The third Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

The two of them were very busy.

As Argus came to the gate of the manor, two figures, one thin and one fat, appeared in front of him.

"Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout!"

"Welcome, please come in!"

Argus put his right hand on his chest, inviting him.

But he was a little puzzled.

Professor McGonagall's life was very small, almost limited to Hogwarts and Hogsmeade.

Even during the holidays, he would choose to stay in school.

Why did he suddenly come here?

Moreover, Professor McGonagall knew the relationship between Dumbledore and the Saints very well. As Dumbledore's assistant, she should know that the Saints didn't like her very much.

Although she didn't grit her teeth like Dumbledore, she wouldn't give her a good face.

"Minerva, I said that Mr. Grindelwald would not be easily defeated by such a thing."

"Now that you have seen it with your own eyes, you are finally relieved, right?"

After taking Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout into the living room of the manor and sitting down, Professor Sprout looked at Argus back and forth for a few times, and his expression relaxed a lot.

Turning his head and smiling, he joked to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall smiled and did not refute.

"Professor McGonagall, thank you for your concern..."

"I should thank you." Professor McGonagall did not let Argus continue.

"If it were not for the saints to provide a way, I am afraid that a large number of graduates this year would have fallen to Knockturn Alley!"

"Yes..." Professor Sprout also had some feelings.

As the dean of the largest college in Hogwarts, he saw a large number of his students fall to the point of not having enough food every year.

The feeling of heartache is hard to express in words!

The announcement of the saints undoubtedly solved a big worry for her.

In order to solve the troubles of the pure-blood family, she and Professor McGonagall have been going out a lot these days.

Otherwise, how could the British wizards react so quickly!

They also know that Argus recruits wizards for the development of the saints.

But there are not so many perfect things in this world!

No matter what his purpose is, as long as the result is good, it can help a large number of wizards live better and reduce conflicts between wizards, it should be supported.

"Professor Sprout, Professor McGonagall..."

When Argus was about to speak, Vita suddenly walked in.

The moment she saw Professor McGonagall, her eyes fell on her involuntarily.

Back then, she and Professor McGonagall were followers of Grindelwald and Dumbledore respectively, and they were also the most capable assistants of the two.

There are also many similarities in character.

The same seriousness, the same carefulness, the same elegance.

The difference is that Vita Rosier has an innate aristocratic temperament, while Professor McGonagall has a solemn and solemn feeling.

The struggles between the two are countless!

Even after decades, the memory is still fresh.

Professor McGonagall seemed to be touched by something, turned around, and met Vita's eyes!

Two pairs of green eyes stared at each other.

There were indescribable complex emotions in their eyes.

The atmosphere seemed a little weird for a while.

One of them was the host and the other was the guest.

Their eyes met, but no one spoke first.

Argus didn't dare to break the deadlock rashly. It's not that he didn't want to, but he really didn't know how to say it.

Both of them were his elders.

One was the one who raised him up and was close to his mother.

The other was the most respected professor in school, who had helped him more than once in school.

How could a child persuade these two people about their grievances in the past?

How to persuade!

Argus couldn't help but have a headache.

These two people seemed to care about their image, but they were actually more stubborn than each other!

If they didn't take the initiative to retreat, no one would want them to bow their heads.

...

At the same time.

The heads of the families, including Roll, Selwyn, and others, who left the meeting, came to the council hall of the Selwyn family's new manor.

There were 11 or 12 people sitting sparsely on the huge round table.

The head of the Selwyn family, the Roll head, had a blank expression on his face and sat in the first seat without saying a word.

Originally, they were allied with the Rozier family, but the head of the Rozier family turned his face away when he saw that the situation was not right.

He would rather make peace with the saints than to ally with them again!

This made the two people, who were already unhappy with the results of the meeting, even more jealous of head Rozier.

"Head Roll, are we really going to fight with the saints next..."

Representatives of several affiliated pure-blood families looked at each other and asked the Roll family tentatively.

Patriarch.

"Of course! I swear, I will never stop fighting with the Saints in this life!"

"This..."

His words made several affiliated families confused.

No, buddy, you drank too much fake wine?

Don't you know how much you weigh?

Let alone the Saints, with our strength, they can crush us to death with just gold galleons!

Not to mention the group of old immortals in the Saints!

If you want to die, don't drag us with you!

At the beginning, they just thought that the patriarch of the Roll family couldn't swallow this breath and deliberately said so in front of other families.

That's why they were willing to follow.

Unexpectedly, he really wanted to go to war with the Saints!

If they had known this result earlier, they would definitely be cowards like the Rozier family!

To survive! No chill!

Their reaction made the patriarch of the Roll family extremely dissatisfied.

He glanced at several people coldly, with coldness in his eyes.

"What? Do you want to be traitors like the Rosier family?"

"Don't dare!"

How dare the families admit it!

If it was at the previous meeting, they still had the opportunity to choose to rely on other families. At most, they would join the old enemy of the Rowle and Selwyn families, Malfoy!

At least they would not lose their lives!

But now, they can't agree or not.

If they don't agree, the Rowle and Selwyn families will definitely not let them go.

After agreeing, they will fish in troubled waters. With the Rowle family's temper, they will definitely settle accounts with them.

Going to war with the saints can save their lives in a short period of time.

But the result is... a more miserable death!

No matter what choice they make, it seems to be a dead end for these families.

"Patriarch Rowle, you have to give us a plan on how to deal with the saints, right?"

"You also know the strength of the saints. All the pure-blood families in Britain can definitely suppress them if they unite."

"But if it's just us..."

The old man who spoke glanced at them, and his meaning was very clear.

We are just a bunch of idiots, so let's not fight against stones with eggs.

Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so it's not shameful to admit defeat!

The head of the Roll family sneered and looked at the head of the Selwyn family.

"We have been prepared for this matter for a long time!"

"Don't the wizards of Knockturn Alley like to stand up for the saints? I want to see to what extent these wizards of Knockturn Alley can do for them!"

"If something happens in Knockturn Alley, will the saints take action!"