The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Time flies, and Christmas is here in a blink of an eye.

Hogwarts is full of joy and festive atmosphere.

There has been no petrification incident for nearly two months, and many young wizards have forgotten about it.

At the same time, Professor Sprout's mandrake cultivation is also coming to an end.

But Argus knows that the basilisk is far from over.

The current joy is just the calm before the storm.

Dumbledore's savior game is about to reach its climax.

"Argus, look, the Gryffindor people are playing some disgusting tricks again!"

Hermione's disgusted voice pulled Argus's thoughts back from afar.

Looking closely, a large group of Gryffindor members are winking at Harry.

Their words are full of mockery.

In the past, they were worried that Harry, as the heir of Slytherin, would petrify them, but with the intervention of the Aurors and a long period of peaceful life.

This worry has long disappeared.

It has turned into unscrupulous bullying!

However, this is also an old tradition of Gryffindor.

It is reasonable that the son should pay for the debts of his father.

"Hehehe! What are you doing!"

Lockhart came from not far away and dispersed the Gryffindor students.

He had suspected that Harry was the heir of Slytherin before, but he changed his mind.

When Mrs. Norris was in trouble, Harry was by his side. Where would he have time to mess around with so many things?

Besides, Harry was an important person for him to get attention at Hogwarts.

Compared with such rumors, he felt that his reputation was more important!

For most students, the professor's majesty was still quite great.

Hearing Lockhart's words, the students dispersed.

Lockhart walked to Harry and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't take it to heart, Harry!"

"You know, if you want to become a celebrity in the wizarding world, you have to endure all kinds of eyes."

Harry was reluctant to pay attention to him, but now, except for Lockhart, it seemed that not many people were willing to talk to him.

"Argus, were you also..."

Hermione looked at Harry and suddenly remembered that Argus was also misunderstood as the heir of Slytherin for a period of time.

Moreover, that period was the most serious stage of the incident.

The pressure Argus was under at that time might be much greater than that of Harry now.

While he was misunderstood by countless people outside, she was thinking about how to roll inward and how to surpass him in the library.

This made the little witch of Ravenclaw feel extremely guilty.

Argus looked at Hermione's worried eyes, and a long-lost feeling of joking came to her mind.

She pretended to sigh: "Yes, I was really tortured at that time."

"No one wanted to talk to me, everyone avoided me like a dark wizard."

"Especially a little witch, she didn't even look at me."

"That's not the case, Argus!"

Hearing this, Hermione felt even more guilty.

She hurriedly opened her mouth to explain, but met Argus's half-smile.

She immediately realized that she had been fooled!

Angrily, she took a step and walked forward.

He kept blaming himself for not using his brain.

With Argus's reputation in Slytherin, let alone saying that he is not the heir of Slytherin.

Even if he is, the people of Slytherin probably won't be afraid of him at all.

They will even be more excited!

Not far away, Harry saw Argus's figure and remembered that Argus was also misunderstood as the heir of Slytherin.

Both were misunderstood, but their situations were completely opposite.

Harry was made difficult by others, while Argus didn't even have anyone who dared to speak loudly to him!

Even the people of Slytherin respected him more!

This puzzled him and made him feel a little wronged.

You are also misunderstood, why are you still the same as before?

I have to endure the humiliation of others!

Just because you are the chief?

Can the chief be different?

Unfortunately, he probably won't have the opportunity to ask Argus in person.

...

Argus caught up with Hermione and coaxed the little witch for a long time before she calmed down.

"Hermione, are you going home this Christmas?"

"Of course!" Hermione looked at Argus as if she was looking at a fool.

Her expression seemed to say, where else can I go if not home?

"I mean, do you want to bring your parents to experience Christmas in the wizarding world?"

"They have been in the Muggle world for the past few decades. Maybe they will feel more novel if they change places."

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Hermione was also somewhat tempted.

Indeed, they have been doing the same old routine every Christmas in recent years.

It's okay once or twice, but after a long time, they will feel more or less bored.

It may be a good choice to come to the wizarding world to experience it.

"Will nothing happen to them?"

Hermione was still a little worried.

"Just let them feel the atmosphere, not let them live here."

"With you by their side, nothing will happen."

Argus smiled and comforted.

He actually invited Hermione's parents with some selfish motives.

Hermione's parents are dentists.

In the UK, dentists are high-income people, and there are many business elites among their patients.

They have been in the business world for many years and understand the twists and turns much better than a half-baked person like me.

I was able to develop the Saints to the current state, mostly due to the various business experiences in my previous life.

But these experiences can only be used to control some directions, and many specific details still require professional knowledge to analyze.

Argus also thought about using magic to make some Muggle business elites work for him.

But doing so is too risky.

Almost all of these business elites have a large number of connections. Once problems arise, the impact on the Muggle world is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

The noise caused by that time will be much greater than Harry's flying car!

The long-term layout of the Saints will fail.

In desperation, Argus can only adopt this compromise method, contacting some business elites through Hermione's parents, and learning from them in the name of business cooperation.

Anyway, the currency of the Muggle world is no different from waste paper to them.

As long as you want to do it, there are many ways!

"I'll go back and discuss it with them."

"I've never experienced Christmas in the wizarding world, so I'll just go with them and see it!"

"If it's too late, stay overnight at the Leaky Cauldron."

Hermione became excited, and her steps became brisk.

Agus chuckled and shook his head: "If you go to Diagon Alley, can I still let you stay at the Leaky Cauldron?"

"If it's really too late, go to my place, or Saints also have a lot of manors, just ask the house elves to clean it up."

"Let's talk about it then, I'll go home and discuss it with my parents first." Hermione didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't stop smiling.

"I'll find you when I get to Diagon Alley!"

"It's a deal?"

"It's a deal!"