The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them didn't expect to gain so much in just one afternoon! Ron glanced at Harry with a smug look on his face. See? I told him he must have intelligence we don't know! If I hadn't dragged you here, who knows how long we would have to wait! "Chief... Chief, why are you back so early!" Just as Argus was about to say something else, Astoria's voice rang from the corridor of the girls' dormitory. "Astoria? It's so late, why aren't you going to have dinner?" Argus greeted softly. "I... I accidentally overslept this afternoon and just woke up."

Astoria's pretty face was slightly red, and she scratched her head, a little embarrassed.

There were small dimples on both sides of her cheeks.

"You didn't see it, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning..."

There was a sudden noise at the door, and the door of the lounge slowly opened.

Draco was chatting with Goyle and Crabbe about his heroic performance in Lockhart's class.

While walking, he suddenly seemed to bump into something.

Almost fell on his butt!

"Did you see anything in front just now?"

Draco was very puzzled by his behavior of almost falling, and asked Goyle and Crabbe behind him.

The two were stunned and had no idea what he was talking about.

His head shook like a rattle.

"It's really strange..."

When Draco was wondering if he had encountered some invisible magical animal, he saw Argus sitting on the sofa and immediately pounced on him.

"Argus, is it you!"

"It must be you!"

"Stop it! I don't need to use magic secretly if I want to mess with you." Argus waved his hand, and several pillows on the sofa blocked him.

Draco was threatening.

"You are the only one here, who else could it be!"

"Hahaha..."

"Goyle, Crabbe! You dare to laugh!" Draco heard the laughter and turned his head to glare at the two.

The two were even more confused.

Who laughed?

We didn't do anything here, but we can still take the blame!

"Draco! They didn't talk, I was watching!" Astoria confirmed their innocence.

Draco then saw that there was someone next to them.

Stop playing with Argus.

After raising his hand to say hello, he looked towards the door with a puzzled look.

Argus saw what was going on at a glance and glanced at the direction where Harry and Ron left.

Shake his head slightly.

In order to vent his anger, he completely ignored the consequences.

He knew that his companions were doing something wrong, and that it might even lead to the failure of his entire plan, but he did not stop them.

How could such a savior save the wizarding world?

How could he defeat Voldemort?

I really don't know why Dumbledore would fight to this extent for an illusory prophecy.

"They got the information, and they will probably be able to open the Slytherin Chamber tonight."

"It's time to do something!"

...

After leaving the Slytherin common room, Harry and Ron ran madly towards the stairs.

I don't know how far they ran before they stopped.

"Harry, did you see that? I just bumped into the evil Malfoy and he fell to his knees!"

"It's a pity that he didn't fight the evil Slytherin!"

"What a coward!"

"What do you think he's afraid of? Why doesn't he dare to fight?"

"What are you talking about? If I hadn't pulled you to run fast, you would have been exposed!"

Thinking of Ron laughing in front of Argus just now, Harry was scared.

Fortunately, the other party was far away and probably didn't hear it clearly.

Otherwise, with the other party's ability, he might not be able to detect the abnormality!

"Tsk!" Ron also knew that he was almost exposed just now.

But he didn't want to admit his mistake.

Harry didn't want to pursue the matter too much, so he quickly changed the subject: "What did Argus mean by the little witch who died that year guarding the bathroom on the first floor?"

"I remember that it was written in the Daily Prophet that Hagrid was wrongly accused because a little witch died in the bathroom on the first floor."

"Could it be..."

The two of them thought of it almost at the same time, and said in unison: "Moaning Myrtle!"

Harry suddenly realized: "So she was the victim back then! No wonder she has been staying in the bathroom on the first floor!"

"She must know some information about the heir, we should

Go ask her!"

Ron was pulling Harry towards the bathroom on the first floor, but Harry stopped Ron with a hard step.

"Wait a minute! Don't be in a hurry!"

"Do you think that with the two of us, even if we find the heir of Slytherin, we can deal with him!"

After the last incident with the Acromantula, Harry was obviously much more cautious.

He knew his own weight.

"What do you say we should do? We can't just ignore everything because we can't beat them, right?"

"We can go find the Aurors and the professors..."

"Absolutely not!" Ron objected immediately.

How could he allow his chance to shine to be snatched away by the professors and Aurors?

Perhaps he felt that his tone was a bit heavy, so he hurried to explain to Harry.

"Think about it, if that evil Slytherin knew the news, how could the Aurors and professors not know it?"

Harry was puzzled: "Then why don't they just solve it directly? "

Ron thought for a long time, and his brain, which had not been used much, finally came to his senses!

"Parseltongue! Slytherin is a Parseltongue, and only Parseltongues can enter his Chamber of Secrets!"

"You mean... I am the only one who can open the door to the Chamber of Secrets?"

"That must be the case, otherwise, the professor would have rushed into the Chamber of Secrets and dealt with the monster long ago!"

"That's still not right. Since they know that only I can open it, why don't they let me use Parseltongue to open the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Because they are not sure whether you are the heir! It has been nearly fifty years since the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened. No one knows whether the heir who opened the Chamber of Secrets last time is dead or alive!"

Ron looked at Harry, sighed, and continued: "Even if they are sure that you are not the heir, the professors will not allow you to take risks. "

"After all this talk, we still can't do anything..." Harry was a little frustrated.

The two fell into a strange silence.

After a long while, Harry seemed to have thought of something.

Grabbing Ron's clothes, he quickly rushed upstairs.

"What's wrong, Harry?"

"Come upstairs with me!"

"Why go upstairs? Moaning Myrtle is on the first floor!"

"Aren't you looking for Moaning Myrtle!" Harry's eyes were full of excitement.

"I thought of someone who would definitely be willing to help us!"