The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Chapter 32

The young man was very happy.

Hermione was very satisfied with the praise.

She felt that the books she had memorized in the past two days had finally paid off.

She looked at Argus with great pride.

Professor Sprout, who had finished teaching basic knowledge, clapped his hands and motioned everyone to look over.

"Next, I'm going to teach you how to deal with the jumping root."

"If you don't want the juice of the jumping root to splash on your hands and make them itch for several days, wear gloves!"

After everyone completed the task according to the professor's requirements, Professor Sprout gave them a jumping root one by one.

"Well done, little wizards."

"Now, gently pick up the bottom of the jumping root, be careful, the jumping root is very sensitive, and it may jump out of your hand if you use a little force."

Argus had come into contact with these plants a lot when he was brushing achievements in the past, and it was easy to deal with a jumping root.

It was different when it was Hermione's turn.

Although she had read a lot of books, she had never come into close contact with them.

Besides, how can things on paper compare with reality!

As soon as she held the jumping root, she felt the object in her palm jump violently!

"Ah!"

Hermione screamed and almost threw the jumping root in her hand.

A white and tender palm appeared on the back of her hand, gently soothing her trembling palm.

"Don't be nervous, relax!"

Argus's voice appeared behind her.

His voice seemed to have a kind of magic, which made Hermione unconsciously calm.

"Yes, gently, like treating a small animal."

"Put it in the flowerpot and cover it with soil."

Hermione's pretty face flushed slightly when she felt the warm breath behind her.

She put the jumping root into the flowerpot with trembling hands.

She didn't feel relieved until she covered it with soil.

"Thank you, Agus!"

"Do you need to say this to me?"

Hermione's eyes were shining with stars, staring at Agus blankly.

For a moment, it seemed that only this person was left in her pupils.

It was unknown how long it took for her to come back to her senses, and her face from cheek to neck was red.

Suddenly she thought of something, lowered her head, and became a little depressed.

"Agus, am I stupid?"

"Because of what happened just now?"

Hermione did not refute, but lowered her head, acknowledging what Agus said.

Agus put his hands on Hermione's shoulders and looked at her with his eyes.

"Hermione, everyone has something they are not good at."

"We can't ignore her strengths because of some shortcomings."

"Don't forget, you are a knowledgeable, wise, and far-sighted Ravenclaw. When you encounter a problem, you should think about solving it instead of worrying about it."

"Besides, this is your first time to take a herbology class. It's normal that you have no experience."

Argus's guidance obviously worked.

The disappointment on Hermione's face was swept away, and she smiled again: "I didn't expect Mr. Grindelwald to be so good at counseling people!"

"Plant your jumping roots first! Don't cry when you get scolded by Professor Sprout later!"

"Humph! I won't!"

...

After the herbology class.

Hermione and the Parvati sisters invited Argus to the library one after another, but he politely refused.

Thinking of the confinement tonight, Argus planned to go to Hagrid to talk first.

After all, there are many dangerous magical animals in the Forbidden Forest.

Werewolves, hippogriffs, and Aragog, the eight-eyed giant spider that Hagrid secretly raised!

The danger level of that thing is the same as that of a dragon!

With Hagrid's carefree personality, Argus was really afraid that he would let him patrol alone with just one word.

All the way to Hagrid's hut.

Outside the door was a pile of giant pumpkins.

Hagrid was mixing something with a wooden barrel.

In Argus's eyes, the huge wooden barrel was no different from a washbasin in Hagrid's hand.

Seeing Argus coming, Hagrid put down the things in his hand.

Greeted Argus happily.

"Argus, you are here!"

"Come in and sit down. I heard from the professor that you don't have to worry about the night detention. I will take good care of you."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Argus followed Hagrid into the house.

As soon as he came in, he was shocked by Hagrid's luxurious furniture.

Blankets made of unicorn hair and chairs made of holly wood.

There were also unicorn horns and branches broken by bowtruckles.

He piled up all kinds of precious materials in the corner like garbage.

This was not a hunting ground, but a mountain of gold!

Feeling the strange look in Argus's eyes, Hagrid mistakenly thought that his room was too dirty, which made Argus unhappy.

He scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, there aren't many people here, so it's a bit messy."

"Why don't you wait a minute and I'll clean it up."

