The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The truth is, the truth is.

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, his expression even more gloomy.

Yes, he knew that after his death, almost all the truly loyal Death Eaters were liquidated.

The ones left were all fence-sitters!

Like Barty Crouch Jr., Amycus Carrow, Bella, don't they have backgrounds?

If they wanted, they could have used their power and connections to escape like Lucius or Karkaroff.

But they didn't!

They resolutely chose to stick to their identity as Death Eaters.

Compared with them, Snape's credibility really needs to be questioned.

"After the last action, Dumbledore has been on guard. What you want may have been moved to another place."

"If you continue to act, the gains will not outweigh the losses."

Agus looked at Voldemort's face and continued to speak.

"You want to disobey my orders!"

Agus's words made Voldemort, who was in a bad mood, even more angry.

He raised his hand and cast a spell to teach him a lesson.

The pale green light rushed straight to Agus's face.

Agus would not be as stupid as those Death Eaters.

He clenched his wand and fought back with a disarming spell!

Voldemort is now much weaker than when he first came into contact.

During this period of time, even in the original book, Voldemort needed to suck the blood of unicorns to survive, not to mention that he had to teach magic to Agus in addition to his frequent appearances.

The degree of weakness is even worse!

Zizi!

Two beams of light collided violently in the classroom!

Argus swung the red beam of light emitted by the disarming spell!

Accompanied by a burst of explosions, a big hole was blown out on the floor of the office.

How could Voldemort allow anyone to resist him? He stood up with a dangerous smile on his face.

"It seems that my dear disciple thinks he is quite strong."

"You dare to fight with the teacher!"

Looking at the magic light emitted from Voldemort's wand, Argus smiled faintly.

"Teacher, in your current state, it is better to save some magic power."

Voldemort laughed in anger: "Are you threatening me?"

"I dare not, just some small suggestions."

Voldemort stared at Argus with his eyes, and after a long time, he sat back in his chair.

As early as some time ago, he had discovered that he began to be unable to figure out Argus's strength.

In the past, through the questions asked by Argus and the other party's answers.

He could at least deduce the other party's progress.

But now, as Argus's questions gradually deepened, coupled with his wild ideas, even he was amazed by the other party's ideas from time to time.

Voldemort was completely clueless about the extent of the other party's research!

He was tyrannical, not stupid!

He knew exactly how much he had left!

Even though he didn't know Argus's strength, he knew that with his talent, his progress was definitely far beyond his imagination.

If he acted rashly, even if he won, the result would be unbearable for him!

After thinking about this, he hid his murderous intent.

He looked at Argus coldly.

"Write down what happened last night!"

"Tonight, you will go to the Forbidden Forest with me."

"Okay, respected teacher!"

...

In the afternoon, at the Quidditch match.

Although there were some unhappy episodes yesterday.

But this did not affect the enthusiasm of the little wizards for Quidditch.

Compared with the Buddhist Hufflepuff and the Ravenclaw who spent every day in the library.

Slytherin and Gryffindor, who were mortal enemies, were far more exciting and concerned than usual.

The Slytherin chiefs were in the first row, staring at the players of both teams in the air.

At the same time, a platinum-haired man wearing a gorgeous wizard robe and holding a bright silver cane walked slowly towards Slytherin.

Hearing the footsteps behind them, the Slytherin chiefs turned their heads and saw the person in front of them and hurried forward to greet him.

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy!"

"Dear Mr. Malfoy, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Mr. Malfoy, Amiri Carrow greets you."

A series of slightly flattering voices rang out.

Not only the Slytherin chiefs, but even ordinary students were alarmed and came over to show their presence.

Even among the sacred twenty-eight families, the Malfoy family is also in the upper class.

As the head of the Malfoy family, Lucius's status should be treated with caution even by their fathers.

Not to mention these children.

Facing

Lucius only nodded indifferently to the greetings from everyone.

His expression was cold, and he didn't even look at them.

He let these people chatter in front of him, and only replied occasionally.

But when Argus appeared in front of him, his originally arrogant look immediately turned into deep respect.

"Mr. Grindelwald, long time no see!"

Argus smiled politely: "Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy."

"I didn't expect you to come to Draco's game in person, I'm really flattered!"

"Draco is my friend, I promised him to come."

"It's an honor for the Malfoy family to be your friend."

Looking at Lucius, who was completely different from before, a group of Slytherin members smiled bitterly.

Previously, they had only read about Argus in the newspaper news. Although they were shocked, he was someone from the same school as them.

In addition, they were all classmates around them, so they didn't feel anything when they actually got along.

Until now, even their fathers needed flattery, but they were so servile in front of Argus!

The strong contrast made them a little bit unbelievable for a while.

"The Malfoy family's recent business should be good, right? I heard from Aunt Vita that you have provided a lot of channels during this period."

"No, just a little connection, not worth mentioning compared to you."

Lucius' attitude was very humble, showing the tradition of the Malfoy family to seek benefits and avoid harm.

The conversation between the two ended until the fireworks in the sky were lit to symbolize the start of the game.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I'm going to say hello to an old friend, do you want to come with me?"

"Uh... No need, I'll just go with my classmates."

Argus certainly knew who the old friend Lucius was talking about was.

Snape!

The two were in the same school and were both Death Eaters, and they had known each other for many years.

In his previous life, he had heard many people say that Snape was Draco's godfather, and he specifically asked Draco about it after coming to Slytherin.

The only response he got was Draco's confused look.

If you think about it carefully, in the original book, Snape's attitude towards Draco can only be regarded as taking care of an old friend's child, at most he is more pleasing to the eye.

While thinking, the game on the court has already begun.

With Madam Hooch's whistle, the Quaffle and the Bludger flew out at the speed of light.

Draco stood in mid-air, dodging the Bludger while observing the surroundings, trying to find the trace of the Golden Snitch as quickly as possible.

The moment he saw Lucius and Argus, his smile was obviously much brighter.

Just when he was still struggling with how to stand out.

A sudden change occurred!