The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

When Argus said the 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 wants, no one in this world can catch him, let alone imprison him!

Even if the current Saints are not as good as before, as long as Gellert Grindelwald is still there, the Saints can come back at any time!

"It turns out to be Mr. Grindelwald, nice to meet you!"

"Me too, Mr. Malfoy, please take us to visit the specific situation of the manor."

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

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

Now he is just an eleven-year-old child, and few of his peers in the past have the same status as him.

Most of them have a flattering attitude.

Finally found a playmate who seems to be able to interact normally, and the joy in his heart has long been uncontrollable.

"Mr. Grindelwald, how do you feel?"

After a brief contact, Lucius's 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 insights 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 are both eleven years old, why is there such a big difference?

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

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

The decoration is acceptable, and there is enough space for him to practice magic, just live here!

"If you think it's good, then let's make it. I've brought the gold galleons and we 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. Argus's rest."

"Let's go, Draco!"

"Mr. Malfoy, please wait a moment."

Argus noticed the reluctance in Draco's eyes, and a barely noticeable arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stopped the two who were about to leave.

"I just heard Draco say 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 him."

"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 your age."

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

Agus 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 among pure-blood families. 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 from him. Draco is different."

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

...

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

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

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

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

"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 very similar to Hearthstone."

Argus randomly selected five.

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

Wow, 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: Legs standing still and dead (level 1)]

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

[Current remaining achievement points: 200]

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

"Merge!"

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

Don't give him any chance to resist, insert forcefully, and rub repeatedly!

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

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

"High talent can also bring such good things! It seems that choosing to fill up the talent before the lottery was indeed the right decision!"

After Agus fused the spell, he found that the so-called spell rewards and spell fusion are not simply adding levels.

It's experience!

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

Similarly, the same is true for other spells.

"I said, if the level is added, then the spell upgrade is too easy, and it can be easily upgraded to the maximum 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 level 7 and above 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 very satisfied with the brain blockage he got 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.

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

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

Argus, who had just woken up, yawned and couldn't help but chuckled when he heard Vita's words.

"There is no evidence. Let them say whatever they want. The British Ministry of Magic can't arrest me in Azkaban because of a few words."

"Besides, I'm just an eleven-year-old child. Who would believe that I killed more than a dozen Aurors?"

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

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

Although many people in his previous life thought that Dumbledore was stubborn and even morally blackmailed, in Argus's opinion, it was this kind of Dumbledore that gave 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!

At this moment, Draco rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked downstairs, and the conversation between the two came to an abrupt end.

Argus smiled and looked at Draco.

"Pack up, we are going to Diagon Alley!"