The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The old man was very angry.

Under Mrs. Molly's instructions, Arthur had no choice but to promise not to teach these things to Argus.

Argus wanted to explain, but Mrs. Molly, the boss, didn't care.

She just thought Argus was making excuses for Arthur.

In this regard, Argus could only smile helplessly.

After having lunch at the Burrow, Argus went to Diagon Alley with the help of the fireplace and Floo powder here.

"Mr. Grindelwald!"

"You are Mr. Grindelwald!"

As soon as he came out of the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron, the people in the bar surrounded Argus.

This scene is somewhat similar to the first time Harry Potter came here.

But it's even crazier than Harry Potter!

The excited crowd simply regarded Argus as an idol, and came over to hug and shake hands with him one by one.

"Mr. Grindelwald, we saw the news about you in the Daily Prophet today. Thank you for helping us ordinary wizards. There are not many pure-bloods with conscience like you now!"

"Yes, Mr. Grindelwald, we all remember your kindness to us!"

"Mr. Grindelwald, we support you!"

"..."

"Thank you, thank you everyone!" For the first time, Argus felt that being welcomed was also a torture.

The journey that was originally one minute was tossed for more than half an hour.

During this period, no impatience could be shown!

Many people were not satisfied with shaking hands once, and had to come a second time.

Argus even saw the same face appear in front of him four times!

If he hadn't reminded him, that person might have come again.

All the way to the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley.

Argus recalled Hagrid's actions in the original book.

"Count three on top of the trash can, and two horizontally."

As he knocked, the wall made of stone bricks slowly separated.

The most prosperous alley in the British wizarding world appeared in front of Argus.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I have come to Diagon Alley in this way."

"I used to Apparate directly here."

As soon as he entered Diagon Alley, Argus was surrounded by enthusiastic wizards again as expected.

Now he has almost become the perfect pure blood in the minds of ordinary British wizards!

Powerful, graceful, polite, and caring for others.

The most important thing is to treat ordinary wizards equally and be willing to think about problems from their perspective!

I don't know how many British wizard parents keep telling their children to become a respectable person like Mr. Grindelwald.

Poor Argus has become the public enemy of countless little wizards before he graduated from Hogwarts.

Came to the Saint's shop and prepared gifts for several Hogwarts professors in the warehouse.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Vita, Argus came to Hogsmeade alone.

He quietly returned to the Slytherin lounge in Hogwarts through the Marauder's Map passage he had walked through before.

Because it was Christmas, most students chose to go home for the holiday.

A few were also on campus or in the library, so Argus's return did not attract anyone's attention.

After simply tidying up the dormitory, Argus waved his wand and put the gifts he brought into his pocket with a shrinking spell, intending to express his gratitude to several professors in the name of Christmas gifts.

The professors at Hogwarts are all people of noble character...except Snape, who is slightly controversial.

If you give them gifts directly for the reason of gratitude, they will definitely not accept them. Christmas is the best excuse.

He first came to Professor Flitwick's office.

His humorous style and loose management make this goblin professor of Ravenclaw very popular among students.

In terms of strength, there is no doubt about it.

He won the duel competition when he was young. Although he was knocked unconscious by Snape in the tower battle, it was because of a sneak attack.

Professor Flitwick was very happy to see Argus coming.

Especially when he saw the wine in Argus's hand, his eyes lit up.

As a frequent visitor to the Three Broomsticks, his love for wine is even no less than Hagrid's.

It's just that his self-control is much better than Hagrid's.

"Professor Flitwick, Merry Christmas!"

"I hope my gift is not too late."

"It's rare that you can still remember the Christmas gift when you encounter such a thing! Hahaha..."

Professor Flitwick laughed heartily and took out a notebook from the drawer.

"This is my notebook when I was young. It contains a lot of combat experience I summarized.

"

"It should be helpful to you!"

"Thank you, Professor!" Argus took it without hesitation, and was greeted with Flitwick's hearty laughter again.

After a brief greeting with Professor Flitwick, he gave Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall a gift each.

Professor Sprout's was a dragon manure fertilizer, which is a rare thing in the wizarding world.

Even some dragon farms rarely risk their lives to collect dragon manure.

With this ability, anything is more valuable than dragon manure.

Argus hesitated for a long time about Professor McGonagall's gift.

Does the older cat girl like Quidditch more or cats more?

This is a difficult question.

Finally, after learning about Professor McGonagall's past, Argus decided to give her a lot of precious flower seeds.

Looking at Professor McGonagall's complicated eyes, Argus didn't say anything and chose to leave politely.

"The most difficult one..."

"Alas! "

As soon as he reached the door of Snape's office, Argus couldn't help but sigh.

Knock, knock, knock!

Knocked on the door with gritted teeth, and Snape's low voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

Seeing Argus, there was a hint of surprise on his face, and then turned into a strong mockery.

"It seems that Mr. Grindelwald has been wandering around at night quite a lot. He can sneak into Hogwarts before school starts."

Argus's smile froze instantly.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"If you come here just to stand there like a piece of wood, I recommend you go to the Forbidden Forest, where there are many of the same kind."

Seeing that Argus didn't speak, Snape said impatiently.

"Professor, I'm here to give you a Christmas present."

"Merry Christmas!" Argus said, and put the things he had prepared in advance on Snape's desk.

"No need! "Snape refused without even looking at it.

"If you really have nothing to do, go deal with the potion materials. A large bucket of slugs has just been delivered over there..."

The moment his peripheral vision swept across the table, Snape's eyes could no longer move away.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and picked up the photo on the table.

The photo was of a little girl.

A little girl with crimson hair, standing at the door of a store with a bright smile.

The photo was not the kind of movable image in the magical world, but just an ordinary photo in the Muggle world.

Snape's eyes were gentler than Argus had ever seen.

He stroked the photo over and over again, wanting to use force, but afraid of hurting the person in the photo.

After a long while, he spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Where did it come from?"

"In the Muggle world, in a photo studio, when she was a child, she went there to take a photo, and the boss used it as a sample exhibition. "

"Any more?"

"This is the last one. "

Aware of Snape's change of mood, Argus said nothing more and prepared to leave in silence.

Just as he was about to walk out of the door, Snape's cold voice suddenly came from behind.

"Don't do things like what happened in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic last night again."

"No one wants to see the rise of a second Grindelwald!"