The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Not sleeping at three in the morning, it's really no good! !

Otherwise, how could I suddenly meet this guy!

Argus's blood pressure soared, and his body tensed up instantly.

He knew who this person was without looking back!

Quirrell!

Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts!

More importantly, the final boss of this novel, Voldemort, is parasitic behind his head!

The noise he made by entering Hogwarts was not small!

Especially his last name, Grindelwald! It's impossible not to attract Voldemort's attention!

"Calm down, Argus!"

"With Dumbledore here, as long as you don't show any abnormality, he won't act rashly."

After silently comforting himself, Argus raised the familiar smile on his face again.

"Professor Quirrell, good evening."

"Good evening... good evening, Mr. Grindelwald! You... you are not sleeping in the lounge, why are you here?"

There was a hint of doubt in Quirrell's tone, and even a little nervousness.

"Sorry, Professor, I just went to the kitchen to have a midnight snack."

"Midnight snack?"

"Yes, I was a little engrossed in reading at night, and it was already midnight when I woke up."

"Is... is that so? It's rare to find a little wizard as studious as you."

Quirrell stuttered, his eyes scanning back and forth on Argus.

Suddenly, his face changed, and his face, which was just rosy, turned pale in an instant.

His eyes looking at Argus also became hesitant and reluctant.

Something's wrong!

His eyes were wrong!

Argus keenly noticed Quirrell's change and quietly retreated.

"Professor, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to the lounge first. If I'm caught by Mr. Filch, I'll be in trouble."

"Wish you a good dream!"

"Wait... wait a minute!"

Quirrell's forehead was sweating, as if he was enduring great pain.

He forced a smile.

"Mr. Grindelwald, if you are willing, why don't you bring your book to my office and I can help you refer to it?"

"It's too late, so I won't bother you, Professor."

"I'll visit you another day!" Argus kept walking.

He said as he stepped back.

"Mr. Grindelwald, it's not like a good student to refuse the teacher's invitation."

Just as Argus was about to run away, Quirrell's expression suddenly changed.

There was an indescribable strange temperament on the whole person.

His eyes were full of confidence!

Argus was absent-minded for a moment, and the next second, the brain block was running wildly!

Soul reading? Damn it!

Really provoked Voldemort!

I shouldn't have agreed to the Weasley twins to go out for a midnight snack today!

The peaceful days have lasted too long, and I don't even have this little bit of defense!

It seems that I really need to exercise!

Argus thought to himself.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

Whether I can get away is a problem!

He was afraid that sudden action would alert Voldemort, so he kept his expression unchanged and continued to respond with a faint smile.

"Professor, it's not that I want to refuse, it's just that it's too late, and I have to go to class tomorrow."

"If you doze off in class, Professor McGonagall will be unhappy."

Finding that Argus was just a little absent-minded, Quirrell's eyes flashed with surprise.

He looked at Argus with interest.

"Mr. Grindelwald is afraid of the professor?"

"I'm a student, it would be abnormal if I wasn't afraid, right?"

"Ka-ka!"

At this moment, subtle footsteps came from a distance!

Argus raised his eyebrows, fearing that the visitor would not notice him.

The voice became louder.

"Professor Quirrell, I'm really sorry, I'm really a little tired tonight, thank you for your invitation, I will definitely come to apologize another day!"

Sure enough, the footsteps paused!

Then they quickly approached in his direction!

"Mr. Grindelwald, if I remember correctly, you should be lying in bed now, instead of wandering around the castle like a stupid Gryffindor lion!"

This was the first time Argus felt that Snape's voice was so beautiful!

Quirrell looked up at the direction Snape came from, and looked at Argus with more interest.

"Mr. Grindelwald, we will meet again."

"I hope you won't refuse my invitation next time."

"Of course, Professor!"

Snape's arrival gave Argus confidence instantly.

Turning his head, he was facing Snape's gloomy face.

"Mr. Grindelwald, do you want to explain to your hard-working old dean why you violated the school rules on the second day of school!"

"Professor Snape, I just came out for a midnight snack."

"Midnight snack?" Snape sneered: "Maybe Madam Pomfrey's tranquilizer is more suitable for you."

"Congratulations, Mr. Grindelwald, because of your "brave" behavior, you have successfully won yourself a week of detention"

"Slytherin deduction of five points!"

"Tomorrow night, remember to report to Mr. Filch."

"Also, go back to bed now!"

"Okay, dean!" Argus just nodded and smiled. No emotion can be seen.

Turned around and walked towards the Slytherin common room.

Snape questioned from behind.

"Professor Quirrell, I think you know very well..."

...

In the headmaster's office.

Dumbledore lay on the recliner, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest.

Ever since he learned what Ron did today, his wrinkled brows have never relaxed.

He is old, and it is almost impossible to deal with the resurrected Voldemort.

Harry is his hope for the future!

From Harry's birth, to being admitted to Hogwarts, and then to school.

Every step was carefully designed by him.

Ron Weasley is the partner he prepared for Harry!

Dumbledore thought that with the talent and strength of the Weasley family and their influence in the wizarding world, he could become Harry's excellent helper in the future.

Unexpectedly, he still missed a point after all his calculations!

That is... what if Ron can't take on the task of the savior's partner?

You know, his requirements for Harry's partner are not just as simple as eating, drinking and playing with him.

Ron needs to help Harry at critical moments and help him quickly grow into a pillar against Voldemort.

But what has Ron done now?

What happened in the potion class can be explained by mistakes, but what about the flying class?

This is no longer a question of whether or not to help Harry, it is about leading Harry astray!

Once Harry is influenced by him and becomes a person full of jealousy and attention-seeking, how can he fight Voldemort!

He thought about this matter all night.

Just as he was thinking hard, the stone statue outside the door suddenly opened.

Snape walked in with a drooping face.

"Severus, you are here."

Dumbledore's vicissitudes of life voice was a little tired.

Snape walked into the headmaster's office, swinging his dark robe, and the whole person was like a giant bat.

"Quirrell met Mr. Grindelwald tonight."

Dumbledore's eyes opened, and his relaxed waist gradually straightened.

"What's going on?"

"It should be a coincidence!"

"Why do you say that?"

Snape thought for a moment and replied, "I can feel that Argus is not very willing to talk to Quirrell."

"Or, disgust is more appropriate!"

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that he has noticed something."

"He can detect...that person?"

"Mr. Grindelwald's level of brain occlumency is quite good. Even I can't detect his true thoughts." Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows.

"With Voldemort's current state, it is not surprising that he will detect it if he rashly uses Legilimency."

"Severus!"

Dumbledore's expression suddenly became serious.

"I want to ask you a favor!"

"Our headmaster, do you even need to monitor an eleven-year-old child?"

Snape can become a double agent, both in terms of mind and strength, he is top-notch.

You can see what Dumbledore is thinking at a glance.

The tone is very sarcastic.

"It's not surveillance, you just need to pay more attention to the child."

"He looks too much like my old friend, and he's very close to Harry."

"I'm worried..."

Snape sneered: "What are you worried about? Mr. Grindelwald won't do so many stupid things like Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley, whose heads are full of sphinxes!"

Dumbledore looked directly into Snape's eyes: "You know what I mean, we have no chance of failure."

"Harry's growth can't go wrong."

Snape didn't even look at him, and turned to leave.

Dumbledore spoke again: "He is Lily's only child, and like Lily, he has a pair of emerald green eyes!"

Snape paused.

His body trembled slightly.

"We must create a perfect growth environment for Harry within our capabilities."

"We can't let him affect our plans!"

"Severus!"

Snape was silent for a long time, and walked straight out of the headmaster's office.

"Got it!"