The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Good fellow, how much do you hate Lupin?

He just took a break, and you wanted to let the whole school know that Lupin is a werewolf!

Argus thought to himself, and looked up to meet Snape's eyes.

Suddenly he remembered that Snape seemed to have given him a hint when the school just started.

He just pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't take it seriously.

"Mr. Grindelwald, as one of Professor McGonagall's most proud students, you should know the difference between the two."

Snape didn't seem to react on the surface, but Argus, who often came into contact with him, could read a hint of dissatisfaction from his tone!

More... looking forward to it?

"Animagus is an advanced application of Transfiguration. It is a wizard who chooses to transform into an animal."

"The forms are different."

"Werewolves are just the opposite. They have no choice and will turn into wolves every full moon night."

"They will forget their identities, their bodies will be occupied by animal nature, and they will even kill their relatives and friends."

"During the transformation into wolves, they will only respond to the calls of their companions."

"Mr. Grindelwald, I think you should practice more than memorizing books!" Snape said lightly.

"Sit down, five points for Slytherin!"

"It's him again! Snape always asks people from his own college to answer questions!"

Agus's answer became a show-off in Ron's eyes.

It caused him strong dissatisfaction.

As soon as he turned his head and muttered to Harry, he attracted Snape's gaze.

"Mr. Weasley, and... Mr. Potter!"

"I remember I've told you more than once that in my class..."

"No! Discussions! Allowed! Without permission!!"

"Do you lack self-control, or do you think it's great to be a savior who talks about classmates behind their backs?"

Snape's sarcasm confused Harry.

What did I say!

Didn't I just ask where Professor Lupin went before?

Where to talk about classmates, where to discuss without permission!

Is it unreasonable!

Ron, who was really causing trouble, huddled up at this time, lowered his head and dared not raise it.

For fear that Snape would notice him.

"Because you disrupted the order of the class and talked about the behavior of classmates and professors."

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor!"

After Snape finished speaking, he threw his clothes and returned to the podium.

"You! Why! Don't you write these down! On paper!"

Swish!

The whole classroom was instantly covered by the sound of feather pens rubbing against parchment.

"To make up for your ignorance, hand over two rolls of parchment reports on werewolves to my desk on Monday morning."

"The focus is on how to identify werewolves!"

When Snape said this, he stared at Argus without blinking.

"Is it clear, Grindel..."

"Professor, there will be a Quidditch match tomorrow!" Harry has become a formal member of the Gryffindor team at this time, and he attaches great importance to the Quidditch match that can defend the honor of the college.

Snape's face turned cold when his spell was interrupted.

He turned around and put his hands on Harry's desk.

His eyes were fixed on Harry's eyes.

"Then you can be careful and don't get hurt! Mr. Potter!"

"Even if you lose your arms and legs, don't think about being lazy!"

"Turn your book to page 394!"

Snape snorted coldly, stood up and began to give a formal lecture.

"The word werewolf originated from..."

"There are several ways to become a werewolf, including gaining the ability to transform..."

It has to be said that this class is almost the most detailed one Argus has ever heard Snape talk about.

Even more detailed than his own potion class.

From time to time, he would talk about some knowledge that was not in the books, which was used to identify and avoid werewolves.

It can be said that as long as you listen carefully, you don't need to use your brain to do the two parchment homework.

Just rely on the notes in class.

After finishing the Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by Snape, Argus came to the bathroom on the first floor and activated the time converter as usual.

After half a month of study, this place has basically become his exclusive place to use the time converter.

At first, Argus wanted to go to the Room of Requirement, but the Room of Requirement was located on the eighth floor, and it was too time-consuming to go back and forth.

And the rituals required were too complicated, so he had to give up temporarily and only use it as a place to practice magic.

...

The rain in the sky was still drizzling.

Because Sirius appeared in Hogsmeade Village some time ago, many extracurricular activities at Hogwarts have been suspended.

Only Quidditch was left.

The biting cold wind mixed with cold raindrops made Argus, who didn't want to move, even more reluctant to move.

"Let's go, Argus!"

"The prefect needs to rest these two days and can't be exposed to the wind. Let's go to the Quidditch stadium to maintain order!"

"Are we going to maintain order or watch the game?"

Finally, Argus was dragged to the Quidditch stadium by Draco.

He was not interested in Quidditch. The focus was on maintaining order among the Slytherin members in the stadium.

When they arrived at the Quidditch stadium, there were already many people standing on the field.

He and Draco's wizard robes were high-end goods, with magic to block rain. As long as they put on the cloak, they didn't have to worry about the rain soaking their clothes.

But most of the little wizards didn't have so many gold galleons, so they wore raincoats and thick blankets.

Arrived at the audience seats of the Quidditch stadium.

Even though the two teams hadn't played yet, they still couldn't hide their enthusiasm.

Excited cheers and shouts continued to reach Argus's ears.

"Now, let's invite the players from both sides to enter the field!"

Lee Jordan's voice echoed through the rain curtain throughout the entire stadium.

The teams of the two major colleges, Hufflepuff and Hogwarts, emerged from the player lounge in the rain.

Flying into the air at high speed!

There are many familiar faces among the players on both sides.

Wood, the Weasley twins, Harry...

With Madam Hooch's order, the game officially began.

The Quaffle was thrown into the air, and the players from both sides started a fierce competition.

The little wizards in the audience were not idle either, cheering for their own colleges at the top of their voices.

"Come on! Harry!"

"Go, Wood, great job!"

"Come on, don't lose to them!"

Lightning struck from time to time in the sky, but they didn't care about the extremely dangerous behavior in the eyes of Muggles.

Shuttled back and forth in the lightning, and from time to time someone was struck by lightning on the broom, but they didn't care.

The Hufflepuff players found the trace of the Golden Snitch before Harry.

He raised his broom and flew up to the sky.

Harry followed closely behind.

The two were like two flying fishes flying through the rain, constantly chasing higher water.

But as they flew higher and higher, the frequency of lightning also increased.

Several times, it brushed past the ends of their hair and missed them.

Neither of them was willing to give in, and they resolutely flew higher.

Crack!

A flash of lightning flashed, and Argus on the ground only saw one of the two black spots in the sky being hit.

It fell straight down!