The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

"No, Filch, it's not what you think!"

Harry panicked.

At this moment, he was like yellow mud falling into his crotch.

No matter how he walked, he couldn't explain it!

The students of Hogwarts had already suspected him because of his Parseltongue, and this time he was caught by Filch again.

Once might be a coincidence, but you were there both times, plus Slytherin's iconic Parseltongue.

You said you are not the heir? Who would believe it!

Filch was the same, and didn't care what Harry said.

He turned around and called Professor McGonagall, who was closest to him.

Professor McGonagall's face was unprecedentedly nervous.

So much so that when he walked, his arms were shaking!

"Professor! I swear I didn't do it"

Harry's expression was complicated.

At this point, he was not sure what attitude Professor McGonagall would have towards him.

Professor McGonagall didn't beat Harry to death with a stick like Filch did.

Sigh.

"This matter is beyond my ability to handle."

"Come with me, I'll take you to see Headmaster Dumbledore."

...

Dumbledore originally wanted to conceal it for Harry.

But Filch had already determined that his wife, Mrs. Norris, was attacked by Harry.

Not to mention that Harry and Ron tried to frame Mr. Grindelwald, whom he respected the most!

Thanks to him.

The next morning.

The news of Justin's attack spread throughout Hogwarts.

As soon as Argus entered the Hogwarts Hall, he heard the Weasley twins hugging Harry's left and right shoulders to make fun of him.

"Hey, our evil dark wizard, the heir of Slytherin is here!"

"Be careful, don't let the dark wizard target you!"

Although Argus knew that they were joking and trying to ease the impact of this incident on Harry in this way.

But in Harry's current situation, he was obviously not in the mood to play with them.

Just as Argus was thinking about what to eat this morning, Snape's voice sounded from behind him.

"Starting today, continue to come here every afternoon to handle potions."

After saying that, regardless of whether Argus agreed or not, he turned around and walked towards his office.

The surrounding Slytherin members heard this and looked at Argus with sympathy.

"Argus, when did you upset the dean again?"

"Do you want me to ask my father to plead for you?"

Draco whispered in his ear.

For them, being called to Snape's office to handle potions was a severe punishment.

"I didn't offend him. Didn't I handle it for him last year?"

"I guess he thinks I'm easy to use." Argus shrugged and didn't think anything of it.

Outside, the opportunity to learn closely from a potion master is something that many people would not beg for.

Although this master is a bit venomous, Argus has long been accustomed to it after a year of torture.

Time came to the afternoon.

Argus knocked on the door and walked out of Snape's office like last year.

Snape was brewing potions.

The crucible made a gurgling sound.

Argus did not make a sound. Seeing the scattered Babo tubers on the ground, he silently picked up the dragon leather gloves next to him.

Sitting aside, he squeezed out the pus inside.

"Push a little bit from the bottom, don't squeeze the pus directly."

"It's easy to make the pus inside spray out."

"I don't have time to send you to the school infirmary!"

"I understand, Dean." Argus followed Snape's method and gently squeezed the slug-like roots under the Babo tubers.

Puff!

The pus sprayed out and fell into the wooden barrel at hand.

When everything was done, it was almost dinner time.

"Dean, it's all done."

Argus took off the dragon leather gloves and put them on the table beside him.

Snape came up and took a quick look, nodded to show that he was satisfied.

Pulled out a bottle of potion from the hole in the table and threw it to Argus.

Argus didn't react for a while, until he met Snape's cold eyes and thought clearly.

Got it!

It's the reward for beating Harry last time!

What a pity. If I had known there would be a reward, I would have been more ruthless.

Maybe I could get Snape's Half-Blood Prince's Notes!

Argus was really envious of Snape's Half-Blood Prince's Notes.

Not only does it have the sneak attack skill of the God of Strike, but it also has the real experience of the potion master.

Even Harry can make a series of complex potions with it, not to mention others!

If it were placed in a pure-blood family, it would definitely be a heritage!

After leaving Snape's office, Argus took out the potion given by Snape and shook it up and down.

The transparent liquid flickered with a strange light under the light of the fire.

"High-quality Felixir!"

"If you put this thing outside, I'm afraid you can't buy it!"

Argus had experienced Felixir during the last battle with Voldemort last year.

It seems useless, but it actually affects everything.

The stones falling from the top of the head and the dust raised by the battle.

It always affects Voldemort's spells in various inconspicuous forms.

In the original book, D.A. even drank a small sip before the battle, which made all the spells thrown at them deviate slightly.

More importantly, Felixir can improve a person's ability to control emotions, allowing the user to not be controlled by emotions and enter an extremely calm state.

Ensure that the user can make accurate judgments in any situation.

"Everyone knows that I went to Snape's office this afternoon. If I show up in the cafeteria, my presence should be enough."

Aggs walked to the Hogwarts Hall and returned to the dormitory after dinner.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, he took out the Marauder's Map.

Using the secret passage, he quietly came to Hogsmeade Village.

A phantom displaced.

When he opened his eyes again, he was outside the Saint's Manor.

Squeak!

Aggs pushed open the door and Vita was already waiting in the living room.

There were a lot of documents on the table.

"Aunt Vita, I can't stay here for long this time. I have to leave before dawn."

"So let's make a long story short."

"Something happened at Hogwarts. Several students have been petrified."

"But Dumbledore has no countermeasures and doesn't even plan to announce this to British wizards."

"This is a good opportunity for us to hit his reputation."

"Give the news to Fudge?" Vita reacted quickly and immediately guessed what Aggs was thinking.

"That's right. As long as we pass the message to him, he will handle it himself without us having to do anything."

"Will this arouse Dumbledore's suspicion?"

"No, this matter is almost public information in Hogwarts. Who knows if some little wizard told his parents when writing a letter." Argus shook his head.

"Dumbledore can't check the students' letters one by one, right?"

"As for Lucius, I reminded him last time."

"I guess he will be smarter this time."

"I understand." Vita nodded.

"It's getting late. I prepared some supper for you. Do you want some?"

"Uh... No, I'm not very hungry..."

Gurgle...