Chapter 2

The new arrival of the new city is coming.

Nurmengard.

Hundreds of saints have gathered in the square, and the number is still increasing.

Although there are many people, it does not seem very noisy. Except for the occasional whispers, most people are waiting quietly.

Waiting for the young man who will decide the future fate of the saints.

"The number of people is almost there, and there are many Aurors. Agus, are you sure you don't want to see your adoptive father first?"

Hearing the words of the old man behind him, Agus smiled slightly.

"Uncle Abernethy, the test has begun since I stepped into Nurmengard."

"But..."

"Let's go, it's time to meet your old friend!"

With the waving of the magic wand, the gate of the castle slowly opened.

Vita said nothing and followed Argus silently.

Abernethy was obviously a little worried about Argus. He looked into the castle, took a deep breath and chose to follow.

Seeing Argus's appearance, the voice of the saint slowly fell silent.

Compared with the tsunami when Grindelwald appeared, the expressions of the crowd were too cold, and even a few old men showed a hint of impatience on their faces.

"Director, should we take him down now?"

A young Auror asked the middle-aged man beside him softly, and the middle-aged man shook his head.

"Don't worry, let's see the situation first."

"Don't forget, this is Nurmengard! If the one in the tower is provoked, no one can bear it."

"He's just a little kid, only eleven years old, what can he do?" Another yellow-haired Auror who looked only in his twenties sneered disdainfully.

"I think Grindelwald is old and confused. He actually let a little kid who is just about to go to school inherit the Saint!"

"I hope so!" The middle-aged man looked at the center of the square with a solemn look.

In the square, Argus walked to the center with firm steps, brushed his wand across his chest, and bowed slightly.

"Uncles, aunts, thank you for coming today."

"In the past few decades, we have been displaced, we have been hiding from place to place, and we have lost many friends, many companions, and many comrades."

"The Saint can come to this day, it is inseparable from your efforts and protection."

"I am here, thank you all!"

Argus bowed deeply, his eyes swept around, recalling the scene of the Saint's mighty scene back then, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The once prominent Witch Party now has only a few hundred people left.

Among them, there are also a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled people.

But he was not frustrated by this. After a brief pause, he continued to speak.

"I know why you came here, and I know your dreams, your persistence, and your desire."

"Many people say that we are wrong, we are sinners, and we have messed up the wizarding world."

"Nonsense!"

"They are just a bunch of idiots."

There were shouts and curses from the crowd, and they seemed to be very dissatisfied with this.

Agus waved his hand gently, and as he moved, the voices of the crowd gradually dissipated.

"Back then, Mr. Gellert Grindelwald warned the wizarding world, but in return he was imprisoned for decades. Many people think that as an adopted son, I should hate them and should be irreconcilable with them."

"But the fact is just the opposite. I don't hate them, not at all."

"I even hope to live in peace with them if they want."

"We are not fighting for hatred, and they just have different ideas from us."

"That's all."

A large number of old people in the square have participated in the rally at Père Lachaise Cemetery that year.

I still remember Grindelwald's style!

Looking at the confident and elegant young man in front of them, everyone seemed to see the figure of the past again.

The figure that made them follow at all costs and swear to death.

"Grindelwald..."

An old man seemed to have an illusion, thinking that it was Gellert Grindelwald himself on the stage, and walked towards the stage trembling.

"Wake up, Roll!" The person next to him grabbed him and shook his body hard to wake him up.

And all this was seen by Argus on the stage.

He looked at Vita Rosier on the side, who nodded and handed him a skull-shaped pipe.

"I don't have the strong prophetic ability of my father, Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, but I can still present things in reality to you."

Argus took a deep breath of the pipe and exhaled

out.

A huge cloud of smoke enveloped the entire square, and the hazy smoke depicted a torrent of steel.

Tanks, planes, missiles!

The explosion of a mushroom bomb made everyone's scalp numb.

They couldn't imagine that Muggles with no magical ability could gain such a strong destructive power with the so-called technology.

Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard in existence, might be comparable to him, but what about ordinary wizards like them!

What can they use to resist?

But what Argus wanted to show was far from over. The picture turned, and spacecraft, satellites, and various high-tech equipment emerged in an endless stream.

Through the satellite perspective, a blue planet suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The picture was looking down and falling rapidly towards a certain place on the planet.

Sky, ocean, island... until they saw themselves in the picture!

The smoke slowly dissipated, and the picture stopped abruptly.

"Facts speak louder than words." Argus's voice awakened everyone from shock.

"The power of Muggles is no longer as weak as we imagined. My father's prophecy was correct, and the choices made by everyone present were not wrong."

"The truth is only in the hands of a few people,"

"It's not us who are wrong, it's the world!"

Pa pa pa!

Applause broke out at the scene and gradually became warmer. Many old people who followed Grindelwald in the past had tears in their eyes when they heard what Argus said.

Years of sadness and grievances burst out at this moment.

They were once passionate young people full of hope and dreams, but decades of hardships and blows made them extremely doubt whether their decision was correct.

Now, they finally got the answer! Finally, someone told them clearly that their choice was not wrong!

They are forerunners and leaders!

All sacrifices are for the future of the wizarding world!

Argus showed an unprecedented confident smile and looked around.

"We don't have much time left. The muzzles of the Muggles are about to point their guns at the wizarding world!"

"I would like to ask everyone present, are you willing to continue to cover up your crimes like the Ministry of Magic!"

"No."

"No!"

There were sparse replies from the crowd.

"Are you willing to put your lives in the hands of Muggles!"

"No!"

This time the voices were obviously much louder, and most people's fists were clenched tightly.

"Are you willing to let your friends and relatives become slaves under the feet of Muggles!"

"No! No!"

Unprecedented shouts rang out from the crowd, and even a young Auror was mixed in.

The middle-aged man leading the team heard the voice and glared at him fiercely. The young Auror seemed to react and lowered his head in disappointment.

But the next second, countless voices came from behind the middle-aged man!

"No! No! No!"

Countless people shouted and looked at Argus in the center of the square with fanaticism!

A large number of old men burst into tears, but they couldn't suppress their excitement, crying and laughing.

They were originally desperate, but now they burst into passion again.

The new leader of the Saints Group has arrived!

Argus raised his hand, and the noisy square became quiet immediately.

"After today, many people will die. If one day you see my body, don't mourn, don't regret, pick up your wand and continue fighting!"

"We are shouldering the great mission of saving the magic world!"

"Everything, for the greater good!"

"For the greater good!"

The saints present fell into madness, constantly shouting the slogan set by Grindelwald back then.