Headmaster's Office.
Dumbledore rubbed his temples wearily.
This wasn't the first time Rita Skeeter had smeared him; back in the day, she even wrote a book specifically to smear him.
Even so, it didn't cause such serious consequences!
Hundreds of letters of condemnation and questioning, and quite a few howling letters!
He couldn't remember the last time he received a howling letter.
It must have been at least seventy or eighty years...
"It seems this matter can't be delayed any longer. If it continues, once there are casualties among the Aurors, it will be out of control."
"But why have so many things happened during this period?"
Dumbledore closed his eyes and pondered, his mind flashing through one face after another.
"Is that you, Cornelius?"
"In the end, you couldn't resist the urge for power..."
...
Argus had no idea that Fudge had inadvertently taken the blame for him.
After a day of classes, he resigned himself to his fate and went to Snape's office.
As soon as he entered, he saw a large basin of wriggling leeches!
He felt a chill run down his spine!
"Dean, these are..."
"Oh, even our Slytherin Prefect has things he doesn't understand," Snape said sarcastically.
"Um, I really don't understand these things. How about we try something else, Dean?"
Argus knew perfectly well what these leeches were for.
One of the ingredients in the Shrinking Solution is leech juice!
Squeeze the mucus off the leech's body without killing it, to prevent contamination from other fluids inside its body!
It is arguably the most disgusting and also the most labor-intensive material.
Unfortunately, his resistance was in vain. As soon as Argus finished speaking, he saw a series of assignments on Snape's desk.
On the very top one, his name was clearly written!
Snape's pen hovered in mid-air, ready to offer his assessment.
"What did you just say, Mr. Grindelwald?"
"It's nothing, Dean!" Argus's smile was stiff as he picked up the dragon-skin gloves on the table and began to deal with it.
Snape snorted and drew a big O on Argus's homework with a quill.
Do you think I would threaten you with homework?
"Mr. Grindelwald?"
"Be careful, these leeches aren't disposable!"
In the time that followed, Argus once again experienced Snape's sharp tongue.
It was obvious that he was retaliating!
He wanted revenge for helping Lockhart and making him lose face in public!
But there was nothing he could do about it!
He could only try to swindle Lockhart out of money again to soothe his wounded heart.
By the time all the leeches were dealt with, Argus was exhausted.
Snape didn't even look at it before tossing aside the leech juice that Argus had processed.
"Mr. Grindelwald, your poor dean doesn't have as many Galleons to squander as you do."
"For dinner, it would be best to have it in the Great Hall!"
Argus suppressed the urge to curse, ate a few bites in the Great Hall, and returned to his dormitory.
He opened the system and saw that he had accumulated quite a few achievement points, so he prepared to try his luck at the lottery after a long time.
"System, I want to participate in the lottery!"
Countless identical-looking card packs hovered around Argus. He observed them carefully and found that there was indeed no clue from their appearance.
He randomly opened five card packs that were nearby.
Blue and white light flashed in succession!
The last card pack burst forth with a ghostly green light!
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Occlumency (Level 2), Inferi Creation Charm (Level 3), Scarpin's Revelio (Level 2), Patronus Charm (Level 2)]
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Dementor's Kiss (Level 4)]
[Current remaining achievement points: 0]
[Host has been detected to have mastered some spells. Do you wish to fuse them?]
"Inferi Creation Charm!"
When Argus saw the curse he received in this lottery, he almost jumped out of bed.
Aside from the Occlumency, all of them were high-difficulty spells that required a lot of time to practice!
The Patronus Charm and the Dementor's Kiss needed no further explanation.
The Scarpin's Revelio was a complex spell for identifying potions; in the original books, Professor Slughorn only taught it to them in their sixth year.
Even so, Hermione was the only one in the entire class who understood!
Not to mention the Inferi Creation Charm!
It was a form of black magic that awakened the dead; the awakened one had another name.
Inferi!
Voldemort mass-produced his Inferi to protect them!
He adjusted his mindset and chose to integrate!
Countless bits of magical knowledge were stuffed into his brain.
After a brief sting, his eyes regained their clarity.
[Host possesses exceptional talent, having attained super-magical comprehension]
[Patronus Charm (Level 3), Dementor's Kiss (Level 5)]
"A level three Patronus Charm probably still can't summon a Patronus."
"A level five Dementor's Kiss is quite useful!"
Argus carefully considered his next plan.
The agreement with Dumbledore required him to ensure Harry's safety for three years.
In those three years, the only times Harry could be said to have been in mortal danger were when he was taken away by the Dementors and during the Triwizard Tournament.
As for this year's Basilisk, whether Harry would even have a chance to deal with it was another matter.
The Dementors weren't hard to deal with. Just send a few acolytes who knew the Patronus Charm outside the school to keep an eye on them. Inside the school, they would keep an eye on them and wouldn't give them a chance to do anything reckless.
As for the three-way battle for supremacy, they needed to plan it out carefully.
Voldemort would be resurrected on the day of the finals. Even without Harry, Argus didn't intend to let him come back to life so easily.
They must at least leave themselves a backup plan against him!
Lying in bed, Argus repeatedly simulated his plan in his mind.
But a perfect solution could not be found.
No matter how it was designed, there would always be some minor flaws.
What might seem insignificant could lead to complete defeat!
Just then, he caught a glimpse of the suitcase containing Voldemort's Horcruxes out of the corner of his eye.
A bold idea popped into his mind.
The person who understood Voldemort best was, of course, himself!
Perhaps he could make use of his diary!
Let's do it!
He opened the box, and any one of the items inside, if placed outside, could cause a huge uproar.
Slytherin's locket, Nicolas Flamel's Philosopher's Stone, Ravenclaw's Diadem, and the Elder Wand, one of the Deathly Hallows.
And Tom Riddle's diary!
The items were separated by magic to prevent them from coming into contact, in order to prevent any unforeseen accidents.
He took out the diary he had gotten back the night before, and was about to write down his questions when...
Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he activated the Occlumency.
His eyes glanced toward the door.
"Ginny wrote a lot in her diary, and if I use my real name to communicate with Tom Riddle, it is very likely to arouse his suspicion."
"We need to change the name..."
He thought for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
"Using this name should be perfectly reasonable and won't arouse Tom Riddle's suspicion!"
Argus picked up his pen and wrote the first line in his diary.
"My name is Ron Weasley."
The ink marks vanished from the white paper in the blink of an eye, and as it drew closer, a line of jet-black characters slowly emerged.
"Hello, Ron Weasley."
"My name is Tom Riddle."
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