Chapter 272 Three Days Ago

Argus's answer was something he had already thought of before coming to the Room of Requirement.

Anyway, I want to use the time turner to go back, and it is not an impossible task to try to see if I can get Harry back.

Dumbledore will definitely look for him later, and the price he offers will not be low.

What's more, the Black family's most valuable possessions have already been fished out by themselves, and they can't get anything out of them no matter how much they squeeze.

Why miss the chance to gain goodwill for nothing?

Sirius and Lupine are both core figures of the Order of the Phoenix, and the Black Mansion will become the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix in the future.

With the support of Sirius and Lupin, plus the goodwill of Professor McGonagall, Snape, and the Weasley family.

Even if he falls out with Dumbledore one day in the future, when he wants to use the Order of the Phoenix, I can definitely give him a big surprise!

"Okay, Sirius, Professor Lupin."

"If you're polite, don't say it. I will definitely try my best to bring Harry back."

"If nothing happens, I will go to the principal's office first. Principal Dumbledore is still waiting for me."

Argus smiled and bowed politely to the two of them.

After leaving the Room of Requirement, they met Snape not long after walking.

As soon as Snape saw where Argus was coming from, he immediately guessed what he was going to do.

He sneered and said, "Are those two looking for you?"

Yagus did not deny it and nodded: "Isn't the purpose of your coming here also to let me save Harry?"

Snape's face turned cold when he was exposed.

Without saying another word along the way, he took Yagus into the principal's office and turned around to leave.

"Yagos..."

Dumbledore's tone was full of exhaustion.

Maybe it was what happened to Harry this time, but he felt helpless.

Even the mood to eat candy was gone, and the table was empty.

Seeing Argus's calm look, Dumbledore sighed.

"Tell me about your conditions this time. If possible, I hope you can be considerate of an old man who will be buried soon."

"The future is yours."

"There's not much he can do for you anymore."

"Principal, you should know that risks and benefits are always directly proportional."

Looking at Dumbledore's gradually focused eyes.

"What I want is simple," Yagus said with a smile.

“There are many elderly people among the Saints who miss their hometown very much.”

"If they can return safely, as the leader of the saints, I will naturally be willing to provide some help."

Even Dumbledore would have to put in a lot of effort to make this request from Argus.

He thought that the Saints' development in the UK had now reached a bottleneck.

The pureblood family and Gringotts have deep roots in the UK and cannot be replaced overnight.

Instead of working hard here, it is better to open up other areas for development.

Take back the home of the Saints!

Dumbledore stared into Argus's eyes with burning eyes.

"Is it just a return?"

Yagus said indifferently: "Of course, it would be better if the German and Austrian Ministry of Magic could lift the suppression of the saints."

"What do you think? Principal?"

Dumbledore fell into deep thought and raised his head, his sharp eyes seeming to see through Argus's soul.

"Yagos, before that, I want to ask you a question."

"What exactly do you want?"

The tingling sensation coming from his brain made Yagus feel a little uncomfortable.

Occlumency operates subconsciously.

"Principal, using Legilimency on a third-year wizard is not what a principal should do."

"However, I am still willing to tell you the answer."

"All I want is to make the world a better place."

"That's all."

Dumbledore frowned.

He could tell that Yagus wasn't lying.

It was precisely because of this that he hesitated.

Just like what he said, Yagus can use the second stage of the Patronus Charm to stand in front of the little wizard in dangerous moments.

Everything is enough to show that he is different from the previous two.

But the people around Yagus, and the education he received since childhood, still made him worried to some extent.

"Master Principal!"

While Dumbledore was thinking, Argus spoke again.

"I want to ask you something, or rather, a question."

"What's the problem?"

"Did the Saint do anything that harmed the magical world in England?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment and didn't answer.

"Did the Saint harm other wizards for no reason while he was in the UK?"

"Has life for wizards gotten better or worse since the Saints came to England?"

"You must already have the answers to these questions."

Dumbledore recalled the changes that had taken place in the British wizarding world since the arrival of the Saints.

I thought about it carefully for a long time.

It seems that they have never done anything dangerous. On the contrary, since arriving, they have continued to provide help and convenience to ordinary British wizards.

The only ones that could be called bloody were the few confrontations with pure-blood families.

But it was also because of the pure-blood family's counterattack after taking action.

Even he couldn't say anything.

It's just that... for some reason, Dumbledore always felt that something was wrong.

After mentally weighing Harry with the German and Austrian Ministry of Magic, he nodded.

"Okay, I promise you!"

"Harry, you should try your best to complete Harry's matter. If there is any danger, ensure your own safety first."

He took out a small medicine bottle and a fiery red feather from the drawer.

"These are Fox's tears and tail feathers."

"Tears can heal injuries and remove curses."

"You should know the use of tail feathers. If you find yourself unable to return to the timeline, you can use the tail feathers to summon Fox and let it take you back."

"The upper limit of the time converter is three days, which means that Harry was lost within these three days."

"Understood."

Argus took the tears and tail feathers, took a few steps, turned around suddenly, and looked at Dumbledore.

"Headmaster, I have something to ask of you."

"What is it?"

"If I get lost in the timeline, I mean if... please help me tell Aunt Vita and my adoptive father... sorry!"

Dumbledore opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

He had never felt his throat so dry.

He had never felt so afraid to look up.

After Argus finished speaking, he didn't look at Dumbledore's reaction. The moment he turned around, a slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Dumbledore was left alone, staring blankly at his departing figure.

…

He walked all the way to the bathroom on the first floor, which he was familiar with.

He took out the time converter on his neck.

He took a deep breath and adjusted the converter's reversal scale to the maximum.

He pressed the button on the top.

The next second, the surrounding scenery went backwards at a high speed.

When the scenery stopped, time had returned to three days ago.

That was...the day when Harry, Snape and Sirius met.