The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Well done, Draco!

You didn't let me down for all the effort I put into you!

Argus couldn't help laughing this time.

Dumbledore racked his brains to call him here, and he was still being dragged by him for nothing.

In the end, it was all in vain!

"Mr. Principal, it's getting late. If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back first."

"So many Slytherin students are still waiting for me. It's not good to keep them waiting for too long."

"Did you say that?"

Argus suppressed his crazy upward corners of his mouth and bowed politely.

After getting Dumbledore's helpless permission, he followed Snape back to the Slytherin lounge.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw dozens of pure-blood freshmen headed by Draco, Pansy, and Daphne holding wands, looking vigilantly at the freshmen and seniors opposite.

Argus knew it before contacting the British pure-blood families.

Pure-blood families are also divided into several camps. In addition to the sacred twenty-eight families, there are many powerful pure-blood families.

The purebloods headed by Malfoy that Argus had won over only accounted for a part of them.

He knew that he could not bring all the pureblood families under his command.

Winning over a group, suppressing a group, and cleaning up a group is the right way!

Now is the time to establish authority!

"Argus, you are finally back!"

"Well done, Draco."

Argus stepped forward, stood in front of everyone, looked at Draco, and showed appreciation.

Turned his head and faced other Slytherin students.

"Seniors, didn't you say you wanted to run for the headmaster?"

"Let's start!"

Prefect Amiri Carrow said coldly: "All freshmen are here."

"The freshman headmaster election starts now."

"Any challengers?"

A boy who was as thin as a skeleton stood up immediately.

His eyes were fixed on Argus.

"Klein Shafik!"

The Shafik family, one of the twenty-eight purebloods.

Running a potion business, was suppressed when Voldemort rose, and has never recovered since then.

A character that can be won over.

Information about this person immediately appeared in Argus's mind.

When he entered school, he asked Vita to collect information about his peers from the British pure-blood family, so that he could take targeted measures at any time in school.

He raised his wand, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and made a standard wizard duel salute.

"Argus Grindelwald!"

After both parties officially entered the field, Amiri Carrow used magic to clear the surrounding debris aside.

"The duel begins!"

"Ten thousand bullets fired at once!"

As soon as the voice fell, Klein Shafik couldn't wait to use his best move.

Unfortunately, he is only eleven years old this year, just entering school.

Even if he learned magic at home in advance, due to the limitations of age and talent, this move of firing at once is only converted to level 1 in the system level.

Although Argus exchanged all his achievement points for talent in the past, he learned a lot of magic and knowledge in the process of brushing achievement points.

It's just that he didn't have time to think and practice.

Even so, most of his magic levels are around level 2, and some magic has even reached level 3.

The amount of magic he mastered far exceeds that of ordinary students!

"Flames!"

Agus pointed his wand at the bird in the air, and the violent flames quickly devoured it.

He flew straight towards the other party without losing momentum!

Shafik was stunned.

The magic he had practiced for a long time was so vulnerable!

In fear, he even forgot to dodge!

"Idiot! Get out of the way!"

While Snape was scolding, he took out his wand and was about to attack.

The flames suddenly disappeared when they were about to touch Shafik.

Only the scorching heat remained, burning his face red.

"Are you okay?"

Shafik closed his eyes in fear, thinking that he was dead, but suddenly heard a gentle voice in his ear.

He opened his eyes and found that he had fallen to the ground, and a slender hand was reaching out to him.

"I... I'm fine."

"It's good that you're fine. The meaning of magic is to protect, not to risk your life. If I make you hurt because of my mistake, I will be too guilty to sleep tonight!"

His words echoed in the lounge, and everyone was in an uproar.

This is what a son of the Dark Lord can say?

A few people kept reciting the meaning of Argus's magic, and the more they read, the more interesting it felt.

Shafik looked up and met Argus's warm eyes.

From his eyes, Shafik didn't see any irony towards the loser.

Only full of concern!

He seemed to really care about me!

Before this, Shafik's impression of Argus was the son of the Dark Lord, an evil wizard!

When he stood up, he was ready to go to St. Mungo's Hospital.

As a result, not only did he not suffer the slightest harm, but he also received the other party's sincere concern!

When he thought of how he was just dissatisfied with Argus's delay.

Shafik couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

He stammered twice.

His mind kept reminiscing about the powerful deterrence when Argus used magic and the gentle comfort after the duel.

He looked at Argus for a long time, then rolled up and bowed deeply to Argus.

"Respected Mr. Grindelwald, you are a powerful wizard and a nobleman worthy of respect."

"Thank you for your advice. Fighting with you is the honor of my life!"

The whole battle lasted only a dozen seconds from beginning to end, and there was no bloodshed at all.

This surprised the seniors and Snape.

Shafik raised his head and chest and proudly returned to the freshmen.

In his mind, Argus was a great wizard and a man of noble character.

Even if he was defeated, he had no complaints!

"Next challenger, please come forward."

"Is there a next challenger?"

Amiri Carrow said several times in succession.

There was only silence in response to him.

This class of freshmen wanted to show off, but they were not fools.

One move showed that Argus's strength was not at the same level as theirs.

Fight him? Are you looking for death?

"No one wants to continue the challenge? Then I declare that the first-year freshman leader is Argus Grindelwald!"

As soon as the voice fell, warm applause rang out in the lounge.

[Congratulations to the host for becoming the head of Slytherin, and obtaining the achievement: Head (first grade)]

[Achievement Point Reward: 100]

"One hundred points is not a small amount."

"I should be able to get another wave when I reach the second grade."

"After the seventh grade, there are a total of 700 points. Fortunately, Draco and others stepped forward, otherwise, I would have suffered a great loss!"

After comforting the excited Draco and others, Agus heard Amiri Carrow speak again.

"Since the head of the freshmen has been determined, let's start the head ranking battle."

"Is there anyone who wants to challenge?"

"Head ranking battle?"

Agus was a little confused.

He knew that Slytherin had a head, and one was selected from the freshmen every year.

What is this ranking battle?

Draco explained: "Slytherin's hierarchy is very strict, so strict that there are standards for where to sit during meals and activities."

"Even those of us who are in the lower grades and lower rankings will be ordered not to participate if there are too many people in some activities."

"The ranking battle is to determine the ranking of your grade through a duel between the heads."

After listening to Draco's words, Agus finally understood the meaning of the first grade in the system achievement!

It turns out that this first grade does not mean that you are in the first grade, but that you are just the head of the first grade!

In this case, don't blame yourself for being rude!

The sooner you get achievement points, the better. Improving your strength as soon as possible is the right way!

Without sufficient strength, no matter how many forces you have, it is just a castle in the air!

"Agus, you are not going to..."

Draco noticed the change in Agus's eyes and almost screamed.

Thinking of Agus's strength, he suddenly showed joy.

"Yes, with your strength, you may not be able to beat the seniors, but you are more than enough to beat the second-years!"

"Quick, show them some color, when you were not back just now, the second-year Diderot Yagusli was the one who shouted the most!"

Yags smiled slightly and stood out from the crowd.

"First-year head Argus Grindelwald challenges second-year head Argusli!"