The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Argus wanted to give Dumbledore a gift.

However, he didn't know the password to the principal's office, so he could only temporarily put the gift at the door and wait for Dumbledore to see him take it.

After doing all this, it was evening.

There were a few people sitting in the Hogwarts Hall who came to eat.

Harry saw Argus walk in, hesitated for a moment, and still greeted him.

After all, Argus was also the first friend of the same age he met in the wizarding world. Even if his best friend didn't like him, Harry still wanted to let the two get along peacefully as much as possible.

His character was very flawed. Because of family reasons, he was timid and inferior in his heart.

According to Dumbledore's original idea, he wanted to use some opportunities to show off during his time at Hogwarts to build up his confidence step by step.

Unfortunately, the appearance of Argus made everything come to nothing.

Without Hermione's advice and help, Ron's jealousy and inferiority were also exposed!

Adding the two together, the cowardice in Harry's character became more and more obvious!

Completely different from the original!

"Argus, I... I saw in the newspaper that you were arrested and taken to the Ministry of Magic. Are you okay now?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Argus did not show much enthusiasm and responded politely.

"Hey! George, look, our hero is here!"

The Weasley twins were eating. When they saw Argus coming, they greeted him with a smile.

"You came at the right time. Mrs. Molly gave me a lot of cookies. I'll send you some later."

"Please spare us!" George begged for mercy.

"We don't know how much we have eaten over the years. You should keep it!"

Hearing the voices of Argus and the Weasley twins, the few remaining students who stayed in Hogwarts came over.

They all talked about Argus's situation.

Because of the small number of people, even if everyone sat at the long table of Gryffindor, there was still a large blank space.

"Evil Slytherin! He must have used some shameful means to escape from the Ministry of Magic!"

Ron was indignant and bit the chicken leg in his hand hard.

Harry frowned slightly and explained for Argus: "Didn't you see in the newspaper that Professor Dumbledore and the four deans have come forward?"

"There are also a large group of ordinary wizards who are speaking for Argus."

"Tsk! These people are deceived by his appearance!" Ron continued to be stubborn.

His eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at Argus.

...

After dinner, Argus returned to the dormitory.

He took out the notes given to him by Arthur Weasley.

Although he didn't intend to spend too much energy on this, it wouldn't hurt to have a simple understanding.

Some of the wonderful ideas in it might bring him some other inspiration.

Suddenly, a ball of fire ignited in the air.

Then, a big red bird appeared in front of him.

"Fawkes??"

"Did Professor Dumbledore ask you to come here?"

Argus got up from the bed, took out a few biscuits and handed them to Fox's mouth.

Fox raised his head high, as if he was disdainful of it.

He threw down a note and disappeared in front of Argus.

Picking up the note, there was only one sentence written on it.

[Mr. Grindelwald, please come to the principal's office, the password is cockroach pile. ]

"What can you do with me now?"

"It's impossible that you asked me to come here to thank you for the Christmas gift?"

Agus said, but he didn't stop. He packed up a little and prepared to walk towards the principal's office.

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and took out some things from his bag, and then officially set off.

Came to the principal's office.

Dumbledore was sitting in a chair enjoying the combination of cockroach pile and milk.

"Mr. Grindelwald, thank you for your wool socks and candy, I like it very much."

"Would you like a cockroach pile as a dessert?"

Agus shook his head to refuse the familiar question.

"Principal Dumbledore, I haven't finished reading my book yet, please tell me if you have anything to say."

"Agus... Can I call you that?"

"Sometimes pushing yourself too hard may not be a good thing." Dumbledore sighed.

A flash of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

"Back then, I taught a student who was as talented as you, as hardworking as you, and loved by all the professors and teachers."

"It's a pity..."

"Please forgive the nagging of an old man. When people get old, they always like to recall the past."

Are you starting to criticize me now?

Comparing Voldemort with me?

Agus sneered in his heart.

I had expected the scene in front of me.

I just didn't expect the other party to be so impatient.

Fortunately, Dumbledore seemed to be still hesitating. With the case of Voldemort back then, he seemed to be more tolerant of himself.

This is also good, so I can have more time to plan.

With a polite smile on his face, he took out the weapon to deal with Dumbledore.

"You are very similar to my father. He also likes to recall some old friends and memories."

"Unfortunately, the person in his memory seems to have never come to see him."

The smile on Dumbledore's face froze.

His eyes were full of sadness.

He opened his mouth several times to say something, but swallowed it back.

After a while, he spoke again.

But he chose to change the topic.

"Argus, I need your help with something."

"What is it? Could it be Scrimgeour?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "No one can save him from his own mistakes!"

I don't believe you!

Not long after Dumbledore left, Fudge sent a message to Argus.

He told him exactly what Dumbledore meant.

Argus immediately asked Fudge to make everything public in the Daily Prophet the next morning.

In this way, if Dumbledore wants to do it again, he will be the enemy of all British wizards!

How could a positive character like him do this!

"What do you think of Professor Quirrell?"

"Professor Quirrell is a very good teacher." Argus pretended to be stupid.

"Really?" Dumbledore looked at him with a smile.

"If we only talk about dark magic, there are indeed few people in the wizarding world who can compare to him."

"You have been in his office for so long, you should know it very well."

"Some things can also be detected."

Aggs was not surprised that Dumbledore knew about his behavior in Quirrell's office.

He had no intention of hiding it, so he took this opportunity to be frank with Dumbledore.

"You mean, Voldemort?"

Dumbledore was slightly surprised, then smiled and said: "It's rare to find a little wizard who has the courage to call him by his name."

"Since you can call out his name, you must have seen him."

Aggs did not refute, but nodded silently.

"Eleven years ago, Professor Trelawney made a prophecy."

"The one who will destroy the Dark Lord is approaching... Born in a family that has defeated him three times, born at the end of the seventh month... The Dark Lord will mark him as his rival, but he will have a power that the Dark Lord does not have... And one of them must die at the hands of the other because when one survives, the other cannot survive... The one who has the power to destroy the Dark Lord was born at the end of July..."

"This person is Harry?"

"That's right! So, I want to give him the necessary guidance at some point." Dumbledore observed Argus's expression and tried to see his thoughts from it.

However, Argus has been training in this area, and Dumbledore can't see any clues, so he can only continue.

"Just guidance is not enough for him, he also needs the courage to fight Voldemort."

"The remnant soul now is his best training..."

"Professor Dumbledore, I don't plan to be a nanny." Argus interrupted Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had expected this a long time ago and spoke slowly.

"Argus, we have an agreement."

"The agreement only requires me to guide Harry, not to let an eleven-year-old wizard fight Voldemort."

Dumbledore sighed.

"In this case, Argus, how about we make another deal?"