The third generation of Dark Lord came from Hogwarts

After buying the cauldron, textbooks, owls and other items, Argus sent Draco to the fireplace and took the floo back to Malfoy Manor.

Then he came to the entrance of Diagon Alley and saw Vita Rozier already waiting.

"Have you bought everything?"

Yagus raised his hand and gestured to the suitcase in his pocket that had been casted by the Traceless Stretching Charm.

"After buying it, I sent Draco back."

"Who sent those Aurors?"

"Head of the Auror Office at the British Ministry of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour."

Yagus narrowed his eyes slightly, and information about the other party slowly emerged in his mind.

Rufus Scrimgeour, a hardliner in the British Ministry of Magic, devoted his life to capturing dark wizards.

In the original book, he had a disagreement with Dumbledore. After Fudge resigned, he became the Minister of Magic. He was later captured by Voldemort and tortured without revealing the whereabouts of Harry and others. He was eventually tortured to death.

He can be regarded as a hero in the magical world.

"It seems that our director regards us as a group of dark wizards!"

"Being targeted by him will be somewhat detrimental to our next actions." Yagus frowned and whispered.

"Should we send someone to kill him?"

"No!" Yagus shook his head: "If we kill the top officials of the Ministry of Magic when we first come to the UK, it will definitely cause panic in the Ministry of Magic."

"By then, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as a few Aurors monitoring us."

"But if he really keeps his eyes on us, it will be extremely detrimental to the development of our follow-up plans." Vita Rozier sounded cautious.

Yagus thought for a moment and suddenly raised his head: "If you want to deal with Scrimgeour, we may not need to take action!"

"The British Ministry of Magic only received the news of our transfer today. With their speed, it is impossible to make an immediate decision."

"So Scrimgeour acted on his own initiative?" Vita Rosier was not stupid. On the contrary, she was much smarter than most people.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to stay with Grindelwald for so long.

"Leave the news to Fudge, implying that Scrimgeour has already known about our coming to England, and someone will naturally come to trouble him!" Yagus said with a playful look on his face.

“Who doesn’t like to see dogs eat dogs!”

"I asked you to investigate the shops in Diagon Alley. What was the result?"

Vita shook his head: "The situation is not good. The shops in Diagon Alley are very popular, and few people are willing to take action."

"Most of these stores are controlled by pure-blood families, especially those with high demand such as potions and broomsticks. They have been carved up by them early. Even if we can buy a store, the location will not be very good."

Yagus couldn't help but smile: "Who told you that I was going to buy a store?"

"Don't buy it? Then why are we investigating these stores?"

"The purpose of investigating the stores is to let you find out the transaction situation in Diagon Alley. How can one or two stores supply the Saints' future resources?"

"My goal is... to replace Diagon Alley!"

"Replace Diagon Alley?"

This time it was Vita's turn to be dumbfounded.

Even her original idea was just to trade with pure-blood families. At most, she would be stronger and directly squeeze out a few families.

Replace Diagon Alley? This is no longer about competing for profits from the pure-blood family, but about cutting off one of their arms!

"Argus, calm down. I know you want the Saints to develop, but we have just entered the UK and have not yet established a firm footing. We rashly start a war with the pure-blood family..."

"I'm calm, Aunt Vita." Yagus patted her hand helplessly, indicating that she didn't need to be so shocked.

"Replacing Diagon Alley is a long-term plan. Putting aside the financial issue, the resources controlled by pure-blood families are beyond our comparison."

"But there is no harm in taking one step at a time and looking at ten steps. In my mind, replacing Diagon Alley is just a short-term plan. If you want to completely control the magical world, the funds of ten Diagon Alleys are not enough."

“In the future, our business territory will cover the entire world!”

…

The next day, the British Ministry of Magic.

Scrimgeour stood at the door of the minister's office with a gloomy face.

Inside the room, Fudge's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

"It's the opposite, it's really the opposite!"

"More than a dozen Aurors were mobilized at once, but I, the minister, didn't receive any news!"

"Scrimgeour, what on earth do you want to do!"

Scrimgeour showed no sign of weakness: "They are saints! They are a group of dark wizards! More than a dozen Aurors from the Austrian Ministry of Magic have disappeared in his hands!"

"An eleven-year-old kid killed more than a dozen Aurors in one breath. You believe this nonsense! I order you now to pull them back immediately!"

Fudge has a strong desire to control power. In his opinion, Scrimgeour's behavior is not against the saints.

It is a challenge to his ministerial authority!

It was a hint to him that he had secretly colluded with the Austrian and German Ministry of Magic!

This is something he will never tolerate!

"No! Even if he didn't do it, he definitely has nothing to do with it!"

"Scrimgeour!" Fudge slapped the table and roared angrily.

"I am the Minister of Magic!"

In one sentence, Scrimgeour was completely crushed to death!

In desperation, he had to compromise and angrily threw a word at Fudge.

"Fudge, you're going to regret it!"

…

Time flies and it soon comes to late August.

Yagus continued to study hard during this period, adding full talent.

He has finished studying the Hogwarts textbooks for the fourth grade, and what he is reading now is the "Standard Charms" for the fifth grade.

In the manor, Yagus sat on a chair and read a book quietly.

Next to him, Draco seemed to have been bitten by a flea. He kept scratching his head and ears, obviously unable to sit still.

Although Lucius, who came from the door, saw this scene more than once, he still couldn't help but sigh every time.

The gap between people is indeed greater than that between people and dogs!

In just one or two months, this seemingly gentle boy with blue eyes has gone from being an outsider with no foundation to becoming a guest of many pure-blood families.

Tracing the root cause, it turned out to be just a party invited by his own son!

Through Draco's gatherings, he gained the favor of a large number of peers from the pure-blood family. Later, he was regarded as an idol by these peers and was invited to participate in various gatherings one after another.

With the help of gatherings of peers, we have opened up relationships with various families.

The important thing is that these idiots from pure-blood families are not aware of it!

It can only be said that he is worthy of the blood of Grindelwald. This method of playing with people's hearts is not comparable to ordinary people!

If possible, he really didn't want Draco to have too much contact with him.

With his son's mind, even if he was sold, he would have to help count the money with a smile!

"Draco, your father is here."

Argus saw Lucius coming, closed the book and reminded him softly.

Draco looked happy, threw the book in his hand, and immediately planned to leave.

"Ahem!"

"Yagos, I've been watching it all afternoon..."

"I know. Remember to finish the homework I assigned you. I will check it when school starts."