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

"Albus!" Grindelwald followed Dumbledore into the headmaster's office.

"You shouldn't have exposed Agassi to so many dangerous things." Dumbledore sat down and knocked on the plate next to him, and a plate of dessert appeared.

"What he deserves is a life like the children in the family you saw today."

"Don't be so naive." Grindelwald ignored Dumbledore's cold face, clicked the book beside him to turn it into a chair, and sat opposite Dumbledore.

"Agas looks exactly like you, and his bloodline is special. The life of a normal person is cruel to him."

How could Dumbledore not know?

He knew better than anyone how it felt to be restrained by external forces and unable to realize one's ambitions and make a career.

The seventeen-year-old Dumbledore yearned for the colorful magical world and was determined to break free from the constraints of his family.

That was why when he met the sixteen-year-old Grindelwald, he was attracted by the world he described. The collision of ideas and the deep connection of souls are something Dumbledore cannot forget to this day.

However, he knew better than anyone else the cruelty of the wizarding world and the open and covert struggles among wizards.

But I was too arrogant.

They think that their powerful strength can suppress those petty creatures, but the enemy will always slowly increase its strength when they least expect it.

And those rats hiding in the dark are not only a threat to himself, but will also pose a threat to Agas after he enters school.

There was silence between the two again.

Since their first meeting, the two of them were not talking about anything, nor were they telling each other about their experiences over the years.

But even though they were in the same room, there was only silent silence in the air.

After a long moment, Grindelwald suddenly spoke.

"Albus, we are old."

Grindelwald's hand reached across the table and rested on Dumbledore's right hand, which was holding the cutlery.

"Don't you see clearly? Your previous intervention only made the situation worse."

"Agas can't be content with being ordinary. In the future we see, he's doing pretty well, isn't he?"

Dumbledore lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

He was afraid that a punisher like Grindelwald would appear in the wizarding world again, and he was on guard against everyone, which gave rise to a student like Tom.

Brought a second Dark Lord to the wizarding world.

His own students, the Potters who died protecting their children, the Longbottoms who were tortured to madness by the Cruciatus Curse, and the Prewett brothers who died in an accident.

How could the deaths of these children not be caused by their own mistakes?

Yes, I am indeed old.

"Haven't you realized my mistake yet?" Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore's pensive expression and spoke again.

He knew him too well.

"Muggle weapons make me start to fear that one day in the future wizards will have to hide, so I want wizards to be able to stand openly in every corner of the world."

"But you see, even though I can see the future, I still fail."

"So, Albus, don't let the so-called prophecy and fate trap you anymore." As he spoke, Grindelwald slowly stroked the back of Dumbledore's hand.

The young potion in Agas's memory needs to be studied carefully.

"You always make people believe your words." Dumbledore did not deny Grindelwald's statement, but he did not believe it completely either.

If this man was no longer trapped by the prophecy as he said he was, then Agas would not have appeared.

Dumbledore was just about to raise his hand to take a bite of dessert when he saw another hoof covering his hand.

"Take it." Dumbledore did not withdraw his hand, but just looked at Grindelwald and said.

However, when Grindelwald saw that Dumbledore did not refuse, he became even more aggressive.

Not only did he not take his hand back, but he gently squeezed Dumbledore's fingers and clasped his palm with one hand.

"Albus..."

Agarth, who was thrown into the Weasley family's house by this unscrupulous couple, was having a lot of fun.

She let her hair down, found the ring hanging on the hairband and put it on her hand, then took out a large box of tool kit.

Not minding the dirt, he sat directly on the ground, walking back and forth between several wooden pillars, constantly changing the carving knives in his hands, carving strange runes on the wooden pillars.

"Agas, what are you doing?" Fred helped Agas carry the tool bag and followed behind him to help.

"Hehe, carve the powder in this bottle into these runes, and this house can be well preserved." Agas took out a jar of gray-black powder, shook it in front of Fred, and put it back into the ring.

This is the ashes left after Abu's phoenix nirvana. I discovered that it is extremely useful for making some defensive things.

It's really a magical species, with good stuff all over its body. Agas narrowed his eyes and smiled. He had taken advantage of Abu a lot over the years.

On the other side, Abu, who was sleeping next to Fox, trembled all over, cried out, and woke up.

"George! Fred! Agas! Come home! It's time for dinner!" Ron stood at the door of the Burrow and shouted to the three of them.

Without waiting for Agas and the others' response, he happily ran back to the dining table and sat down.

He no longer wanted to play with the three of them. If he just stayed together to play in the morning, his mother would almost twist his ears off.

Sure enough, those who can get along well with Fred and George are not good people, they are all bad guys!

Ron, who had been bullied by George and Fred since he was a child, decided to stay away from them.

Agas packed up the things at hand and put them back into the ring. He walked to the side, put his hands on his hips, and admired his masterpiece with a smile. Not bad. If he worked on it for a few more days, it would definitely look good.

The frame of the entire wooden house has been built, and each wooden pillar used as the frame is engraved with runes by Agas. However, the smell coming from them is not very pleasant, with a stench of burning feces.

The twins, who were already panting heavily from helping Agas move wood and deliver tools, stayed far away.

After this wooden house is built, anyone who wants to live in it can live in it. Even though it stinks like this, this guy can still be so cocky.

"How about it? Aren't these runes majestic?" Agas asked without turning back.

But after waiting for a long time and hearing no response, I turned around and saw the two men walking in unison, hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder.

"Agas, we are so hungry. Just play by yourself. It's not fun at all." The two of them ignored Agas and shouted.