The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The secret passage that Argus entered through the Marauder's Map did not lead directly to the Slytherin lounge.

Instead, he came to the corridor of the castle.

He ran into a thin cat walking towards him.

"Mrs. Norris?" Argus did not show fear like ordinary little wizards, but took the initiative to touch its head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't prepare fried fish for you today."

"Isn't Mr. Filch with you?"

Speak of the devil, the devil will appear.

Filch's heavy footsteps sounded, and his originally gloomy face immediately eased when he saw Argus.

"Hello, Mr. Filch."

"I wanted to find you on Christmas a few days ago, but unfortunately I didn't find you."

"Looking for me?" Filch was puzzled.

Argus took out a small box from his pocket, took out his wand and pointed it: "Get bigger quickly!"

The small box returned to its original shape, and the exquisite pattern slowly emerged.

"This... could this be..."

Filch's voice was a little trembling, and an unbelievable idea appeared in his mind.

Argus smiled and handed the gift box over.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Filch."

"This is a Christmas gift for you, I hope you can forgive its lateness."

"Really... is it really for me?"

Filch took the gift, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

In recent years, every holiday has been the most uncomfortable time for him.

Everyone is celebrating, chatting with friends, and giving gifts to each other.

Except him! Always alone.

Only Mrs. Norris is with him.

Moreover, he has worked at Hogwarts for so many years, and he has never heard a word of thanks or respect!

Not to mention receiving a Christmas gift!

Thinking of this, Filch's eyes can't help but moisten.

"Thank you... Thank you for your gift! Mr. Grindelwald!"

"You're welcome. Open it and have a look, Mr. Filch."

"Okay!" Filch had never felt so excited before.

Trembling, he opened the gift box.

Inside was a thick coat, made of rich materials but not too gorgeous.

It was very suitable for Filch to wear during his night patrols.

"Try it on, Mr. Filch."

Filch couldn't even speak clearly. He put the lantern on the ground in a hurry and put on the coat.

The clothes were very thick and could bring a little warmth even in the cold winter.

"It suits you very well, Mr. Filch!"

"It's getting late. I'll leave first! See you tomorrow!"

Argus had just taken a few steps when Filch suddenly called out from behind.

"Mr. Grindelwald!"

"You are a respectable wizard!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Filch. I wish you a good dream."

The next day.

After waking up, Argus wrote a letter to Vita, asking her to send someone to Hagrid's hut to pick up Norbert.

Then he came to the Hogwarts Hall.

After the Gryffindors noticed the changes in the hourglass of the college cup, they did not show much shock.

Or rather, they were used to it.

Only Ron looked at Argus with gritted teeth.

Argus did not care about it.

The reputation of the Weasley family is almost ruined by you alone, and you still have the nerve to cause trouble!

If it weren't for Dumbledore's face for your parents, he would have driven you away long ago!

I just don't know if you will meet Quirrell sucking blood in the Forbidden Forest tonight.

However, this has nothing to do with me.

...

Time passed in a flash.

Soon it was June, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, but the witches at Hogwarts did not wear cool clothes because of this.

At Dumbledore's request, Harry finally found clues about Nicolas Flamel under the guidance of Argus.

Unfortunately, before he had time to explore further, an important thing changed his next goal.

Final exams are coming soon!

Without Hermione, Harry and Ron are completely in the dark!

The approaching final exams also made the atmosphere of the entire castle depressing.

The person who came to Argus the most during this period was not Harry or Draco.

Instead, it was Hermione who was assigned to Ravenclaw.

As both top students, Hermione and Argus had completely different reactions when facing exams.

Argus didn't care, but Hermione was extremely nervous, fearing that something would go wrong with her.

If she wasn't worried about delaying Argus for too long, she would have wanted to pester her and ask questions 24 hours a day.

"Argus, the final exam is coming soon, why aren't you nervous at all?"

Slytherin

On the long table, Draco was full of worry and complained to Argus.

Pansy pouted: "Draco, Argus goes to the library after class every day, and I don't know what grade he has been studying for a long time."

"Do you think everyone is like you? You go to the Quidditch team after class every day and don't even do your homework properly."

Draco wailed in pain.

"Argus, why don't you cast an Imperius Curse on me and control me to take the final exam!"

"Okay, stop wailing. If you have this time, you might as well read more books."

Pansy said dissatisfiedly.

"Don't argue. The notes have been prepared for you. They are all the key points of the first grade. As long as you read them carefully and remember them well, you can still get an A or E!"

Argus put down the knife in his hand and smiled to comfort the two.

For him who had experienced the exam-oriented education in his previous life, dealing with this kind of exam was a piece of cake.

The biggest advantage of traditional exam-oriented education is that others are learning knowledge, while you are studying for exams.

Maybe I am not your opponent in a real competition, but I am not necessarily worse than you in exams!

Argus himself does not need these, but it does not mean that others do not need them.

Goyle, Crabbe, and Draco, who is obsessed with Quidditch, all need urgent tutoring.

"I tell you, I can help you with this exam, but you must make up all the homework during the holidays."

"If I find out that you are lazy, you know the consequences!"

"Argus, I love you!"

Draco was extremely excited and hugged Argus, which attracted Argus's disgusted look.

"Stay away, I don't have this hobby!"

...

Before the examination room.

The first-year freshmen were full of anxiety, and the old-timers in the senior year did not care at all.

He even wanted to tease them.

Argus stood on the podium, in front of him were a group of Slytherin freshmen.

"Today is our first exam since we came to Hogwarts. I hope everyone can do their best."

"I can allow you to fail, and I can allow you to fail."

"But there is one thing, you must not cheat!"

"Remember, you are carrying the glory of the entire Slytherin!"

"Yes, Chief!" The voices of the little snakes attracted a lot of attention.

Agus nodded gently: "Don't worry, I have summarized the key points of this semester for you in my notes."

"As long as you memorize it carefully, passing the exam will not be a problem."

"Go in!"