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

"We are all the successors of gcism, thump thump thump~" Agas hummed softly in Chinese, and his cheerful footsteps made a tapping sound in the corridor.

It’s really fun, Voldemort is so fun too.

When Agarth was using Voldemort's Legilimency, his brain constructed a world that was entirely filled with Dumbledore.

Hehe, so the parasite saw a different, powerful and beautiful Albus.

No wonder I felt discouraged after watching it.

When the gargoyles heard Agas' voice, they made way and looked at him silently.

Agas smiled and touched its stone body, "How thoughtful."

Then he walked over, knocked on the office door, and went in.

The gargoyles shuddered when Agas entered.

If he and that powerful old man had not threatened it and almost torn it down, it would not have been so resigned and well-behaved.

You know, even Vice Principal McGonagall has to recite the password before she can come in.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw two people sitting together in the rest area on the left, looking very affectionate.

Agas rolled his eyes, covered his eyes with his hands, and slowly approached the sofa.

"I didn't see anything, I knocked on the door~"

Although he covered his eyes, his eyes met Grindelwald's dark face through the gaps between his parted fingers.

"Why are you here again?"

Grindelwald said angrily.

He had never seen a child who was so clingy to his parents. He came to disturb him and Albus every few days. Albus had very little time to spend with him.

"Albus asked me to come!"

Agas jumped up instantly. He ran in front of the two men, squeezed in between them, then put his right hand on Dumbledore's arm and squeezed Dumbledore to the side with his butt.

In a few moves, he put several people's space between himself, Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

"Agas, didn't you finish class early in the morning?"

Dumbledore reassured Grindelwald with his eyes, then looked at Agarth in confusion.

Agas nodded, picked up the snack on the coffee table, which was obviously prepared specially for him, and started eating.

"But after class, I was called away by Quirrell."

"Quirrel?" Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald, who had noticed that Quirrell was abnormal early on, also looked at Dumbledore.

"Can't you see that there's something wrong with him?"

There was a threat in Grindelwald's tone.

He couldn't believe that the child he had personally raised couldn't see such an obvious problem.

"It's because I've seen it that I want to go and broaden my horizons."

Then Agas pointed to his left eye, stood up and walked to the side of the Pensieve, took out a memory from his mind with the magic wand.

That memory was what Agas's left eye saw, Chilo.

A Quirrell with half a face growing on the back of his head.

After the two adults came out of the meditation basin, they picked up the black tea on the coffee table and took a sip at the same time.

Agas, who was eating a cream cake in his mouth, saw the expressions of the two people and his eyes lit up.

Said excitedly: "How is it!"

“Isn’t it an eye-opener?”

"You don't know, as long as I see the back of his head, I can see that face, it really makes me sick to death."

As he said this, he shook his head in disgust and took another big bite of cake.

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald, his eyes seemed to say: This is the child you raised.

"Albus, this is your Dark Lord of Britain?"

Grindelwald's tone was filled with suspicion.

It was just such a strange thing that made Albus so afraid and finally died from the curse of this thing?

Grindelwald began to doubt whether the future he had seen before was real.

"Don't underestimate him." Dumbledore rubbed his temple. "When he was studying, all the teachers thought he was an excellent child who would bring new life to the wizarding world."

"But who could have imagined that he would bring so much pain to the wizard."

"That makes sense!" Agas agreed.

After eating and drinking, Agas stood up from the sofa, looked at the stick figure portrait on the wall and the abrupt landscape painting next to it, then took out another stick figure painting from the ring and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Albus, Albus, look at this!"

Agas pointed at the blond man lying under a big tree in the portrait, and the red-haired man bending over next to him: "This is Gellert, and this is you. You are having a tryst, no, playing."

Then he pointed to a bird nesting in a tree and said, "That's me!"

"What about this man?" Dumbledore pointed at the little red-haired man hiding behind the tree.

"Aberforth, did you see his open mouth? It's a pity I can't draw him swearing."

Grindelwald was silent.

He looked up at the ugly painting on the wall, then at the uglier one in Dumbledore's hand. Why didn't Agast inherit his aesthetic taste?

"I like it very much." Dumbledore smiled happily, then immediately took down a landscape painting hanging on the wall and hung up Agas's painting instead.

"Albus, that's a gift from me to you." Grindelwald pointed to the landscape painting he had taken down.

"I know." Dumbledore stepped back and admired the two stick figure paintings on the wall.

"Landscape paintings are more beautiful than stick figures." Grindelwald uttered.

However, Dumbledore looked at the landscape painting and then at the two stick figures hanging on the wall.

"Putting the landscape painting and the stick figure together doesn't look harmonious. Look, now putting the two paintings together, isn't it much more harmonious?"

Dumbledore pulled Grindelwald back and pointed at the painting on the wall.

Agas folded his hands in front of his chest and smiled.

He also felt that this was much more harmonious!

Opposite the stick figure, on the right wall of the room, the paintings of past principals all focused their attention on the stick figure opposite.

Several principals were trying to hold back their laughter but didn't say anything.

Only Principal Phineas groaned, "It's too ugly."

The next second after he finished speaking, Grindelwald waved his right hand, and the black cloth on the ground rose up, covering the portraits.

He said being ugly was okay, others said no.

"Albus! Can I come in?"

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Professor McGonagall's voice came from outside.

"Of course," Dumbledore shouted back.

Then, Professor McGonagall rushed in with an angry look on her face, but when she saw Agastache was there, she put away her expression.

She tried to speak in a calm tone, "Albus, you really should have a good talk with Severus. It hasn't been long since the start of the school term and he's about to deduct all the points from our house!"

Agarth nodded in agreement. Snape was really Gryffindor's point-deducting robot. Especially after Harry Potter entered school this year, the point deduction became even more terrifying.