The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

Even young wizards who have just entered the magic world know the meaning of the surname Grindelwald!

The first generation of the Dark Lord!

The man who swept across Europe and almost conquered the entire magic world!

More importantly, he is still alive!

Except for a few people who already knew about it, such as Draco and Pansy, everyone looked at this blond and blue-eyed boy with curious eyes.

They couldn't believe that the boy who was so polite on the train and in the station would be the son of the Dark Lord!

Agus didn't care about the strange looks around him, and walked up to the platform with elegant steps.

Dumbledore fell into deep memories, and his pupils gradually blurred.

It was as if he had returned to that valley again, those two months of confusion.

The lips spit out the name uncontrollably.

"Gellert..."

Professor Minerva McGonagall looked regretful.

When she first entered the castle, Agus left her with a very perfect impression.

Humble, powerful, and polite!

She had guessed that the other party came from a pure-blood family, and his parents might be high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic.

Even family members came from the Wizengamot or the International Confederation of Wizards!

The only thing she forgot was that the adopted son of that person was also sent an admission notice by her!

"Put on the Sorting Hat, Mr. Grindelwald."

Professor McGonagall lifted the Sorting Hat and handed it to Argus.

"Just call me Argus, Professor McGonagall."

Argus bowed to express his gratitude, and sat on the stool under the attention of everyone.

"Finally I see you, little golden-haired wizard."

"Can we discuss stopping your brain block technique?"

"It's hard for me to deal with you like this!"

The humble voice of the Sorting Hat sounded in Argus's mind.

Argus smiled in his heart.

It seems that the seventh-level brain block technique is not bad.

At least there is no problem in protecting himself.

With it, even Dumbledore can't detect his thoughts!

Argus simply narrowed the scope of his brain block technique to protect only his most core memories and thoughts.

A needle-like force slowly pierced into the brain.

The Sorting Hat was obviously relieved.

"This is the first time I've been addressed as sir, a polite little wizard."

"I have to say that your talent and politeness are both first-class. Even Salazar and Godric are inferior to you at your age."

"Let me see which academy you are suitable for."

After reviewing a lot of Argus's experience, the Sorting Hat once again praised.

"Brave, fearless, dare to challenge everything, very much like Godric back then."

"Integrity, honesty, not afraid of any difficulties, with all the advantages of Helga."

"Elaborate, wise, love to study, far-sighted, and have the same character as Rowena."

"So, your academy is..."

"Slytherin!"

When the Sorting Hat said the first few sentences, Draco and others were already desperate, but they didn't expect a sudden turn of events!

The Slytherin long table burst into unprecedented applause.

Draco, Pansy and others were excited with shining eyes!

Argus's mouth twitched.

He almost really thought that the Sorting Hat was going to put him in other academies.

Revenge! Red revenge!

The Sorting Hat was just taking revenge on Hermione and the others for instilling all kinds of ideas into them, which led to them not following the Sorting Hat's plan!

"You're the only one who's going to take revenge?"

"Playing these little tricks on me!"

Argus didn't tolerate it. He stood up and bowed to everyone to express his gratitude. He turned around and took out his wand and pointed it at the Sorting Hat on the chair.

"Clean it up!"

The whole audience was dumbfounded!

"Mr. Sorting Hat, don't thank me. This is what I should do."

Argus would never be bullied. If he didn't do it this time, who knows when he would see it again!

Instead of wasting his energy internally, it's better to go crazy and waste others!

If it hadn't spoken, Harry wouldn't know which college he would go to!

[Congratulations to the host for completing the Sorting Ceremony and getting the achievement: Slytherin]

[Achievement Point Reward: 50]

"I've collected five consecutive draws. I'll have one when I get back to the room!"

When they came to the Slytherin table, several men and women came over immediately.

"Winsel Rowe, nice to meet you, Argus!"

"Marcus Flint! The Sacred Twenty-Eight, from the Flint family!" A sturdy man who looked like a chimpanzee came over and stretched out his hand to Argus.

Before he could finish, several girls pushed him aside.

The eyes looking at Argus kept flashing with golden stars!

Gellert Grindelwald was a top male god when he was young, and Argus was almost the same as him.

Which little girl can resist!

A casual word is enough to make them excited for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the last student completed the sorting, and the whole ceremony finally ended.

"Please pay attention!"

Professor McGonagall gently pinched the glass in front of him with a golden spoon.

Dumbledore stood up.

"The new school year begins, and I have a few last words to say to everyone."

"That is... idiot! Crybaby! Residue! Twist!"

"The banquet officially begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, a variety of delicacies appeared on the banquet table.

The rich aroma rushed straight into his nose!

Argus had to admit that the food at Hogwarts was indeed good!

At least it was much better than Vita Rosier's cooking!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A bunch of ghosts came out of the wall and flew around in the restaurant, causing countless young wizards to exclaim.

After a burst of noise, the restaurant banquet also came to an end.

Dumbledore waved his hand, and the food on the table disappeared without a trace, just as it suddenly appeared before.

The magical scene was just a common thing for Argus, who had studied magic for many years, but it was still a bit novel for many freshmen who saw magic for the first time.

"The dinner is over. Now, please sing our school song loudly with your best tune!"

Argus saw that Dumbledore's words successfully changed the faces of several professors on the stage.

Especially Snape!

His gloomy face became even darker!

Dumbledore was in high spirits. He waved his wand by himself, and the notes were like dancing elves, hovering in the air.

His wand was like a baton in a music group, remotely controlling everyone to start a chorus!

There were a lot of noises, and the Weasley brothers were making trouble with a mournful tone!

Argus carefully distinguished the sounds, trying to hear what tone Professor Snape would use.

It turned out that the other party just opened his mouth and didn't say a word!

Instead, it was Professor Flitwick next to him who was surprisingly loud.

...

The banquet was over.

Under the leadership of the prefects of each college, the students returned to the lounge one by one.

Arrived at the door of the Slytherin lounge.

The Slytherin boy spoke to everyone.

"I am your prefect Amiri Carrow. Remember the password of our door."

"I will only say it once."

In front of a damp wall full of snake patterns, Amiri Carrow's face was proud.

"Pure blood glory!"

The wall slowly opened, and a luxurious hall with green and silver appeared.

The green snake flag representing Slytherin was hung high.

Snake patterns can be seen everywhere in the public lounge, and the dark green background makes the entire lounge extremely mysterious.

Through the glass window, you can vaguely see the creatures wandering in the Black Lake.

Just as Argus was about to go in for a rest, Snape's figure appeared behind everyone.

A strange voice came into Argus's ears.

"Mr. Grindelwald, Professor Dumbledore asks you to go to the principal's office."