"You misunderstood Hagrid. I just didn't expect you to have so many magical animal materials here." Argus explained.

"These are all what I picked up when I patrolled the Forbidden Forest."

"These have been stored for a long time. If you want them, tell me and I'll save some for you."

These materials may be precious in the eyes of ordinary people, but they are already commonplace in Hagrid's place.

I didn't feel anything.

After asking Argus to sit down, he excitedly took out his signature rock cake and put it on the table.

He poured another cup of strong tea.

"This is the rock cake I made, I guarantee you'll like it!"

"Try it!"

Argus didn't hold it firmly and accidentally dropped it on the table.

It happened to hit the plate.

Crack!

The plate broke, and the rock cake was safe and sound.

It made a clanging sound.

The air was quiet instantly.

The corner of Argus' mouth twitched.

Are you sure they don't like it, not that they can't bite it?

Under Hagrid's regretful eyes, Argus shook his head frantically to refuse.

Looking at the magical animal materials scattered on the ground, he suddenly remembered something and asked.

"By the way, Hagrid, how do you usually deal with the things you bring back from the Forbidden Forest?"

"Some I keep for myself, and some I sell to Diagon Alley."

"But you know, the pure bloods in Diagon Alley are all vampires."

"Except for some special ranches, the purchase price is shockingly low."

When it comes to this topic, Hagrid is very dissatisfied and keeps complaining.

Argus' eyes lit up.

"Hagrid, I have a suggestion, you can consider it!"

"If you have any materials in the future, you can sell them directly to me."

"I will buy them all at the market price!"

"What do you think?"

Argus has always been clear that replacing Diagon Alley is not something that can be accomplished with a few simple potion shops and clothing stores.

A large number of shops with many varieties are needed.

And magical animal materials have always been a popular trade for wizards.

If Hagrid is dealt with, the saint can get a stable source of goods.

Even if Argus and Dumbledore fall out in the future and can no longer trade with Hagrid.

The goods obtained from the previous trade are real!

And the time when Argus and Dumbledore break up will be at least a few years later.

This period of time is enough for him to open up new sources of goods.

While speaking, his eyes kept observing Hagrid's expression, trying to judge his thoughts.

I thought Hagrid would hesitate, but I didn't expect his reaction to be unexpectedly excited.

Hug Argus.

"Argus, you have helped me a lot!"

"You don't know, every time I go to sell materials, the price is suppressed to what extent!"

"Not even half of the market price!"

Of course!

Argus said in his heart.

When people see your poor expression, of course they will bully you!

Why don't you try to use the name of Hogwarts?

Who dares!

However, he did not tell Hagrid these words.

He smiled and replied: "Don't worry, I will definitely not deliberately lower the price."

"Of course! We are friends!"

"Even with such a high price, will you..."

Hagrid hesitated, thinking that he had taken advantage of Argus.

He felt a little uneasy.

"No, magical animal materials are easy to sell, at most you will make less profit."

Argus's words were simply bullying an honest man.

All the materials in Hagrid's hands are fine, of high quality, and there is no market for them!

Not to mention the market price, even if it doubles, there are still many people willing to buy it!

If the wizards in Diagon Alley were not sure that he would not negotiate the price, they would definitely not dare to lower it so low.

Fortunately, Hagrid's brain is not very smart. Just hearing that all the purchases are at the market price has made him dizzy.

"That's good!"

Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief.

Being a simple person, he felt that he had taken advantage of Argus.

After talking with Argus about the specific transaction time and quantity, he insisted on keeping him here to finish lunch before letting Argus go back to the dormitory.

He spent the whole afternoon in the library with Hermione.

As the sky gradually darkened, Argus had a simple meal in the hall, took a few fried fish from the dining table, and came to Filch's office.

The door was not locked, and it was empty inside.

There was only a cat lying on the table.

"Filch really doesn't know how to raise a cat!"

"A good cat, he raised it to be skinny and its fur was tangled."

Argus walked forward, took out the fried fish prepared in the hall, and put it in front of Mrs. Norris.

"Hello, Mrs. Norris, we meet again."

Lori

Mrs. Si jumped off the table and looked at Argus for a long time.

She picked up the fried fish hesitantly.

"Clean it up!"