Chapter 3
The enemy was in a state of panic.
Faced with several terrifying Avada Kedavra curses, Argus did not show any panic.
There were two top wizards, Vita Rosier and Abernethy, by his side.
How could such an obvious attack hit!
Sure enough, the moment the green light came on, two spell lights immediately appeared in front of him.
The Avada Kedavra, which emitted a miserable green light, collapsed as soon as it touched it!
Before the saints could take action, several young Aurors directly stabbed them in the back and took down the leaders!
"Disarm your weapons!"
"Petrify them all!"
"..."
In just a few seconds, the Aurors who attacked were knocked to the ground. Just as Vita Rosier's wand flashed green and was about to kill them, Argus spoke.
"Wait a minute, Aunt Vita!"
He pushed Vita's wand aside and walked towards the captured Auror.
The saints made way for him like a tide.
Looking at the indignant Aurors, Argus sighed.
"Isn't it enough that you have killed so many of our companions over the years? Why do you have to kill us all?"
"My father has been imprisoned by you, and now you don't even want to let go of an eleven-year-old child!"
"Bah! You and your father are both demons who bewitch people! You are the source of trouble in the wizarding world!"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred.
"You said we are the source of trouble, but what have we done? Pursuing truth and freedom?"
"Are we guilty of wanting wizards to live in the sun?"
Agers was not angry, but showed a trace of sadness, with a blue light flashing in his eyes.
"I said that we have never been enemies. We have the same identity and the same goal."
"What we should do is..."
"Avada eats the big melon!"
The middle-aged man picked up a magic wand from somewhere and attacked again the moment Agers approached!
"Agers!" Vita Rozier's face flashed with unprecedented fear, and he rushed towards Agers regardless of everything.
But Agers raised a barely perceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had expected this.
He slightly turned sideways to avoid the attack.
"Sir, you seem to have forgotten that my ability to predict is indeed not as good as my father's, but it is not useless."
Agers picked up the magic wand and spun around in the field with elegant dance steps.
"Fire shield!"
As the spell sounded, pale blue flames burned around!
Although not as gorgeous as Grindelwald's, it was enough to drive the saints crazy.
Even Vita Rozier, who had taken care of him for many years, could not hide the burning in his eyes!
"Fire shield, it's fire shield!"
Abernethy's shocked voice sounded from behind Argus. Argus chuckled and looked at the saints.
"Everyone, the last moment has come. Cross this flame and shatter the fantasies of those who are sleeping!"
"Go and fight for greater interests!"
"Go and announce to the entire wizarding world that the saints have returned!"
Vita Rozier looked at the boy in the center of the square, suddenly smiled, and strode into the flames.
Next, it was Abernethy with a fanatical look on his face.
"For greater interests!"
Under the leadership of the two, the saints stepped into the flames one after another, and then moved away.
At this time, a system prompt flashed in Agus' mind.
[Congratulations to the host for controlling the Saints Group and obtaining the achievement: Successor of the Dark Lord]
[Achievement Point Reward: 500]
"500 points, enough for me to do a five-draw in a row!"
"After the matter is resolved, find a quiet place to think about how to use it."
Agus thought to himself,
After everyone left, only Agus, Vita Rosier and Abernathy were left. Vita looked at the Aurors tied up at his feet and asked Agus.
"Agus, what should we do with these Aurors?"
Agus waved his wand without even looking at them.
The blue flames instantly engulfed them.
"Aurors? Where did the Aurors come from?"
...
Inside the dark tower.
An old man with white hair and heterochromatic eyes looked at Agus with interest.
"Little guy, you did a good job."
"What are you going to do next? Take down the Austrian Ministry of Magic?"
With Argus as his adopted son to while away his time, Grindelwald is much better than the miserable appearance in the original book.
Although he was imprisoned in Nurmengard, his quality of life was not much lower. Except for not going out, it was no different from being outside.
Don't.
Facing Grindelwald's inquiry, Argus curled his lips in disdain.
"I still want to live two more years! What's the difference between taking over the Ministry of Magic now and officially declaring war?"
"If it weren't for the agreement you made back then, I would definitely not make such a big scene. It would be the best choice to stay dormant and wait for the day when I really grow up."
Grindelwald spread his hands, his expression somewhat helpless.
"I didn't expect that you could actually pass the test of those old guys."
"How about I send you to Durmstrang to hide for a few years?"
"Forget it, it's better to stay in Nurmengard than to go there. At least the Ministry of Magic dare not take action in front of you." Argus shook his head to refuse.
"As for what I will choose next, you have already thought about it, right?"
"You want to go to England?" Grindelwald got the answer after a little thought.
"The German and Austrian Ministry of Magic's surveillance of us has reached an unstoppable level. After today, they will rack their brains to target the Saints."
"Instead of continuing to fight here, it is better to go to England and seek a new path."
"And..." Agus raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I can also go to Hogwarts to help you vent your anger!"
"Think about it, Dumbledore's hard-working students have joined the Saints one after another, and the results of his own struggle for so many years have all been used for us..."
Agus's tone was full of temptation, which made Grindelwald's eyes move a little.
Going to Hogwarts to study was something Agus had decided when he obtained the system.
Not only because of the development of the Saints, but also because of the system achievement rewards.
Compared with Durmstrang or Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, where the protagonist Harry Potter is located and where all the stories begin, knows that the chances of obtaining achievement points are definitely much more than the former two.
One's own talent is one aspect, and the bonus of the system is also something Agus does not want to miss.
"But you don't have an admission letter from Hogwarts."
Grindelwald's eyes flashed with cunning, and he looked at him teasingly.
Argus would not fall for this. When he just crossed over, he knew that his orphanage was in the UK. Today was his birthday, and Hogwarts would definitely send a round-faced Scottish chicken to deliver the letter.
Now that he hasn't received it, there is only one result...
It was hidden by the old man in front of him!
Sensing Argus's suspicious look, Grindelwald waved his hand in dissatisfaction, and released an owl from behind to fly to Argus.
"Even your own father doubts you, little Argus, you are becoming less and less cute!"
