The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Agus picked up the Hogwarts admission letter and turned the envelope over.

Seeing the school emblem composed of a lion, a badger, a snake, and an eagle, although he had prepared it in advance, he still couldn't hide his excitement.

The letter notified Hogwarts of the textbooks, items and other precautions needed for the start of school. Agus just glanced at it and handed it to Vita Rosier.

"I'll send someone to prepare the things on it."

"No need, Aunt Vita." Agus shook his head slightly, rejecting Vita Rosier's arrangement.

"It's better for me to go in person for some things. Besides, it won't hurt for me to meet my future classmates in Diagon Alley in advance."

"After this meeting, we don't have much time left. The German and Austrian Ministries of Magic will take action soon after they know the news."

"Before the news spreads, let the Saints sell their properties as soon as possible. If they can't sell them, throw them away. In short, everyone will be transferred to the UK tonight."

"Do you understand?"

"I understand! Then we..."

"Let's go now!"

Agus turned his head and looked at Grindelwald, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"Old man, I don't know when we will meet next time after leaving this time..."

"Hahaha... Little guy, when do I need you to worry about me!"

"Don't forget, I'm Grindelwald!"

Grindelwald interrupted Agus with a smile, stood up, and burst out with powerful magic all over his body.

There is a bit of the style of the Dark Lord back then.

But Agus knew that this was just Grindelwald trying to comfort himself.

Although they have not been together day and night for many years, he can clearly feel that he has become a part of Grindelwald's life.

"Take care of yourself..."

"Father!"

Argus looked at him with complicated eyes and bowed deeply.

Then he turned and left with Vita!

Grindelwald was the only one left, whispering in the huge Nurmengard.

"Dumbledore, I am no longer alone."

"Argus... my successor, he will carry my will... our will back then, and continue to move forward!"

...

That night, Vita Rosier brought Argus to England.

"Aunt Vita, how much of our property has been handled?"

"About 70%, many things have been prepared long ago, but most people have escaped."

Vita's words made Argus relieved.

It's good that people are not caught!

The Saints now have far less manpower than before. Those who can survive decades of suppression are the backbone of the future.

I can't do all the next actions myself. With them around, many things will be much easier.

"Argus, I have to remind you that we have a lot of gold galleons, but when we come to the UK, we have to start from scratch for many things, and the cost will definitely be higher."

"If we don't think of a way, we will soon run out of money."

"I've thought about this a long time ago!" Argus smiled confidently.

Through these years of dormancy, he has already figured out the business and financial routines of wizards.

Because of the number of people and magic, the current wizarding world is still in the traditional economic era.

Pure-blood families have a large number of gold galleons and magic books, and they wantonly exploit ordinary wizards, just like ancient landlords!

Now, it's time for the wizarding world to feel the charm of capitalism.

"It's good that you have an idea."

Vita is still very relieved about Argus on this point.

She knows that the other party will not joke about such things.

"Let's go, I have selected several residences in the UK, see if you like any of them."

As they spoke, the two came to the door of a luxurious manor.

Two figures, one big and one small, were waiting at the door.

Before they got close, they heard a complaint.

"Dad, why don't you just ask the house elves to come over for this? Why do you have to come here in person?"

"I'm going to Diagon Alley tomorrow..."

Going to Diagon Alley tomorrow?

Argus was keenly aware of the information in the other person's words.

Combined with the other person's condescending tone and the shiny golden hair that can be seen at night...

You don't have to think about who is at the door!

Draco Malfoy!

And his father, Lucius!

"I was just worrying about how to get into the circle of British pure-blood families, but I didn't expect that someone would come to deliver a pillow just when I was dozing off."

Argus smiled and walked towards the two of them with Vita.

At this moment, Lucius was frowning at his son.

As a long-lasting family in the wizarding world, his ability to make friends with everyone is the best in the wizarding world.

When he learned that someone wanted to buy this luxurious manor, he immediately decided to come here in person.

This is one of the best manors of Malfoy. Even some families in the Sacred Twenty-Eight Clans have to bite their teeth if they want to buy it.

In this way, the identity of the other party is definitely extraordinary!

At least it is a pure-blood family with the same heritage as the twenty-eight clans!

Such connections will be of great use in the future, and must not be missed!

Unfortunately, his son can't see this at all.

His mind is full of Quidditch!

"Hello, ma'am, nice to meet you, I..."

Seeing Argus and the others coming, Lucius temporarily gave up the idea of ​​teaching Draco a lesson.

As a pure-blood, he did not allow himself to make such a disrespectful move, and immediately went to meet him.

But when he saw the face clearly, the expression on his face froze instantly!

Vita Rosier!

The Black Rose of France!

Why is it her!

Why did she come to England!

Lucius couldn't believe his eyes. He thought he had taken her seriously enough, but he still underestimated her!

Vita didn't react much. She glanced at the golden hair on Lucius's head and the family emblem on his robe, and said, "The boy from the Malfoy family?"

"Yes... yes, Ms. Rosier."

Lucius wiped the sweat from his forehead and answered carefully.

He didn't dare to be dissatisfied with Vita's address. The other party was old enough to be his grandmother. Not to mention him, even if his father came, he wouldn't dare to say anything.

What's more, the other party is the second-in-command of the Witch Party!

That's even more unacceptable!

Draco was also shocked when he saw his father like this.

This was the first time he saw his father in such a humble manner!

In the past, even when the Minister of Magic Fudge came to visit, he never showed this expression.

Who is the other party?

Lucius seemed to notice Draco's gaze, and then he realized his mistake. He saluted to Argus and introduced himself: "Lucius Malfoy, this is my son Draco, who will be enrolled in Hogwarts soon."

"Oh? A freshman at Hogwarts?" Vita looked at Draco with interest, and then turned to look at Argus.

"Argus, your future classmate."

Lucius and Vita noticed the little boy next to Vita, and before Lucius could speak, Draco came up to him with excitement.

"Are you also a freshman at Hogwarts?"

"Have you ever played Quidditch? Do you have a flying broom?"

"My dad said that when he goes to Diagon Alley to buy things tomorrow, he will buy me the latest Nimbus 2000..."

"Draco!" Lucius scolded in a low voice, and then looked at Argus with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive Draco for his impoliteness."

"I haven't asked yet..."

Argus smiled and behaved elegantly.

"Argus."

"Argus Grindelwald!"