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

In a valley dozens of kilometers away from Nurmengard Castle, a giant dragon nearly fifteen feet long, with smooth scales, a bronze-colored body, a black ridge on its back, and short horns on its head was stretching its wings.

The giant dragon opened its mouth and blew out dragon breath at the little man on the ground, but the man on the ground was not afraid at all.

Instead, he dodged with extremely fast legs and feet.

"Brewster! You agreed not to breathe dragon's breath!" Agas, a man with shoulder-length red hair on the ground, shouted at the giant dragon in the sky.

Time flies. Since leaving Newt's house and returning to Austria three years ago, Agas has grown at an alarming rate.

Agastovenda caught a few more trolls to fight with him, but none of them were as smart and playable as the one Newt raised.

In desperation, he could only choose the extremely strong Peruvian Venomtooth Dragon as his sparring partner.

"Your magic almost cut off my tail!" Brewster cried aggrievedly in the air.

Agas' magic power is getting stronger and stronger. Now even without using the magic wand, the magic power he releases can smash hard objects, let alone the flesh.

"I didn't mean it!" Although Agas said this, his right hand released a huge red ball that hit Brewster's abdomen.

Brewster fell from the air to the ground in an instant, causing the dust on the ground to fly.

"I don't want to play anymore!" Brewster, who was lying on the ground, had no intention of getting up. Instead, he shouted angrily.

Agas brushed off the loose hair on his forehead, summoned a water mirror, and looked at his neck.

Three years ago, the feathers that were vaguely emerging have now shrunk back. I still remember Newt said that when I grow up to a certain age, I can turn into a magical animal.

But the feather seemed to be just an illusion. It only appeared when the magic power was raging, and never appeared again.

However, in the past three years, his magic power has only been disturbed once.

"Agas, you promised me that you would give me a partner when I come of age." Brewster seemed to remember something and turned over to look at Agas.

Agas was already 1.75 meters tall at this time, but he still looked so small in front of Brewster.

Agas couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Brewster say that. This lustful dragon was originally lured into the valley by Wenda and his crew using the excuse of a female dragon, and it served as a sparring partner because they promised to find him a female dragon.

It has been three years, and I have to talk about it every time after a fight with Agas. The problem is that this dragon is not even an adult, so how can I find a female dragon for him?

"Don't worry, I will definitely find you a beautiful one that shines with gold, but I haven't found one yet." Agas said perfunctorily.

"Well, you better look for it carefully. Don't bother with me. I'm going back to my nest." Brewster roared like a dragon and flew back to his golden nest.

It was filled with glowing gold. Agas spent some money and found a factory in the Muggle world to produce it.

Cheap, durable and in large quantities.

After all, even the most expensive gold items would break into pieces if Brewster swept them with his tail, but iron items produced in the Muggle world are not easy to break. As long as they are sprayed with gold paint, who knows whether they will be cheap or expensive.

Anyway, Brewster didn't notice it and thought Agast was very nice to him, drooling over the pile of gold every day.

Agas shook his head, took out a broom, sat on it, and slowly flew back to Nurmengard.

Although three years seems like a long time, for Agas, these three years passed in the blink of an eye.

After fighting with Brewster every day, I would go back to the castle to make some fun little things.

Agas did not gain nothing. For example, the troll's blood was useless in the first place. However, Agas discovered that although this thing was not like his own blood, it could teleport people to his side across space.

But the wooden furniture made could emit a foul odor. Well, it was not useless. At least during that time Grindelwald once suspected that there was a vixen in his room, but he searched the entire house and didn't see her.

This is a pretty big effect.

Of course, there is also unicorn blood. Although it will curse the drinker and is extremely unique, this blood cannot be integrated with the wooden objects engraved by Agas, but all rune silver objects soaked in blood carry a strong blessing.

Of course, this blessing also comes with a price, after all, there is a cause for every effect.

Agas has not discovered what the price is yet, but he plans to give it to Professor Quirrell, who has a noseless monster living in the back of his head.

Anyway, this guy is looking for unicorn blood to prolong his life, so it's not impossible to give him the silverware soaked in unicorn blood, right?

Agas secretly praised himself for his wit.

After a while, Agas flew to the castle gate, slowly landed on the ground and put away his broom.

Agas really didn't like the flying method of broomstick, but Agas had just turned eleven this year and had no way of adapting to the magic of Apparition, so he could only endure it for the time being.

"Young master, the master asks you to go to the study." Agas, who had just finished taking a shower, saw Kaka appear in his room.

Agas nodded to Kaka, "Kaka, prepare some food for me and send it to the study. I'm so hungry."

"Okay, little master!"

On the way to the study, Agas was still thinking, could it be because the Hogwarts admission letter had arrived?

"Dad, you called me?" The carefree Agas pushed open the door and sat directly opposite Grindelwald. As soon as he sat down, a bowl of ramen appeared on the table.

Agas picked up his chopsticks and asked while slurping his ramen, "Did the admission letter arrive?"

"No." Grindelwald shook his head.

"Your birthday hasn't arrived yet. Normally, the acceptance letter should be sent on your birthday."

"I have something for you to do for me when you go to England."

Agarth nodded and motioned for Grindelwald to continue, his mouth still stuffed with food.

"Ring." Grindelwald looked at Agas's eating habits and paused before speaking.

"Ring?" Agas swallowed the food in his mouth. Could it be the ring from the old Gaunt house?

"I can only see that he died because he wore the ring." After Grindelwald finished speaking, his back seemed to no longer be straight.

"Agas, that ring, if my foresight is correct, will be yours."

"That Voldemort is nothing, but that ring is too tempting for Albus and me."

Grindelwald looked into Agarth's deep blue eyes, "So, you have to help me get it back."