The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

It didn't take long for the news of what happened in Diagon Alley and the Selwyn family to reach the Saints.

At this time, Argus was still practicing the Patronus Charm in the manor.

After a period of practice and study, the original third-level Patronus Charm has been promoted to the fourth level.

Unfortunately, the current Patronus Charm is not enough to summon a complete Patronus.

There is only a vague shadow condensed by a ball of mist.

"Soon, I guess I can summon a complete Patronus when I reach the fifth level."

Argus thought to himself.

Vita came to Argus with a towel.

"Take a break, Argus."

"These days, apart from dealing with Saint affairs, you have been practicing magic without stopping for a moment."

"You are too young, and your body will easily not be able to bear it if you continue like this."

"Okay, Aunt Vita."

Argus also understood that magic cannot be practiced in one day.

It is not a good thing to be eager for quick success.

He took the towel from Vita and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Aunt Vita, do you have any information about the Selwyn family?"

"Part of it, mainly the losses from the attack a few nights ago, three people died, three people were seriously injured, and five people were slightly injured."

"The loss of goods is about 80,000 gold galleons. It's not a serious injury, but it's enough to hurt them for a while."

"The wizards in Knockturn Alley are still retaliating against the Selwyn family these days. The specific losses are not known for the time being." Vita said like a treasure.

"It's almost over. I guess Selwyn can't bear it anymore." Argus chuckled.

"It's obvious that they all started it together, why is he the only one who has to take the revenge?"

"Aunt Vita, notify Rita Skeeter and ask her to go to Malfoy Manor quietly to find Lucius."

"Lucius will know what to do!"

...

Two days later, in the hall of the Abbott family manor.

The patriarch of the Selwyn family slammed the table.

"What do you mean! We were all involved! Why should my family bear the loss!"

"Because we are not as careless as you! Such a small thing can be used against us!"

A brown-haired, bearded middle-aged man sneered, his eyes extremely disdainful.

Others looked at each other and ignored it.

Before, they might have taken some responsibility for the Selwyn family in order to jointly deal with the Saints.

But now, the Saints have been beaten to the point where they have no strength to fight back. Who is willing to pay!

"You!" The head of the Selwyn family glared at him.

The back teeth creaked.

"We will discuss and deal with the Selwyn family's affairs later. Now we have to deal with the Saints."

"Before we deal with them, we must not have internal strife!"

An old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies knocked on the table to stop the quarrel among several people.

He turned his head and looked at Lucius.

"Patriarch Malfoy, what was the result of your last communication with the Saints?"

"If they are willing to stop, we don't mind making peace with them."

These purebloods are also people who cherish their lives.

The power of the Saints cannot be dealt with simply by talking.

Don't think that they seem to have the upper hand now. When the time comes to overturn the table, who knows what will happen!

Even if Grindelwald himself does not take action, if they want to eat the Saints, not half of the people present may survive!

Which of these people is not in a high position? Who is willing to die?

So, if it can be resolved peacefully, try to resolve it peacefully.

Lucius shook his head: "I talked to the Saints twice, and they have no intention of stopping for the time being."

"Humph, don't know how to raise your head!" The old man snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with Lucius's answer.

"What can a little kid of twelve or thirteen know?"

"It's just relying on his father's name to deceive fence-sitters!" The patriarch of the Rosier family said, looking at Lucius and others with contempt.

The head of the Rawl family was excited: "Since the Saints are unwilling to stop, let's just do it in one go..."

"No!" The old man of the McMillan family knocked on the table.

"We want the Saints to stop spreading magical knowledge, not to fight them to death!"

"Malfoy boy, what is the attitude of the Saints?"

"Is there any hope of peace?"

Lucius shook his head.

The moment he saw Rita Skeeter quietly coming to Malfoy Manor, he realized how big a game Argus was playing.

What Argus wanted was not only to clarify the reputation of the Saints.

But he wanted to take this opportunity to make the pure-blood families in the British wizarding world become everyone's favorite!

Completely pull the pure-blood families off the altar!

This also made him extremely fortunate that he had chosen to surrender a long time ago.

Now, if he said that the Saints had the possibility of peace, the pure-blood families would indeed reduce the number of shots and reduce the pressure on the Saints.

But at the same time, it would be more difficult for the Saints to catch their handles.

Instead of taking a short breath, it is better to tighten the belt and tame the other party completely in one go!

"Old McMillan, you want to make peace, but they may not be willing!" The head of the Rawl family sneered.

"What if they are not willing? Do you really dare to fight them?"

Although the old man of the McMillan family is old, he is the one who is most afraid of death.

He has no courage to fight the saints head-on.

"What if we fight! Are you afraid of them? Don't forget whose territory Britain is! With Dumbledore here, can Grindelwald dare to force his way in?"

"Do you have any brains? That's Grindelwald's adopted son! He's also the only remaining bloodline of the Grindelwald family! If he dies, do you think Grindelwald will still reason with you!"

"An old man who is about to die! If he is really capable, he will still stay in Nurmengard?"

The person who said these words obviously has not experienced Grindelwald's era.

I thought Grindelwald was similar to Voldemort.

One is half dead, and the other... was half dead to begin with.

"Okay, everyone, listen to me."

"It's not time for us to fight the saints yet. The saints have no intention of fighting, and there is no need for us to rush to do it first!"

The one who spoke was the patriarch of the Saphik family.

After hearing his words, everyone began to calm down and continued to discuss measures to deal with the saints.

And... how to solve the losses of the Selwyn family.

Lucius listened to the arguments of these people and shook his head secretly.

He quietly gave a look to the representatives of the Parkinson, Greengrass and other families, indicating that they should not participate.

To avoid being implicated by them in the future!

A group of pure-blood family leaders had a heated discussion on how to deal with the saints.

Unaware, a beetle wearing glasses was flying overhead.

Two tiny claws kept rubbing.