The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them were very close.

"Who... who are you? Why are you doing this to me?"

Rita yelled in a timid voice, looking around, trying to analyze where she was now.

Agus shook his head in disappointment: "I didn't expect you to ask such a question."

"I thought you were a smart man."

"Wait... wait a minute!" Rita was completely panicked, racking her brains to think about the information she might have missed.

What caught her eye was a simple one-bedroom apartment.

A desk, a chair, and a bed.

But the structure of this bed looked very much like Hogwarts.

Could it be that she was still in Hogwarts? But when did Hogwarts have single rooms?

No! Hogwarts has single rooms!

She suddenly remembered the only name she had heard since she was arrested, but she had put it behind her mind.

Argus!

The name she had heard countless times since she came to Hogwarts, the head of Slytherin's house, who had won the support of the entire Slytherin family in his second year alone.

He was also one of the witnesses of the petrification incident.

In order to find some clues, she had followed him for a long time!

"Oh, looking at your expression, it seems that you know who I am."

Argus stood up from his seat and looked down at her.

"You are illegally detaining me, is it..."

"It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet." Argus looked regretful.

The next second, a miserable green light lit up!

"Heart-wrenching!"

"Ah!"

Rita screamed heartbreakingly and rolled back and forth on the ground in pain.

In just a few seconds, Argus stopped casting the spell.

Rita would still be useful in the future, and he didn't want her to be half-dead by the Cruciatus Curse like Neville's parents.

His room had already been set up with various spells, and no one would pay attention to Rita no matter how much she screamed.

It was even more impossible to escape!

In just a few seconds, Rita felt like a century had passed.

Her whole body was soaked with sweat.

Her eyes were full of fear when she looked at Argus.

At this point, how could she not understand.

She had long been firmly held in the palm of the hand by the young man in front of her, and there was only one way out if she wanted to survive.

"You...what do you want me to do?"

"A wise choice." Argus smiled and sat back in his chair.

"You should be glad that you got a satisfactory answer before my patience ran out."

Rita wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh.

She rolled and crawled to Argus's feet and tried to kiss his shoes.

Argus frowned and subconsciously dodged.

Why do people in the wizarding world like to do this?

Voldemort is like this, and so are his Death Eaters!

Now even this reporter wants to kiss shoes!

Do you have any special fetishes?

"Stand up and talk, I don't need you to do these empty formalities."

"Understood, Mr. Grindelwald!" Rita has thought it through now.

Since the other party is willing to spare her life, it proves that she is still useful.

As long as she can escape, she can do anything!

Whether it is the darkness trapped in the cup or the heart-wrenching pain just now, she doesn't want to try it again!

In the past, she always thought that this chief with a very good reputation in Hogwarts would be an elegant and upright boy.

Now it seems... he is worthy of being Grindelwald's blood!

"I like to deal with smart people, and I like to deal with people who know what's interesting."

"What do you think, Ms. Skeeter?"

Rita looked away embarrassedly.

She did have the idea of ​​finding an opportunity to escape just now, but she also understood that since Argus dared to let her out, he had the confidence to prevent her from escaping.

Otherwise, he wouldn't sit on the chair so openly.

"Mr. Grindelwald, what do you need me to do?"

"It's simple. Continue to report the petrification incident at Hogwarts and expand his influence as much as possible."

Argus didn't plan to let Rita throw dirty water on Dumbledore so early.

She was not trustworthy now, and even if he was sure he could control her, he didn't want to take the risk.

In the future, there will always be a time to use her.

"Yes, Mr. Grindelwald!"

Hearing this, Rita wanted to cry but had no tears.

Just for such a small matter, you tossed me like this?

Say it earlier!

You can spend some money on this kind of thing! Spend a little, even if... it's free!

It's better than me suffering so much!

At the same time, she was relieved.

The other party was willing to make a request, which proved that her life was temporarily safe.

As long as she can escape from here, she can choose what to say.

She has already thought that after she escapes, she will definitely reveal the true face of this boy who looks gentle but is extremely dark inside!

Let all the wizards in Britain know that this boy is a thorough dark wizard!

The future Dark Lord!

But Argus had already guessed what she was thinking.

People like Rita can't be treated well!

You must always hold her tightly with a rope!

He raised his wand, and a dark mist lit up at the top of the wand.

Even if Rita didn't know what the spell was, she could tell from the appearance that it was not a good thing.

Turn around and run away!

But it was still a step too late.

The black mist penetrated from all parts of her body, carrying a strong malice.

"You... what did you do to me?"

Rita fell to the ground with her buttocks, and her hands were groping around her body.

But she couldn't find any changes.

"It seems that it's time for you to learn a lesson."

Argus snapped his fingers casually.

The next second, Rita's head seemed to be filled with countless lead stones.

The pain and swelling made her want to cut off her head with her own hands!

Although it was not as painful as the Cruciatus Curse, it was equally unbearable.

"Mr. Grindelwald... I was wrong, Mr. Grindelwald!"

Argus was not soft-hearted at all. He was calm and even said that he looked at Rita's expression with interest.

This pain was not stopped until ten minutes later.

"This is just a small lesson. If it happens again, I promise that your head will explode like fireworks."

"Yes, Mr. Grindelwald!"

Rita's face was so pale that there was no blood at all.

She stood up trembling.

"If you have the ability, you can try to find someone to remove the curse."

"But I remind you that the price of doing so is that your family will suffer a hundred times more than you have suffered in the past few days."

"Don't forget, the last thing the saints lack is gold galleons."

"As long as they can afford the price, those wizards in Diagon Alley can do anything, right?"

Argus's words sounded like the whisper of a devil, and Rita fell to her knees with a plop.

"I was wrong! Mr. Grindelwald! I will never dare to do it again!"

"Please, please don't... don't..."

"I don't like to listen to nonsense, I only look at your actions." Argus knew the strategy of giving a sweet date after a slap in the face.

Especially now, he has suppressed Rita's expectations to the lowest level.

Let alone giving her some benefits, she would be grateful if she didn't torture her!

"I want to see your next report the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"If you do this well, perhaps you will no longer be just a reporter for the Daily Prophet."

Not just a reporter?

Could it be that...

Rita's eyes burst with unprecedented surprise!

A burning ambition in her pupils...