The Third Generation of Dark Lord Came From Hogwarts

Chapter 290 Return to Austria! Grindelwald Three Years Later!

"Yagers! Something happened to Germany and Austria!"

A week after Sirius and Lupine reported for duty, Vita hurriedly arrived with a serious expression and a document.

"I just received news that the people we sent to Germany and Austria were detained by the Ministry of Magic."

"They claim we have dark magic items hidden in our shop."

"All the shops were closed, and our people were taken to the Ministry of Magic!"

Yagus looked coldly: "I remember that they seemed to have announced that they would lift the supervision of the saints, right?"

"Are you so quick to start playing tricks that don't make sense?"

He stood up and looked out the window.

"Aunt Vita, we haven't been back to Austria for three years, right?"

"You mean..." A glimmer of light flashed in Vita's eyes.

"It's been so long since I've been back, it's time to see our old friends."

"When we were in Austria, we met with them frequently."

Argus's eyes dimmed as he recalled the scene when he was hunted down by the Ministry of Magic when he was a child.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"It's time to go back."

"Do you really think that the saints today are still the soft persimmons they allowed themselves to be manipulated back then?"

"Do you need to prepare?" Vita asked.

"No, I haven't seen you in three years. I also want to go back to Nurmengard."

"I haven't seen him for so many years, and I miss him very much."

The corners of Vita's mouth raised slightly: "Then I will hand over the matter at hand to Hermione."

"I'm going to have to work hard on her these days."

"Let Uncle Abernethy come and help her. Hermione is too young and might suffer a loss if she encounters those purebloods."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to inform him that he will leave tomorrow and return to Austria."

Austria, Ministry of Magic.

Minister's Office.

The Austrian Minister of Magic is a fat man with a big beard, sitting proudly in his chair.

Cross your legs.

"A pack of wild dogs that escaped in embarrassment want to come back?"

"Stop having sweet dreams!"

"So what if we can force the Ministry of Magic to lift the supervision! There are so many ways to deal with you!"

"Mr. Minister is wise!" A tall and thin man next to him said with a flattering look on his face.

"How's the mission you were asked to do?" Austria's Minister of Magic lit his pipe and took a long drag.

Breathing out a thick stream of smoke.

The tall, thin man took out a piece of parchment.

"All their goods have been seized!"

"The charge is of concealing dark magic items, and they are also locked up in the trial room."

"Is there any trouble?" Minister O'Leary asked.

"No! How can just a few of them cause trouble?"

"Austria is our territory, whatever we say is what we say! If we say they are dark wizards, they are dark wizards!"

"If you say they are hiding dark magic items, they are hiding dark magic items!"

"Be careful! This time the Wizengamot asked us to lift the supervision of the saints. They still have to give them face."

"If it makes a big fuss, it won't be easy for us to explain."

"No! We only seized them, but we didn't kill anyone! At most, we released them! As long as they ruin their reputation, I don't see how they can develop in Austria!"

The Austrian minister nodded with satisfaction: "The director of the Transportation Department has almost reached retirement age. After this matter is completed, your position can also be moved."

"Remember who promoted you to your current position!"

The tall and thin man trembled with excitement and hurriedly replied: "That goes without saying! Of course it's you, the Minister!"

"Don't worry, from now on, I will be your most loyal subordinate!"

"You did a good job this time." The Austrian minister kowtowed the pipe in his hand.

The tall, thin man kept him warm with great discernment.

The Austrian Minister of Magic continued: "What did the old dog say?"

"He said that the people sent by the saints this time were just here to explore the road and didn't have much."

"The real supplies are at the back!"

The tall and thin man said while observing the face of the Austrian Minister of Magic.

"I don't think he's telling the truth. How could such a large amount of supplies be just for exploration?"

"If the saint was so wealthy and wealthy, how could he have escaped in despair!"

"I think that old dog didn't tell the truth, at least... not the whole truth!"

The Austrian Minister of Magic thought for a moment and said, "The Saint, England, has indeed made a lot of money."

"We still have to be careful."

"There is still room for relaxation in the material withholding. If someone dies, it will be completely torn apart."

The tall and thin man agreed on the surface, but in his heart he was extremely disdainful.

You have sent people to assassinate me countless times before!

This doesn't count as breaking up, so what does?

Do you really think that after a few years of absence, the accounts of these years will be written off?

What good things are you thinking about?

"You should check with that old dog as soon as possible about the Saint's next move."

"Then contact the German Ministry of Magic and ask them to test the saint's reaction."

"As for the Saints' goods... wait a moment and see the Saints' movements before deciding what to do next!"

"Yes, Sir Minister!"

The next day.

Nurmengard.

Although it is already summer, the temperature in Nurmengard is still not too high.

There is a hint of coolness at the gate of the castle.

Two figures suddenly appeared at the gate without any warning.

Three years ago, Argus was still a small creature, and needed Vita to lead him to be brought here by Apparition.

In just three years, he was almost as tall as Vita.

He no longer needed Vita to come to this isolated castle.

Argus walked forward, and just like three years ago, he carefully stroked the ancient walls.

He softly recited the slogan that shook an era.

"For the greater good!"

He pushed open the long-sealed door with a little force.

He walked in with Vita.

The wind poured into the castle, making bursts of whistles.

Argus tightened his wizard robe and tidied his clothes.

He didn't want to look very embarrassed at first glance after not seeing him for a long time.

It was as if he was still the child who needed to be taken care of.

Vita saw his thoughts and carefully arranged his decorations for him, just like three years ago.

After confirming that there was no problem, the two continued to go deeper.

Everything in the castle was the same as before, without any changes.

It seemed as if these three years were just a dream of Argus.

Click! Click!

The sound of high heels echoed in the castle.

The castle seemed large, but Argus had walked through it too many times. Every room and every brick and stone here looked just like what he remembered.

The two continued to walk towards the room they had not entered for three years.

When they reached the door, a familiar white hair appeared in front of them.

It was still the familiar look, and there was no change from three years ago.

A smile appeared on Argus's face, and he spoke softly.

"Long time no see, Gale."

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