Chapter 38

The iron basin was turned back into a wooden table.

Argus took out the notes Voldemort had given him.

He only glanced at them briefly in the office, and his mind was shaken.

"It's a pity that your thoughts are too obvious."

Argus smiled slightly and started to use the brain block technique.

Voldemort's notes are indeed good things, and the knowledge in them is also real.

But for an eleven-year-old wizard like Argus, these black magics are too advanced.

Not to mention that if you don't pay attention, even if you concentrate, it's only a matter of time before you are occupied by evil thoughts.

But what he didn't know was that Argus's level of brain block technique was far beyond his imagination.

As long as you don't deliberately study it in depth, it is easy to simply understand the knowledge contained in it.

Even if Argus himself can't study it, there are Vita, Grindelwald and others!

It will be of great use to give it to them.

Immersed in Voldemort's notes, Argus suddenly woke up until it was getting dark.

There was a burst of amazement in his heart.

Sure enough, people who can become the Dark Lord are not simple.

There are not many things that Argus can really learn, but even so, he has benefited a lot from an afternoon.

The notes analyze the origin of black magic in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Before, Argus had always had a misunderstanding that the three major types of black magic belong to three different categories.

But Voldemort put forward a completely different point of view in his notes.

Whether it is a curse, a poison curse or a curse, its essence is derived from the evil thoughts of the wizard.

The difference lies in the strength of the evil thoughts!

For example, the front teeth are like a big stick, and the grin is like a loud noise. It seems to be just a small evil curse, but it is actually a weakened or decomposed version of many curses.

Many seemingly unrelated spells, through Voldemort's explanation and integration, have become the underlying foundation of a large number of complex black magic.

"It's getting late, let's go eat something first."

"We have to go to the Forbidden Forest for confinement later."

Argus closed his eyes and cleared the evil thoughts that corroded his brain.

Recalling the conversation with Voldemort in the morning.

From Voldemort's words, we can know that he should have guessed the hiding place of the Philosopher's Stone.

He did not act rashly because he was worried that if the action failed, it would alert the enemy.

So he had to go there in advance to get information.

Unfortunately, Argus, who was familiar with the plot, already knew what was hidden inside and had no intention of taking risks.

Just wait until next week to meet Voldemort and simply reveal the existence of Fluffy.

The existence of the three-headed dog was sold once, and the origin of the three-headed dog was sold once.

Maybe the method to deal with the three-headed dog can be sold again.

Selling one piece of information at three prices, this deal is a big profit.

As for Voldemort's resurrection... that's a headache for Dumbledore.

Even in the original book, Dumbledore knew what Voldemort was planning, and revealing the news himself only accelerated the process.

A remnant soul can't make waves!

After dinner, I followed Hagrid to the Forbidden Forest.

Nothing happened along the way.

In the next few days, the peaceful life made Argus feel unprecedentedly relaxed.

Until the last day of confinement, Argus received a letter from Vita Rosier.

The letter informed that she had acquired several shops with good locations in Diagon Alley and could open a shop at any time.

Apart from that, there was no other information.

For most wizards, cat head images are not the best choice for sending messages.

Especially some important information, which is too easy to leak!

Vita knew Argus's situation and did not dare to express the current situation of the saint in the letter.

Prepare to find a suitable time and place to discuss the next plan with him.

The same is true for Argus.

After learning that the location of the store has been chosen, I plan to talk to Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest at night about the purchase of magical creature materials.

…

Late at night.

After completing the patrol with Hagrid, the two walked to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Argus spoke.

"Hagrid, if you have time these two days, you can pack up the materials you want to sell."

"When the time comes, I will directly use the traceless extension spell to take the things away, so you don't have to run back and forth again."

"Ah! You really want to buy it! I thought..." Hagrid's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Think I was kidding you at the time?" Argus said helplessly.

"I didn't mention this to you these two days because there are still some things to deal with in the store."

"Instead of letting you work hard for a long time without knowing where to send it, it's better to leave it in the hands of you, the master of magical creatures."

"Your maintenance methods are much better than those so-called scholars!

"

Argus was flattering and praising, obviously looking for a free scapegoat, someone to take responsibility for the material problems.

But he said it as if he trusted Hagrid very much.

Through Hagrid's big beard, you can clearly see his face flushed with shame.

Scratching his head.

"I'm sorry, Argus, I shouldn't doubt my friend..."

"It's okay, I'm only eleven years old, and it's normal to have concerns when discussing big business with a little wizard like me."

"I forgot you're only eleven years old, sometimes I really feel like I'm talking to an adult wizard."

Hagrid sighed: "Argus, I suggest you communicate more with your peers like Harry. Little wizards are too mature and it's easy for them to lose the joy of childhood."

"I'll consider it. "

...

The next day.

Although Argus slept very late last night, his biological clock still made him get up early.

When in Austria, Vita would urge him to do morning exercises every day.

At first, Argus didn't care, thinking that wizards only needed to focus on magic.

Until he practiced magic with Vita and found that even if the opponent didn't use magic to counterattack, he could still make him helpless by just moving his body.

Only then did he understand that for a wizard, the body is as important as magic.

Even as strong as Dumbledore, he couldn't get rid of the constraints of the body.

Since then, except for some special circumstances that made him unable to get up, Argus almost exercised without fail.

After one day of class, Argus found a problem.

The dormitory space is too small, it's okay to read books or something.

If you want to practice magic, I'm afraid it will make a lot of noise.

"It seems that if you want to practice magic, you still have to go to the Room of Requirement. "

Argus remembered that there was a legendary place in Hogwarts Castle.

The Room of Requirement, also known as the Room of Coming and Going.

Legend has it that it sometimes appears and sometimes disappears, and one can only enter it when he really needs it.

It will be arranged according to the needs of the visitor, and even the Marauder's Map cannot display it.

"If you go there to practice, you shouldn't have to worry about being discovered by others."

Just do it!

Argus put the notes Voldemort gave him into his arms, and with the characteristics of the Room of Requirement in his memory, he found the tapestry of "The Troll Beats the Fool Barnabas with a Wooden Stick" on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

After making sure that no one saw him on the way, Argus muttered in his heart.

"I need a place to practice magic."

Across the tapestry, a very smooth door suddenly appeared in front of Argus.

There was no sign.

"Hogwarts really hides a lot of secrets!"

"With this place, you don't have to hide when practicing magic or doing experiments in the future. "

Agus chuckled and walked in.