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

"Agas, won't you introduce us?" George, who had just been hit on the head by Agas, forgot his lesson and asked with a wink.

After all, what about seeing you at Hogwarts? Also, when this little curly-haired boy came, Agas called him so affectionately, so you can't blame him for thinking too much~

Agas, who was very sensitive in this regard, narrowed his eyes, clenched his fist and said, "Rolf Scamander, nicknamed Roel."

"Shut up." Rolf was ruthless and covered Agas' mouth with his dirty hands.

Rolf hated being called by his nickname the most, it was very embarrassing.

Although the two had not seen each other for a long time, they got to know each other very well during the time they spent together.

"Scamander?" Fred exclaimed.

"Newt Scamander is?"

"He's my grandfather." Rolf nodded. Although he didn't like it when people would ask about his relationship with Newt every time he introduced himself to others, he had gotten used to it after so many years.

One day, I will definitely surpass my grandfather's achievements, so that when others mention Scamander, they will not only think of Newt, but also Rolf.

"Everyone get ready to bow your heads!" Hagrid shouted from the front ship.

However, the horizontal section that requires ducking one's head to avoid is completely unnecessary for first-year students.

After crossing the Hengduan, you will see a castle dotted with star-like lights.

The unmanned boat gradually approached the shore and slowly stopped.

Agas and his friends asked each other to pull them up and we got off the boat and walked to the bottom of Hogwarts Castle.

In front of the castle gate, a lady in a dark green robe, a black pointed hat and square glasses stood in front of everyone.

Hagrid walked up to the serious-looking lady holding the lamp in his right hand, and hid the egg wrapped in his rags behind him in his left hand.

He stammered, "Professor McGonagall, I have brought in all the new students."

Professor McGonagall nodded and stared at the noisy freshmen in front of her until they quieted down under her gaze.

Then he slightly curved the corners of his mouth and said to Hagrid, "Hagrid, thank you for your hard work. Go sit in the hall."

Hagrid nodded, but did not go into the hall. Instead, he walked back to his own cabin. At this time, it didn't matter whether he ate or not. What mattered was what Agast gave him.

A dragon egg! What he had always dreamed of!

Professor McGonagall frowned as she glanced at Hagrid's departing back, then walked over to the freshmen and used the Cleaning Method on them one by one.

"Everyone, please get dressed. The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."

As he spoke, he had already walked to Agas and his group. After seeing Agas's appearance, he paused.

Is this the child from Nurmengard? No wonder he left the principal's business and didn't even reply to my letter. I was so angry that he enjoyed the happiness of family life.

Thinking about how I handled all the school affairs by myself during that period, the principal stayed in his office every day after returning to school and refused to come out.

Professor McGonagall's face turned black, and she fired two shots at Agas, who looked very similar to Dumbledore, one to the face and the other to the face again.

Although, Agas didn't seem to need it.

After taking two hits for no reason, Agas, who had just been cleaned up, stroked his hair and looked at Professor McGonagall, who had a sullen face in front of him.

Thinking of Albus's drawer full of howler letters, he belatedly touched his face which had just been cleaned after taking two shots, and understood.

Albus has done a lot of harm to people.

Professor McGonagall stood back on the stairs, watched the people below adjust their clothes, and directed them to line up before leading them into the hall.

As soon as I stepped into the auditorium and looked up, I saw four long tables placed inside the auditorium. Hundreds of heads turned and stared at the freshmen who walked into the auditorium.

Above the long table, thousands of candles floating in the air illuminated the auditorium. The four tables were placed with glittering golden plates and high-footed wine glasses.

There was another long table on the platform at the top of the hall. Sitting in the middle of the table was Professor Dumbledore, who had shaved his beard, and next to him was a man with an ordinary face and gray hair.

Looking to the side, there is a man with a hooked nose, straight hair, cold and deep eyes, and pale skin.

Agas's gaze returned to the man next to Albus. He could more or less guess the identities of the other people, but who was this man?

The man being stared at by Agas looked up and met Agas' gaze. Without moving his mouth, he just raised his eyebrows and slightly lifted his chin.

Old man?

Wow, that’s really good, you’re really good at it, you’ve already reached the pinnacle.

Agarth glanced at Dumbledore next to him and wondered how Gellert had convinced Albus to let him into the school.

Isn't he afraid that Gellert will use his PUA skills to win over all his students?

While Agas was observing, the teachers in the classroom and students from the four colleges also noticed that Agas was dazzling among the freshmen.

Everyone's eyes kept moving back and forth between Professor Dumbledore and Agast.

The originally quiet auditorium suddenly became noisy.

On the other side, Professor McGonagall, who had taken out the Sorting Hat, shouted, "Silence!"

"The sorting ceremony is about to begin. Students whose names I call, please come up."

"Norris Elma!"

A blonde girl walked out from the group of freshmen and ran to sit on the chair next to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall put the Sorting Hat on the girl's head, and immediately, a voice came out of the hat: "Ravenclaw!"

Applause broke out instantly at the long table belonging to Ravenclaw, welcoming the girl.

In the freshman group, George and Fred whispered, "Mom and Dad lied to us. This thing about defeating the dragon is all a lie."

"Obviously, the Sorting House is just a hat."

Rolf also patted his chest and calmed his face before asking Agas: "Agas, I will definitely go to Hufflepuff. What about you? Where do you want to go?"

Agas shook his head, he didn't know which college he could go to.

However, if Harry Potter could make a wish into the hat not to go to Slytherin, I should be able to do it too, right?

"Needless to say, Agast must be a Gryffindor!" Fred replied. Based on Agast's performance in his home, he must be a Gryffindor.

"No! Agas can communicate with animals big and small! It must be Hufflepuff!" Rolf retorted.

"Next, Lamb Blaise!"

"Hufflepuff!"

As more and more freshmen are assigned to the four colleges, the number of people arranged in the freshman group becomes smaller and smaller.

"Agas Ward Lingle."