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

After leaving the auditorium, Agas and Harry sat on chairs in the corridor and had no idea what was happening inside.

Harry glanced at Agas' robes and suddenly said, "Agas, was you the last person I saw in that room that day?"

Agas asked back, "What room?"

Harry's eyes flashed with confusion, and then he stood up: "Nothing, I was seeing things."

As he spoke, he stood up, clenched his fists, and as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the tall Agas:

"Agas, I heard George and Fred said something."

"They said you should have been sorted into Gryffindor, not Slytherin, and that Professor Dumbledore was your father."

Agas frowned and slowly took a step back away from the crazy savior.

"Do you believe what they say, or do you believe the Sorting Hat?"

Harry was obviously confused for a moment. "The Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin at first, but I refused."

"Why don't you say no?"

Agas didn't quite understand what the person in front of him was trying to say, but he still behaved like a close brother.

After all, his back was almost on fire from being stared at.

Snape really doesn't hide his aura at all.

"I told the Sorting Hat I was going to Hufflepuff, but he didn't listen to me."

"Of course the Sorting Hat won't listen to you." Snape's voice came from behind the two of them.

He walked silently between the two of them and looked at Agarth: "Mr. Grindelwald, there is no house in Hogwarts that is more suitable for you than Slytherin, right?"

Agarth shrugged knowingly, then looked at Harry: "I am indeed more suitable for Slytherin, Harry, happy holidays."

Then he nodded to Snape, turned and walked away.

Harry, who stayed where he was, glanced at Snape, who had a gloomy face. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Snape say:

"Mr. Potter, I'm giving you a piece of advice, stay away from him."

Then, Snape flicked his sleeves, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness. He slowly merged with the night and disappeared from Harry's sight.

Agas, who had just returned to the common room, saw Carl sitting by the fireplace reading a book.

When Carl heard the voice, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the door, then immediately stood up and walked towards Agas.

"Mr. Grindelwald, Grandmother..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Agas's face turn cold, "I will talk to you about your matter tomorrow."

Then Agas ran past her and back to his dormitory.

Inside the dormitory, Abu was standing on Grindelwald's shoulder, while Grindelwald was lying on Agas' bed, with suppressed coughs coming out of his mouth from time to time.

"Gellert?"

Agas ran to the bed, helped Gellert up and turned him over, then reached out and gently patted his cheek.

But Grindelwald, who was in a deep sleep, did not wake up. Instead, as Agass moved, tiny coughs escaped from his mouth.

"Abu, Gellert summoned you, and you brought him back?"

"Chiu~" Abu nodded.

Agarth took a damp cotton cloth from the bathroom and gently wiped Grindelwald's face.

But as he wiped, Agas found that Grindelwald on the bed seemed to be getting older.

Finally, the young face became what it looked like when Agarth first saw Grindelwald.

It was a face full of wrinkles, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes made his expression no longer serious.

His hair, which was supposed to be golden, was now gray.

"Gellert, didn't you say that you and Albus have both become younger?"

Agas pressed the fingers of his right hand to the wrinkles around his eyes, "You not only lied to me, you lied to Albus as well."

"Now you want me to help you hide this from Albus. That's too much."

Agas knew that if Grindelwald wanted to hide it, he could hide it completely, but today, he asked Abu to bring him back to him, which meant that he could no longer hide it.

So, now I need to help conceal it.

"Abu, go to the manor in Hogsmeade."

Agarth held Grindelwald with his right hand and Abraham with his left hand. In a blink of an eye, he was brought to a manor in Hogsmeade by Abraham.

Gellert bought this manor for his living convenience after he entered school. He never expected that he only lived there for a few days and stayed in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts every day.

"Agas! Gellert?" Wenda walked out of the room with his wand raised, and saw Agas sitting on the ground and Grindelwald lying on his lap.

She raised her wand and waved it at Grindelwald, causing him to float from the ground to lie on the sofa.

Then he skillfully took out a bottle of potion from the cabinet next to him and poured it into Grindelwald's mouth.

After a moment, the coughing sound from Grindelwald's mouth disappeared, and his old face returned to his youthful appearance.

"Aunt Wenda?" Agas looked at her series of actions calmly, "What's going on?"

Wenda sighed softly, looked at the child she had raised, and reached out her hand to cover his forehead.

"Agas, you know that your birth should not have existed."

“But you came.”

Wenda had no intention of helping Grindelwald hide his thoughts.

"Agas, don't hate him."

"In the limited time he had, what he wanted most was to save Dumbledore's life, and such an action would surely bring about huge changes in the world."

Wenda thought of Grindelwald who had gone crazy in those years because of some prophecies he saw.

"You are the variable he sought after traveling to all the lost places of magic. Do you see how much difference there is between the future you know and what you are experiencing now?"

"Karma, isn't that what you Chinese people like to say?"

“So someone has to take responsibility for all this.”

She slowly mixed together things that could be said, things that could not be said, things that were true and things that were false.

"Aging is only part of the retribution. Don't be afraid of Agas."

Wenda's back, which had been straight all the time, seemed to be crushed by some heavy burden at this moment. She leaned sideways on the backrest, and her palm slowly moved from Agas' forehead to his chest.

"Gellert said something to me the first time he saw you."

"He said that this child's heart was lost, and I was afraid that he would not love this world."

"Agas, don't hate him."

Wenda lowered his eyes and read to Agarth what Grindelwald had taught him: "Love can make people reborn from the ashes."