Hogwarts: I'm taking my dad to find my mom.

"Agas." George nudged Agas' arm with his elbow. "Did you offend him?"

Agas didn't look up, but leaned against the tree behind him, holding a pen in his hand, writing and drawing in his notebook.

"No."

George and Fred focused their eyes on Rheino, who was sitting upright on the grass, his hands on his cheeks, staring at Agas.

Fred nudged George, glanced at Agas, and then winked at George.

"Agas."

The two men leaned on Agas's left and right.

"Agarth Albus Grindelwald."

Agas's hand paused as he was writing notes.

Then he looked up at the two of them.

"Is your last name really Grindelwald?" George asked.

Agas nodded.

"Is he really the offspring of Grindelwald and Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"You guys, what do you want to say?"

Agas squinted his eyes and looked at them.

Rheino, who was some distance away from them, stood up and moved closer to them.

He also said with a serious and curious look: "Grandpa said that the person Mr. Grindelwald hates the most is Dumbledore."

Fred patted Reinno and said, "Your grandfather must be wrong."

"I heard from Hufflepuff students that Dumbledore and Grindelwald were once lovers," George retorted.

After he learned Agas's real last name, he believed this statement without a doubt.

After all, Headmaster Dumbledore has not married yet.

But Agarth looks so similar to him and his last name is Grindelwald, so there is no other explanation except this one.

"Grandpa wouldn't lie to me." Leino insisted on his own idea.

Agas rolled his eyes and looked at Leinno: "You have been following me for a whole day. What on earth are you following me for?"

Rheino thought for a moment, took out a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to Agas.

"Mr. doesn't want to see Grandpa, but now some of his former followers know what happened to him in the UK."

"Grandpa asked me to give you this letter."

Agas took it, opened it and looked at it.

After a while.

With a gloomy face, he stuffed the letter back to Rheino.

"Have you finished reading it?" Leino glanced at the densely packed contents of the letter and said in disbelief.

"No." Agas put away the notebook and put it into the ring.

"What?"

"I don't understand." He said matter-of-factly.

Nonsense, after he was born, Grindelwald spoke English to him, neither German nor French.

It's English.

Who can understand the dense German text on that letter?

George and Fred looked at the letter curiously.

Then they turned their heads in unison.

They can't understand it either.

Only then did Rheino scratch his head and spread out the letter.

"Bud Oakles sends his regards to you. He hopes that his unworthy grandson will work with you to create great things. He also hopes to meet Mr. Grindelwald again."

Rheino kept a straight face and simply translated the letter.

"No, the letter is so long, how could it contain just this one sentence?" George pointed to the letter from beginning to end.

"Every word in German is very long." He omitted the curse words.

Rheino crumpled the letter into a ball and put it in his pocket.

He is not a fool. How could he translate the insults against him? Besides, his grandfather was going too far.

It would be fine if he just called him stupid, but he even told others about his shortcomings.

Fortunately, none of the three of them could understand it.

"Chi~" Suddenly, Abu, with flames all over his body, suddenly appeared in the air behind them.

He flew to Agas's shoulder with a letter in his mouth.

Agas opened the letter and read it.

Then he said to the others, "I have to go to the principal's office. I'm leaving now."

The three of them watched as Agas patted his robe that was stained with weeds, waved his sleeves and left.

"Hey, why aren't you following?" George asked Rheino who was standing still.

"I'm not stupid." He leaked Agas' name this morning. Now going to the principal's office is just asking for trouble, isn't it?

But he really didn't understand why Grandpa and Ms. Rozier did this on their own.

*

"Albus, you should know that if I really wanted everyone to know Agas's identity, I wouldn't use such a stupid method."

Grindelwald stood in front of the desk and spoke to Dumbledore, who was sitting there pretending to handle documents.

Dumbledore said nothing, but his expression softened.

"I promised you that I would not interfere with Agas's growth."

"Should I believe you?" Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald with some confusion.

Ever since he agreed to let Grindelwald enter Britain and tacitly allowed him to stay by his side.

The situation in Britain was becoming strange.

He is not a stupid person.

In the UK, there have been many pure-blood families that have been restless recently, as well as a large number of foreign wizards entering the country.

All of them told him that perhaps the peaceful wizarding world was about to be disrupted once again.

"Albus, I won't interfere with Agas's growth, but I won't allow anyone to hurt him."

“Likewise, I’m no longer the one starting the revolution.”

He placed his hand over the back of Dumbledore's.

"The future tells me that the man who will cause panic in the wizarding world is called Voldemort."

"Not Grindelwald."

"Not Agarth Albus Grindelwald, nor Gellert Grindelwald."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly started coughing violently.

Grindelwald turned around and held his handkerchief to his lips.

"Ahem, Albus, you can try to ask Agas." He walked to the sofa next to him and sat down. "He will tell you who you should be wary of."

Dumbledore said nothing.

However, a cup of water appeared in the air and slowly landed in front of Grindelwald.

The room fell into silence.

Agas knocked on the door, opened it and stuck his head out.

"May I come in?"

"Come in, it's rare to see you knock on the door."

Grindelwald looked at the very polite Agarth and sneered.

I am afraid of disturbing you! You are so ungrateful!

Agas glared at him.

"Agas, I shouldn't have asked because the future will be changed by the present."

"But still, I wonder, in the world you know, Tom, dead?"

Agas opened his mouth, wanting to tell the answer he knew.

But that affirmation, however, could not be uttered.

I couldn't even nod.

It’s as if, at this moment, I am a puppet, with a string pulling me and preventing me from doing anything that goes against the world line.

"Or am I dead?"

Agas still said nothing.

"Then let me ask it another way. Do you exist?" Dumbledore laughed at himself and looked into Agast's eyes.

In an instant, Agas, who seemed to be pulled tightly, felt his body relax.

He shook his head.