Chapter 3: Auror attack! Conversation with Grindelwald

Facing the fearsome Killing Curses, Argus did not show any panic.

With two top-tier wizards, Vinda Rosier and Abernathy, by his side, such an obvious attack was impossible to hit!

Sure enough, the moment the green light appeared, two silver-white shields immediately formed in front of him.

The Killing Curses, emitting a ghastly green light, dissipated upon contact!

The other Acolytes also reacted, raising their wands and attacking the Aurors.

Among them were a few young Aurors who turned traitor!

"Expelliarmus!"

"Petrificus Totalus!"

"Diffindo!"

"…"

In just a few seconds, the attacking Aurors were knocked to the ground. Just as the green light began to flash on Vinda Rosier's wand, preparing to kill them, Argus spoke up.

"Wait a moment, Aunt Vinda!"

Pushing aside Vinda's wand, Argus walked towards the captured Aurors.

The Acolytes parted like a tide, making way for him.

Looking at the indignant Aurors, Argus sighed deeply.

"All these years, haven't you killed enough of our companions? Why must you relentlessly pursue us to the end?"

"My father has already been imprisoned because of you, and now you won't even spare an eleven-year-old child!"

"Spare me! You and your father are both heart-corrupting demons! The scourge of the wizarding world!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

"You say we are a scourge, but what have we done? Pursuing truth, pursuing freedom?"

"Is it a crime that we want wizards to live in the sunlight?"

Argus did not get angry. Instead, he showed a hint of sadness, and a blue glimmer flashed in his eyes.

"I've said it before, we have never been enemies. We have the same identity, the same goals."

"What we should do is..."

"Avada Kedavra!"

The middle-aged man, having picked up a wand from somewhere, launched another sneak attack the moment Argus got close!

"Argus!" Vinda Rosier's face showed unprecedented fear as she rushed towards Argus, disregarding everything.

However, the corners of Argus's mouth lifted in a barely noticeable smile, as if he had anticipated this.

He slightly sidestepped and easily dodged the attack.

"Sir, you seem to have forgotten that although my prophetic abilities are not as strong as my father's, they are not entirely useless."

Argus picked up his wand and gracefully spun around the area.

"Protego Diabolica!"

As the incantation rang out, pale blue flames ignited all around!

Although not as dazzling as Grindelwald's in his prime, it was enough to drive the Acolytes into a frenzy.

Even Vinda Rosier, who had been taking care of him for many years, couldn't hide the intense fervor in her eyes!

"Protego Diabolica, it's Protego Diabolica!"

Abernathy's shocked voice sounded from behind Argus. Argus chuckled softly and looked at the Acolytes.

"Everyone, the final moment has arrived. Cross this flame and shatter the illusions of those who are asleep!"

"Go fight for the greater good!"

"Go announce to the entire wizarding world that the Alliance has returned!"

Vinda Rosier looked at the boy in the center of the square and suddenly smiled, striding into the flames.

Next was Abernathy, his face filled with fervor.

"For the greater good!"

Following the lead of the two, the Acolytes stepped into the flames one by one and then Disapparated.

At this moment, a system notification flashed in Argus's mind.

[Congratulations to the host for taking control of the Alliance! Achievement unlocked: True Heir to the Dark Lord]

[Achievement points reward: 500]

"500 points, enough for a five-draw!"

'Heh! I'll find a quiet place to consider how to use it after dealing with this.'

Argus thought to himself.

...

After everyone left, only Argus, Vinda Rosier, and Abernathy remained. Vinda looked at the few Aurors tied at their feet and asked Argus.

"Argus, what should we do with these Aurors?"

Without even glancing at them, Argus waved his wand.

The blue flames instantly engulfed the Aurors.

"Aurors? What Aurors?"

...

Inside the dark tower.

An elderly man with white hair and heterochromatic eyes watched Argus with interest.

"Little one, you did well."

"What do you plan to do next? Take over the Austrian Ministry of Magic?"

Having Argus as his foster son to pass the time with, Grindelwald was in a much better state than his miserable condition in the original story.

Though imprisoned in Nurmengard, his quality of life wasn't lacking. Apart from not being able to leave, it was no different from being outside.

In response to Grindelwald's inquiry, Argus scoffed dismissively.

"I still want to live a few more years! Taking over the Ministry now would be no different from declaring open war."

"If it weren't for the agreements you set in place back then, I definitely wouldn't have made such a big fuss. Lying low and waiting until I'm truly grown would be the best choice."

Grindelwald shrugged, looking a bit helpless.

"I didn't expect you would actually pass the test of those old geezers."

"How about I send you to Durmstrang for a few years?"

"Forget it. Going there is no better than staying in Nurmengard. At least the Ministry won't dare act against you here," Argus shook his head in refusal.

"As for my next move, you've already guessed it, haven't you?"

"You want to go to England?" Grindelwald quickly deduced.

"The German and Austrian Ministries of Magic have already reached the limit of their surveillance on us. After today, they will go to great lengths to target the Alliance."

"Rather than continuing to struggle here, it would be better to go to England and seek new opportunities."

"Besides..." Argus smiled faintly.

"I can also go to Hogwarts and help you settle some old scores!"

"Hehehe~ Just imagine, Dumbledore's painstakingly taught students joining the Alliance one by one, his years of hard work all benefiting us instead..."

Argus's tone was filled with cunning, causing a flicker of interest to appear in Grindelwald's eyes.

Attending Hogwarts was a decision Argus had made upon acquiring the system.

Not only for the development of the Alliance but also for the system achievement rewards.

Compared to Durmstrang or Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, the place where Harry Potter resides and where all stories begin, is obviously the best choice for earning achievement points. Just thinking about it, it's clear that the opportunities to gain achievement points there far exceed those at the other two schools.

His own talent was one aspect, but the system's bonuses were something Argus didn't want to miss out on either.

"But you don't have an acceptance letter from Hogwarts, have you?"

A cunning glint appeared in Grindelwald's eyes as he looked at Argus with a mocking expression.

Argus wasn't falling for it. From the moment he had crossed over, he knew that the orphanage he was in was located in England, and today was his birthday. Hogwarts would definitely send the round-faced, plump Scottish chicken—ehm* Owl to deliver the letter.

The fact that he hadn't received it yet could only mean one thing...

That the old man in front of him had hidden it!

Noticing Argus's suspicious gaze, Grindelwald waved his hand dismissively, and an owl flew out from behind him, landing beside Argus.

"Oww~ Even your own father you suspect, little Argus, you're becoming less and less adorable!"