The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The old man was so angry that he was not happy.

Argus brought the notebook and handed it to Percy.

Strangely, although it was his own notebook, Percy felt it was hot no matter how he held it.

The mocking eyes of the people around him made his face hot.

His brother did something wrong, but the other party not only did not ask for compensation, but also forgave him generously.

The only request was to lend him a few notebooks!

As a result, he took the initiative to come to ask for it.

For the first time, Percy condemned his impulsiveness from the bottom of his heart.

Facing Argus's clear eyes...

Well, the guilt is even deeper.

"That... Argus, I'm not in a hurry. If you haven't finished reading it, you can keep it..."

Percy hesitated and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth.

"Tsk, you've come to ask for it, and you're still saying this, aren't you hypocritical?"

Alexia curled her lips in disdain, which made Percy even more ashamed and angry.

"You misunderstood, Alexia."

"I told the Weasley twins that I wanted to return the book. I wanted to deliver it myself, but Percy came to get it and saved me a lot of trouble."

Agus explained for Percy, slightly easing his embarrassment.

Percy looked at Agus gratefully.

"I still have some notes. I'll pack them tonight and send them to you tomorrow."

"If... if Ronnie... forget it!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Percy wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it when the words came to his lips.

Said my brother was following you, you should be careful?

Or did my brother just slander you in front of Professor Snape and apologize to you in advance?

He bet that if he said that, it would spread throughout Hogwarts before the next day.

Percy left, and the chiefs returned to the lounge one by one as they saw that it was getting late.

As soon as Argus entered the door, Draco rushed over immediately.

"Argus! You will come tomorrow, right!"

"Tomorrow? What's wrong with tomorrow?" Argus didn't react for a moment, and it was Daphne who was not far away who explained for Draco.

"Tomorrow's Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor will be Draco's first official appearance."

"He has been pestering us for a long time, asking us to go and cheer for him together."

"Argus, you don't even know such an important thing!"

Draco was a little dissatisfied, and Argus shook his head helplessly.

"You forgot that I can't use a flying broom."

"Naturally, I don't care about these things."

Draco woke up from a dream and stammered: "Argus, I don't mean that, I am... I am..."

"I know, it's okay."

"I will go to cheer you up tomorrow!"

Argus patted Draco's shoulder to comfort him.

If he remembered correctly, Quirrell would attack Harry on the Quidditch field, trying to make him fall off his broom.

Snape came to save him.

I don't know if Harry will have a chance to play now that he is just a substitute player.

...

The next morning.

The dining table of Gryffindor and Slytherin was obviously full of gunpowder.

For students in school, Quidditch is a big deal.

Not to mention it is about the House Cup!

Teenagers still have a strong sense of collective honor. Even if they don't say anything on the surface, they are silently cheering for their own house in their hearts.

Because it was Saturday, the little wizards who had no classes seemed more excited.

When Argus walked to the Slytherin table, a group of Quidditch members led by Marcus were gathering together, preparing to discuss tactics after dinner.

Not far away, at the long table of Gryffindor, a group of little lions were annoyed that the hourglass of the House Cup had fallen again.

Harry and Ron lowered their heads in guilt, trying to get away with it.

But Snape would never give him this chance!

"Good luck, Potter!"

"Then again, since you dare to go to the restricted area on the third floor, Quidditch should be a piece of cake."

"Even if the opponent is... Slytherin."

"Oh, I forgot, you seem to be just a substitute seeker, whether you can play in the game... is not certain."

After saying that, he turned and left without any nostalgia.

Harry and Ron were left dumbfounded.

They didn't sleep well all night because of this matter, and they didn't even dare to say a word, for fear that others would find out.

It was so hard to hide it, but you exposed it!

The little lions of Gryffindor showed unkindness on their faces, and looked at the two with contempt and disgust.

If it weren't for Ron and Percy and the Weasley twins,

Because of their relationship, they were so different that they were put in a sack and attacked.

After two months of torture, Ron's face was much thicker than before.

He could still eat.

Anyway, if there are too many lice, you are not afraid of them biting. This kind of scene is okay once or twice.

You will get used to it after many times.

Harry stared at Snape's injured leg without blinking, and his mind unconsciously recalled the scene with Hagrid in Gringotts before entering school.

Hagrid seemed to have taken something very important from there.

Could it be that... Professor Dumbledore put the thing on the third floor, and Snape took advantage of the troll riot last night to steal it!

He hurriedly shared his thoughts with Ron.

Ron's eyes widened!

"It must be like this!"

"That evil Slytherin and Snape wanted to steal Dumbledore's treasure together!"

"We clearly saw him last night, but he disappeared on the third floor. It must be Snape's help!"

Harry was stunned.

He only mentioned Snape, what does it have to do with Argus?

But on second thought, what Ron said was not without reason.

Argus did disappear from their sight.

And there was no other suspicious person at the scene who could help cover up except Snape!

"Hurry up and eat. After eating, let's go to Hagrid to ask and find out what they want to take away first!"

Ron was very excited and urged impatiently.

Harry shook his head: "No, I will discuss tactics with Wood later. Wait until I finish the game. After the game, we will go to Hagrid!"

On the other side, Argus held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and elegantly cut a piece of bacon and fried eggs and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, he felt like there was something more in his arms.

His expression did not change, and he looked around with his peripheral vision.

He saw Professor Quirrell walking by the Slytherin table.

He understood.

He calmly put down his knife and fork and walked out of the hall.

Argus came to a secluded corner, and then quietly reached his hand into his arms.

There was a note inside, with only one sentence written on it.

"Come to my office."

The next second, the flames ignited and swallowed the note cleanly.

"You are going to make trouble again, can't you be quiet for a few days!"

Argus came all the way to Quirrell's office.

There was no one inside.

After waiting inside for a long time, Quirrell pushed the door and walked in.

The moment he saw Argus, his expression gradually changed.

The original cowardice on his body turned into cold and powerful.

"Where is the thing I want?"

"I was followed by someone, and I didn't get it."

Argus's very single reply made Voldemort stunned.

He thought Argus would use various methods to quibble, but the sudden straight ball surprised him a little.

"Being followed by someone is your excuse?"

Voldemort's tone became dangerous, and a tyrannical atmosphere spread.

"You didn't get it either, didn't you?"

Argus replied calmly, not showing any fear because of Voldemort's change.

"How do you know I went there?"

"You don't look like someone who would bet all the chips on a little kid like me."

"Besides, you should have seen that Snape is in there, and I will die if I go in."

"Snape is my loyal servant! As long as you reveal your identity to him..."

"Teacher!" Voldemort was interrupted by Argus before he finished speaking.

"You know better than me that your loyal servants are now in Azkaban!"