feel the back of his hand touching his elbow!

"At least, you won't feel pain anymore, and you don't have to worry about fractures."

Lockhart said, looking around as if to take credit.

"Broken bones? He doesn't even have bones!"

Hagrid couldn't stand it anymore.

Relying on his tall stature, he squeezed through the crowd, picked up Harry and walked towards the school infirmary.

Draco was also carried by several Slytherin members and followed behind.

Even though he resisted and said he was fine, he was still sent away under the suppression of Argus.

When all this happened, Lucius stood not far away and watched quietly.

He came to Argus' side only after everything was done.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Grindelwald."

"It should be done." Argus didn't even turn his head and stared at the direction where everyone left.

He didn't continue to speak until everyone disappeared from his sight.

"Mr. Malfoy, didn't you feel strange about the scene just now?"

"I felt it." Lucius nodded expressionlessly.

"The Bludger was scared and Confused."

He is not a fool.

What happened just now was obviously too abnormal.

Why did the Bludger keep following Harry and Draco?

Why did it fly up again after it had obviously landed?

It can also smash a deep pit in the ground!

If you say that no one has secretly tampered, he will never believe it even if he is beaten to death.

"It is not something that ordinary people can do to cast a Confusion Spell in front of Dumbledore!"

Argus reminded softly.

Lucius seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "You mean..."

"No, I'm not talking about the professors of Hogwarts." Argus shook his head and looked at Lucius meaningfully.

"Mr. Malfoy, perhaps, you should check the people around you."

Argus knew that the Malfoy family had been able to prosper from ancient times to the present, and the ups and downs experienced by ordinary people were far beyond what ordinary people could bear.

Except for Draco, almost all the heirs of the past generations were smart.

No need to give too many hints, just stop at the point.

After saying that, he turned and left.

Only Lucius was left mumbling to himself.

"The people around me..."

...

Time flies, and it's November in the blink of an eye.

After a Quidditch game, Hogwarts fell into a long-lost peace.

Mrs. Norris's petrification incident seemed to have never happened.

No one mentioned it again.

But Argus noticed that Professor Sprout spent more and more time cultivating mandrakes.

Moreover, the small animals in the Hogwarts campus seemed to have disappeared, and not even a spider could be seen.

"If I remember correctly, the basilisk is most afraid of the crowing of a rooster."

"When we go back later, we should prepare a few in advance."

"The basilisk is a good thing. There may be only one left in the entire wizarding world."

"It's a pity that it died in the hands of Harry and his friends."

As Argus was thinking, he suddenly saw a large group of people crowded in front of the bulletin board at the door when he passed by the hall.

They were discussing something excitedly.

"What's going on?" Argus asked Goyle and Crabbe behind him.

Since he ordered Slytherin not to act alone last time, including himself, they basically acted in groups when they went out.

The two scratched their heads and looked at each other.

They squeezed through without saying a word!

In the two people's high horses

In front of the big fat man, the people around him were like bean sprouts. After a while, the two squeezed out again and reported to Argus.

"Chief, we just saw a notice."

"The college has established a duel club and will hold activities every Wednesday."

"This afternoon is the first time!"

"Duel club!"

Upon hearing this news, the Slytherins immediately became excited.

As a wizard, who hasn't imagined using gorgeous magic to elegantly defeat the opponent in front of everyone?

Normally in school, let alone duels, they don't even have the opportunity to use magic.

Now there is an opportunity to fight openly, why not rush to participate?

A large group of people surrounded it, reading the parchment on the notice board word by word, fearing that they would miss something and not be able to participate.

Draco was in high spirits: "Argus, do you want to join?"

"I'm going to try anyway! Maybe I can take this opportunity to teach Gryffindor a lesson!"

Not only him, many Slytherin members have this idea.

Gryffindor too!

However, Gryffindor is thinking about how to teach Slytherin a lesson.

Argus could only laugh at their ideas.

Just relying on that idiot Lockhart, he still wants to build a duel club?

I guess any Auror from the Ministry of Magic can deal with him!

Laugh, only now, you can still laugh out loud.

Wait until you see Lockhart coming over, and see if you can still laugh out loud!

As for whether to participate...

To be honest, I'm really not interested.

But with Snape's personality, even if I don't go, he will find a way to pull me over to teach Harry a lesson.

"Let's talk about it later. It doesn't really matter whether I go or not." Argus responded lightly.

Draco glanced at him and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, with your strength, there is no need for you to practice with us."

"It's better to find a professor!"

Looking at the notice board not far away, Draco smiled like a pervert.

He couldn't help but sigh.

"I really don't know which professor founded this club."

"What a professor who has both strength and ideas!"