The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Walked into Snape's office.

The room was dark, with all kinds of strange materials placed inside.

A pungent smell hit me.

Snape sat at the desk in the office, with a crucible in front of him, and something was boiling inside, making a gurgling sound.

Seeing Argus come in, he did not signal him to sit down.

"Do you know how to deal with the snake skin of the African tree snake?"

"I know, professor."

Argus briefly recounted the treatment method he learned from the potion book.

"Just barely acceptable." Snape gave his evaluation.

For a professor who has never praised his students, this evaluation is already very good.

Argus ignored the other party's sarcasm and went straight to the medicine cabinet next to him.

"At the bottom, in the third cabinet!"

"Okay, professor!"

Argus came to the medicine cabinet and found that there was no defensive magic here. The materials were neatly classified and placed in a certain order.

On second thought, if the place was really heavily guarded, Hermione in the original book would not have been able to steal the ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion in his office.

Taking out the snake skin, Argus began to process it according to the steps he had learned from the book.

Just after he had processed two, Snape's mocking voice rang in his ears.

"Mr. Grindelwald, please take care of your poor dean's wallet a little. Not everyone is like you, who can open dozens of stores in Diagon Alley at once."

"According to your processing method, less than half of the snake skin can be used!"

Argus's mentality was very good. He did not refute and humbly asked Snape for advice.

"I'm sorry, professor, this is the first time I've handled this kind of material myself."

"If there are any shortcomings, please give me some advice."

Seemingly not used to Argus's gentle attitude, Snape returned to his seat.

"Start from the tail of the snake, cut a small hole, discard that part, and the rest can be taken out intact."

"Thank you for your advice, professor."

Agus thought for a few seconds, carefully looked at the snake skin in his hand, and after a while, he started to process it again according to Snape's method.

After doing two, Snape's voice came again.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I thought only giants' fingers would be so clumsy."

"Be gentle! You don't need to use a lot of strength to handle snake skins like a giant swinging a stick!"

"Okay, professor!"

"Mr. Grindelwald, compared to handling snake skins, I think slugs are more suitable for you, because you are also brainless!"

"These snake skins have been processed, and there is no need to wash them again!"

"Okay professor!"

"Mr. Grindelwald..."

After an afternoon, Agus couldn't count how many times he was scolded by Snape.

Finally understood why the Ravenclaw lady was scolded and cried!

Apart from anything else, Snape is really good at insulting people.

There was no repetition in the whole afternoon!

But Argus was not angry.

He could tell that although Snape's words were harsh, every word hit the point.

In other words, he was using his own way to instruct students who were dealing with potions.

Many of the things in it were not in the books, but were summarized by him.

Sometimes they were more perfect than the standard answers in the books!

Once you can accept his sharp tongue, he will immediately become a top potion master.

As time went on, Snape spoke less and less.

Argus's learning speed was far beyond his imagination.

In just one afternoon, the other party's method of dealing with snake skins had already shown some shadows of a professional potion master.

Snape's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

Many of the treatment suggestions he put forward required not only talent, but also patience.

And these are exactly what most wizards lack.

In the past, he had also discovered many talented young wizards, but without exception, most of these people could not stand the boring potion processing procedures.

At most, they would stay for less than a week, either finding an excuse to escape, or never come back after the confinement.

But Argus not only had no complaints for the whole afternoon, but was even able to do all his requirements.

This made him feel that he loved talents.

Time passed little by little, and the light of torches lit up outside the office.

The processing of medicinal materials also came to an end.

Argus stood up and pounded his slightly sore waist.

Under Snape's guidance, cleaning snake skins was not a difficult task, but the process was a bit boring and required careful observation.

It was a bit time-consuming.

After packing the processed snake skins, Argus handed it to Snape, waiting for his evaluation.

But the other party's attention was obviously not on him, and he was concentrating on the potion in the crucible in front of him.

After a long time, Snape saw Argus next to him and glanced at him.

Give your own evaluation.

"It's still usable."

"Remember to come early tomorrow."

"Understood, Professor!"

As Argus was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the corner of Snape's desk.

A lily was about to bloom.

The pure white aura was out of tune with the style of the entire room.

"Mr. Grindelwald, if you don't want your eyes, I don't mind helping you dig them out!"

Snape's cold voice sounded.

"Get out!"

Obviously, Argus's gaze annoyed him.

Yagus only found out after being kicked out of the office.

The time it takes to process the herbs yourself seems a little too long.

It was so long that I had missed dinner and it was time for curfew.

But for Yagus, it doesn't matter whether he has a curfew or not.

Anyway, Filch won't catch him. Among the other deans, as long as they don't run into Professor McGonagall, nothing big will happen.

Went all the way to the Hogwarts kitchen and enjoyed a delicious dinner.

Thinking that Snape had taught him many good things, Argus thoughtfully asked the house elf to send one to Snape.

Then I went back to the dormitory and had a good sleep.

He slept comfortably, but Dumbledore was different!

The dozens of shops that Yagus opened in Diagon Alley are simply cutting the flesh of several pure-blood families!

In just one day, their turnover dropped by one-third!

This is even before the other party’s store is famous!

After a while, when British wizards know about these shops, it will be a good thing to keep half of their sales!

Taking someone's money is like killing your parents!

Being forced to panic, they immediately decided to teach each other a lesson.

In just one night, Dumbledore dealt with more than a dozen waves of people who secretly came to cause trouble!

The poor centenarian hardly slept all night.

It's not like he didn't think about negotiating with the other party, but how could he negotiate such a thing?

Everyone, please give me some face?

I'm not stupid either. How could you, Dumbledore, negotiate a deal worth tens of thousands of gold galleons with just one word?

In desperation, Dumbledore could only decide to hold on to this period of time.

As for other matters, when the other party calms down, they will naturally send someone to negotiate.