The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The moment Argus said his name, he clearly saw Lucius' pupils shrink violently! Lucius never dreamed that the one who would buy his house today would be Grindelwald's heir! As a former Death Eater, he knew the Dark Lord's strength very well! What imprisoned in Nurmengard! What a joke! That's a living Dark Lord! As long as he wanted, no one in this world could catch him, let alone imprison him! Even if the Saints are not as good as before, as long as Gellert Grindelwald is still there, the Saints can come back at any time!

"It's Mr. Grindelwald, nice to meet you!"

"Me too, Mr. Malfoy, please take us to see the details of the manor."

Lucius became more and more humble, and Argus didn't say anything more and went straight to the point.

Along the way, Draco was extremely excited by the arrival of his peers, and kept pestering Argus to talk about various things.

He is only an eleven-year-old child now, and few of his peers in the past have the same status as him.

Most of them have a flattering attitude.

It's not easy to find a playmate who seems to be able to interact normally, and the joy in his heart has long been unbearable.

"Mr. Argus, how do you feel?"

After a brief contact, Lucius' attitude towards Argus has reached a new level.

Originally, he thought Argus was a child, and most things had to be decided by Vita Rosier.

But the fact is just the opposite!

Vita rarely expressed her opinions during this period, and everything was led by Argus!

The calmness and insight shown by the other party shocked him from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at his son who only knew Quidditch, Lucius couldn't help but feel disgusted.

They were both eleven years old, why was there such a big difference?

"Not bad, what do you think, Aunt Vita?"

Agus was quite satisfied with this manor. Anyway, it was just a place for him to stay, and it was impossible for him to really use it as a base.

The decoration was acceptable, and there was enough space for him to practice magic. It was enough to live in!

"If you think it's good, then decide on it. I have brought the gold galleons and can sign the contract at any time."

Vita didn't say much and signed the magic contract with Lucius immediately.

"It's getting late, so we won't disturb Mr. Agus to rest."

"Let's go, Draco!"

"Mr. Malfoy, please wait a moment."

Agus noticed the reluctance in Draco's eyes, and a subtle arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Stopped the two who were about to leave.

"I just heard from Draco that you are going to Diagon Alley tomorrow. If you don't mind, you can let Draco stay for one night and we can go together tomorrow."

"Dad!" Draco's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Lucius, shaking his arm like a spoiled child, with a pleading look on his face.

Lucius was going to refuse, but seeing his son's eager eyes, he hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

"Then I'll trouble Ms. Vita and Mr. Grindelwald to take care of it."

"Draco, remember to come back early after shopping, and don't cause trouble for Ms. Vita."

"Got it, Dad!"

With Lucius's departure, Draco's suppressed nature was finally released.

Especially with Argus as a playmate, he pestered him until late at night.

Looking at the exhausted Argus, Vita smiled.

"This is the first time I've seen you spend so much time with people of your age."

"Why? Do you think the young master of the Malfoy family is quite to your taste?"

Argus curled his lips: "I don't have this hobby. I kept him to prepare for us to enter the British pure-blood family circle."

"Although the Malfoy family has a bad reputation, they have a high status in the pure-blood family. Using them as guides is a good choice."

"It's just that Lucius is too smart. It's hard for us to tear a hole in him. Draco is different."

"He is still young and has not experienced intrigue. He may not know that he has been sold."

...

After a brief communication with Vita about going to Diagon Alley tomorrow, Argus returned to his room after saying good night to each other.

It was late at night. The manor was silent, with only the whistling wind echoing.

Argus lay on the bed and opened the system lottery interface.

"Now is not the time to be a hoarder. Anyway, the talent is full. Increasing combat power in time is the right way!

”

“System, draw a lottery.”

As soon as the voice fell, a large number of card packs slowly emerged, surrounded Argus, and kept rotating.

“It looks like Hearthstone.”

Argus randomly selected five.

Accompanied by a dazzling golden light, Argus seemed to hear the prompts when he was playing games in his previous life.

Wow, a golden legend!

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Shattered to pieces (level 3)]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Oolong out of the cave (level 2)]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Blazing flames (level 2)]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Ridiculous legs (level 1)]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the golden reward: Occlumency (level 7)]

[Current remaining achievement points: 200]

[It is detected that the host has mastered some spells. Do you want to choose fusion?]

“Fusion! "

As soon as the words fell, a stream of spell knowledge poured into Argus's brain like a tide.

Without giving him any chance to resist, he inserted forcefully and rubbed repeatedly!

[The host has excellent talent and super magic level comprehension.]

[Dragon out of the hole (level 3), Blazing Flames (level 3), Legs stand stiff and stop dead (level 3)]

"High talent can also have such a good thing! It seems that choosing to fill up the talent before the lottery was indeed right!"

After Argus merged the spells, he found that the so-called spell rewards and spell fusions were not simply adding levels.

It's experience!

For example, Blazing Flames, he originally mastered the level 2. After fusing the level 2, he did not directly upgrade it to level 5, but instilled the spell experience of the level 2 Blazing Flames into his brain, and judged the level through his comprehension.

Similarly, the same is true for other spells.

"I said, if it is the level addition, then the spell upgrade is too easy, and it can be easily upgraded to the full level. "

"It's a pity that the system's gold judgment is not based on the strength of the spell, but on the level of the spell. Only the spell above level seven is gold."

"Fortunately, this time it's not bad. If I get a Tarantella dance or something like that, I won't have a place to cry."

Agus was still very satisfied with the brain blockage he obtained this time.

Although he didn't have any direct combat capabilities, facing masters of soul reading like Dumbledore or Voldemort, not knowing brain blockage is no different from running naked.

Even in future magic battles, using brain blockage to resist the opponent's soul reading and reading one's own combat intentions is also indispensable.

For Agus, who urgently needs to convert his talent into combat power, it is a very cost-effective thing to save a lot of practice time.

...

The next morning.

"Agus, I just got the news that last night, the German and Austrian Ministry of Magic jointly took action to catch us off guard. Fortunately, we reacted quickly and evacuated people in advance. "

"Today's Daily Prophet is all about your deeds last night, and it also says that many Aurors were brutally killed by you."

Yawning, Argus, who had just woken up, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Vita's words.

"Without evidence, they can say whatever they want. The British Ministry of Magic can't put me in Azkaban just because of a few words."

"Besides, I'm just an eleven-year-old kid. Who would believe me if I said I killed more than a dozen Aurors? "

Argus had anticipated the Ministry's actions, otherwise he would not have ordered everyone to move to the UK immediately.

What's more, the UK is Dumbledore's territory. Given Dumbledore's character, as long as he is not caught by others, he will be acquitted even if someone brings him to the court.

Although many people in his previous life felt that Dumbledore was willful and even morally blackmailed, in Argus's opinion, it was this kind of Dumbledore who would give him a chance.

A gentleman can be deceived by his own way!

If Dumbledore really has no bottom line, like a certain noseless power strip, then it would be really difficult to deal with!

Just then, Draco rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked downstairs, and the conversation between the two came to an abrupt end.

Argus looked at Draco with a smile.

"Pack up, we're going to Diagon Alley!"