The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them appeared out of thin air.

Diagon Alley.

Vita appeared out of thin air with the two of them.

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Before Argus had time to be happy, he saw Draco next to him holding the wall and retching.

"Ugh!"

"Isn't this your first time to Apparate?" Argus looked strange.

"How is it possible!" Hearing this, Draco almost jumped up, but he vomited again before he got up.

After about two or three minutes, he finally recovered.

Just as Argus was about to enter Diagon Alley with Draco, several sneaky figures caught his attention.

Is it an Auror? Or is it the power of a pure-blood family?

Argus gave Vita an inquiring look, and the other nodded.

Meaning that he had noticed it.

"Argus, you go buy the things needed for Hogwarts first, I'll go do something." Vita quietly took out the wand from her sleeve, hinting Argus to deal with them first.

Argus understood and nodded, "Aunt Vita, you go first, I'll find you after I take Draco shopping."

Turned to look at Draco.

"Let's go, let's go to Ollivander's Wand Shop first."

Argus took a step and came to a store.

The store door was shabby and small, and the piles of wands almost made the entire store have no place to stay.

It's hard to imagine that this is the home of the three major wand makers in Europe, the cradle of countless wizards.

"Oh~ Two little wizards, welcome."

A standard British accent sounded from a pile of boxes, and an old man with dirty white hair and brown flared sleeves walked out.

"Hello, Mr. Ollivander!" Argus showed great respect for this top technical talent in the wizarding world.

"Come on, kids."

Olivander warmly welcomed the two in.

"Platinum-colored hair, pure-blood temperament, you are the child of the Malfoy family! I still remember when your father came to buy a wand, it was a wand made of elm and dragon nerves."

"In a blink of an eye, his son should go to school."

As soon as he saw Draco, Ollivander immediately showed the characteristics of the first intelligence dealer in the British wizarding world, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

When he turned around and saw Argus, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Noble temperament, blond hair and blue eyes. I remember that no pure-blood family in Britain seems to have this feature. Are you..."

"Just call me Argus."

Seeing that Argus didn't speak directly, Ollivander didn't ask any more questions and went straight to the point.

"Okay, Argus, tell me, which hand do you usually use?"

"Mr. Ollivander, you misunderstood. I just accompanied Draco here. As for the wand..."

Argus took out his wand from his arms and gestured to Ollivander.

"I'm ready."

"Oh! God!"

The moment Argus took out his wand, Ollivander rushed over as if he had seen some rare treasure.

He exclaimed in amazement!

"Made of elderwood, a wand core that has never been seen before... This is..."

"It's a unicorn, the nerves of a unicorn, a magical animal from the far east."

"Unicorn?"

Based on the material of the wand alone, Ollivander realized that Argus's identity was extraordinary.

The last time the unicorn appeared was when Dumbledore and Grindelwald fought.

Since then, no one has seen this magical animal again.

The young man in front of him can take out a wand made of unicorn nerves, so his identity is beyond doubt!

"Are you from Dumbledore's family?"

Although the words were inquiring, the tone was very firm, which made Argus's smile freeze instantly.

If it weren't for the noble cultivation he had cultivated over the years, he would have wanted to snatch the wand from Ollivander immediately.

What kind of eyes!

How do I look like someone from the old bee family?

Is he worthy!

In fact, there was a certain coincidence in the acquisition of this wand.

Originally, Argus didn't plan to choose a wand so early.

By chance two years ago, he found in Grindelwald's inventory that the other party had left some unicorn hair, scales and nerves for research.

Such precious materials, of course, he would not let go easily.

So he got this wand in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Argus managed to maintain his decent smile.

"Mr. Ollivander, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Argus."

"Argus

Gus Grindelwald!"

The next second, Ollivander's eyes widened.

As a witness to the era when Gellert Grindelwald was rampant in Europe, he knew the meaning of this surname too well.

If it weren't for his father's suppression, I'm afraid he would also become a saint.

It's a pity... Alas!

For a moment, Ollivander didn't know how to talk to Argus.

"Mr. Ollivander, can you choose a wand for me first?"

Draco's words broke the originally silent atmosphere.

Olivander woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly came to Draco with a tape measure: "Little wizard of the Malfoy family, which arm do you usually use?"

"Right hand!"

"Try this, nine and a half inches, redwood and dragon nerves, very similar to your father's!"

Olivander finally returned to normal, took one out of a pile of boxes and handed it to Draco.

Draco waved it in his hand.

An explosion sounded, and the window shattered.

"Not very convenient. "

Draco shook his head unsatisfied.

"It seems that you are different from your father. Try this one again. It is ten inches long, made of hawthorn wood and has unicorn tail hair as the wand core."

As the wand was waved, the broken window slowly recovered.

Draco held the wand tightly as if he had got a new toy.

"This is it!"

"Thank you for your patronage. Seven gold galleons!"

...

After leaving Ollivander's Wand Shop, Argus smacked his lips.

He didn't hear Ollivander's classic phrase - picky customers.

It was a bit regretful for him.

Draco didn't give him time to savor it. He immediately pulled him to the other side of Diagon Alley.

"Let's go to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop to order Hogwarts student robes, and then go to Tofan Clothing Store to choose a few dresses. "

"You know, Madam Malkin's quality is too low. If Hogwarts hadn't insisted on taking care of those Muggle wizards, I wouldn't..."

Unconsciously, the two came to Madam Malkin's robe shop.

There were many little wizards choosing inside.

"Hello, are the two little wizards freshmen at Hogwarts?"

Agus smiled and replied: "Yes, Madam Malkin, please make a few sets of student robes required by Hogwarts for me and my friends."

"No problem, wait a moment."

Madam Malkin is a short and fat witch, wearing a purple dress, looking very kind, like a neighbor's aunt.

After measuring the size of Argus and Draco, she took out several finished robes, waved her wand to thread the needle, and the needle and thread and scissors kept interweaving on the robes, modifying the size of the robes.

"Madam, I want to ask, how long will our robes take? "

Argus thought he might not be able to get the robe for a while, so he planned to buy a crucible and books for the first grade first.

Just then, the bell at the door of the store rang.

Ding!

As the door opened, a thin boy walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, the boy showed a sense of cowardice, as if he didn't dare to look at people, let alone talk to people.

Argus' heart trembled.

Loose clothes, a slightly confused and helpless expression.

And there is a giant at the door!

Could it be...