The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them were very busy.

"It seems that many people are ready!"

Lockhart found that many people were holding letters and cards in their hands, and excitedly ordered the dwarves to collect them.

Today's little wizards are obviously more cooperative than before.

Not only because of Valentine's Day.

Last time at the duel club, Lockhart made Snape suffer a little loss, which made many little wizards feel that he was still capable.

At least not useless.

Therefore, their attitude towards him was slightly relaxed.

"Okay, little cupids, it's time to help our little wizards pursue wonderful love!"

With Lockhart's order, the dwarves immediately took action.

All morning, Lockhart, who had no classes, kept playing around with his group of dwarves.

They kept going back and forth in the classroom, disrupting the order of the class.

The little wizard was distracted from the lecture, and the professor was also deeply annoyed.

Lockhart liked to make some background music, and let the dwarves sing loudly some mushy love words that were enough to make people die.

"Oh, another love letter from a little witch, let me see it."

"Your eyes are as gray as the pickles my grandma pickled, you are so dazzling, so handsome!"

"Let's spend a happy time at Hogwarts together!"

"Look who this is from? Oh, to dear Mr. Draco Malfoy!"

The moment Draco heard the name, the smile on his face froze instantly.

It turns out that smiles will not disappear, but will only transfer to other people's faces.

Theodore, Pansy and others sitting near Draco laughed so hard.

Even Argus smiled a little.

"Draco, go check who sent you the letter!"

"Yes, yes! Check it out!"

A group of bad friends kept pushing Draco forward.

Draco's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he didn't want to go over at all.

He directed Goyle behind him: "Goyle, go get the letter for me!"

"Stop them singing!"

Goyle went forward obediently and took the letter from Lockhart.

He handed it to Draco honestly.

"Okay, let's see who's next!"

Lockhart didn't care and took out the letter to check the next unlucky guy.

"Oh, another letter from a little witch."

"It seems that our little wizard at Hogwarts is very popular!"

"This one is for Yag..."

Lockhart couldn't say anything after saying two words.

He looked at Yags embarrassedly.

Yags just glanced at him lightly, and he was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his forehead!

The wand with green light appeared in his nightmares a few days ago.

If he offended other little wizards, they would at most say bad things behind their backs.

At best, they would play pranks.

But if he offended this one, he would really kill himself!

Lockhart wiped the sweat from his forehead,

"Um... Professor Flitwick, I suddenly remembered that there are still some letters in the office that I haven't replied in time."

"I won't delay your class."

After saying that, he turned around and left with the twelve dwarfs.

At first, he could still maintain some posture, but when he was a little further away, he ran away!

As if there was a terrifying monster following behind him!

"Okay, little wizards, we should continue the class!"

Professor Flitwick's shrill voice brought everyone back to their thoughts.

"The next thing we are going to learn is the Apparition spell, which can make hidden information appear."

"Read after me, Apparition!"

"While reciting the spell, gently wave the wand and make it into a semicircle!"

"Argus, why doesn't Professor Lockhart read your letter? I'm still waiting to hear it!"

Professor Flitwick said on the top, and Draco said on the bottom.

He thought he could form a pair of brothers in distress with Argus, but Lockhart ran away without even reading.

He was left alone to die.

Draco was extremely dissatisfied.

Argus chuckled: "Who knows, maybe he remembered that he hadn't replied to the love letter he received."

Draco looked like you're taking me for a fool.

The class ended.

Until the dinner, Lockhart didn't dare to appear in front of Argus.

For fear that Argus would settle old scores with him.

...

Lockhart really didn't dare to provoke Argus, but that didn't mean he didn't dare to mess with others.

After learning that Argus had no classes in the afternoon, Lockhart immediately went to where Harry, the most popular person in Hogwarts, was.

A savior who could bring him fame without stealing his limelight was the perfect person for Lockhart to get attention.

Harry was exhausted all afternoon.

But everyone around him treated him as a joke.

The Slytherin heir incident had not passed, and the exclusion against him still existed.

He wanted to hide, but no matter where he hid, he would be found by the twelve dwarfs.

It was not until the evening that he gave up.

The only thing to be thankful for was that his good friend Ron and his relationship had temporarily eased.

The other party had a big fight with Ginny because he learned that Ginny wrote a love letter to Argus.

At this time, he was holding back his anger and confided in Harry.

"That evil Slytherin must have used aphrodisiacs at school!"

"Otherwise, why do so many witches like him!"

"What's so good about him? If I had as many gold galleons as he did, I would be a hundred times better than him!"

Harry didn't want to say bad things about Argus, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity to restore his relationship with his good friend.

He could only be a silent listener.

Ron was so dry-mouthed that he remembered Harry's current situation.

Because he chose to separate from Harry, a trace of guilt flashed across his face.

He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly changed the subject.

"By the way, Harry, I have thought of a way to clear your suspicion!"

"What way!"

Harry was immediately alerted when he heard this.

He hurriedly asked.

"Have you read the Daily Prophet some time ago?"

"No..."

"It doesn't matter. I can tell you that it says that a similar incident happened in Hogwarts decades ago."

"It's even worse than now. A student died because of it!"

"You mean, I wasn't born decades ago, so it's impossible for me to kill Hogwarts students, let alone become the heir of Slytherin, right?" Harry's eyes were excited.

But he became disappointed in the blink of an eye.

"But you must be more than the only one who has read the news in the Daily Prophet. Even if they know about this, they still..."

"We can find the person involved at the time. He must know something inside!" Ron suggested.

"But where can we find him? It's been so long?"

"Okay, the person is in Hogwarts!"

"In Hogwarts? Who is it?"

"Hagrid!"