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

Abu cried out and flew in.

Hearing the sound, Warrington took his eyes off the toad in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw a small bird with short feathers and a glowing red body flying towards his face.

"Go away! Stupid bird!"

Warrington raised the knife in his hand and tried to shake Abu off.

However, Abu dodged very quickly and flew next to Warrington's ear in the blink of an eye.

Abu let out a clear cry, opened her sharp beak, and a ball of red balls gushed out of her mouth.

It set Warrington's hair on fire.

"Ah!!!" Warrington screamed, took off his college robe, covered his forehead with it, tried hard to put out the burning flames on his forehead, and ran out of the classroom.

"Professor! Professor!" Warrington howled, but he could only watch in despair as his hair was burned to ashes by the strange flames.

The flames seemed to have their own consciousness and only burned his hair. However, even though only his hair was burned, it still left a bunch of scars on his forehead, which looked very disgusting.

Agas, who was hiding in the classroom opposite, patted Abu on the shoulder.

Little brat.

Last time it was the mouth, this time it was the hair, and if it happens a third time, I will have to charge interest.

Thinking of this, Agas walked towards the auditorium with a much lighter pace.

He swayed his body and touched the stone wall next to him. When he saw someone peeking at his own portrait, he would stop and greet them with a smile.

However, the portraits that had just taken everything in, looked away as soon as they noticed Agas's gaze.

This kid is from the Dumbledore family, otherwise how could he have the company of a phoenix.

Even the phoenix beside him looked like a hairless bird.

On the other side, Warrington ran back to the classroom to seek help from his dean, but did not see Professor Snape.

She could only press the robe on her head, dodge all the way, and run to the bathroom on the first floor to look in the mirror with red eyes.

Damn Lingle!

As Warrington walked, he wondered how a bird could have happened to appear and burn his hair.

Suddenly I remembered what Linger had whispered in my ear like a devil in the Potions class just now.

For a moment, he was entangled with emotions of fear and resentment.

Meanwhile, Professor Snape, who was rushing to the principal's office, kept cursing in his heart.

He also ignored the students who passed by, greeted him but did not expect a response from him, and immediately turned around and ran away.

Situations like this happened frequently after he entered Hogwarts.

A bunch of cowardly fellows.

He took big steps and walked very fast. In a short while, he arrived in front of the gargoyle stone beast.

Professor Snape closed his eyes and calmed himself down.

However, this calm mood was broken when he thought of the password to enter the office, and his teeth were grinding.

"Password." The gargoyle said coldly.

"Sweet, sweet, sweet."

"Correct password," the gargoyle said, and it leaped to the side, and the door opened.

As soon as he entered, he saw the assistant who was supposed to be helping in the infirmary at this moment, sitting on the sofa, leisurely reading a newspaper and sipping coffee.

Our headmaster, who was eating a piece of cake, saw Professor Snape coming in and invited him with a smile:

"Severus, my boy, would you like to share dessert?"

"No, Mr. Headmaster." Professor Snape sat directly on the chair in front of him and refused.

"I also want to remind you that I don't have time to make you a tooth-healthy potion."

"Also, I have classes this afternoon, Mr. Principal, please go ahead and tell me."

His tone was cold, his attitude was indifferent, and his eyes were full of sarcasm, but Professor Snape glanced at Grindelwald.

"Okay, okay." Dumbledore was used to Snape's attitude. After all, he was like this to everyone.

Grindelwald didn't care about the conversation between the two people on the other side. Of course, he also noticed that Snape glanced at him from time to time.

"I called you here this time because I actually wanted to talk to you about Agast." Professor Dumbledore tapped the plate lightly, and a plate of dessert disappeared in front of the table.

He wiped his mouth, clasped one hand over the other, and stared at Snape with his usual smile.

"You know, the rumors are true."

Ever since Agas entered school, the professors, who had heard of this freshman during the holidays, have become curious about him.

Snape nodded and signaled Dumbledore to continue with his eyes.

"Well, Agas is rather naughty." Seeing that Snape didn't respond, Dumbledore could only continue the show himself.

"Just a comparison?" Snape snorted.

I put him in detention last night, and he was able to pull off a prank, not to mention that I asked the prefects in the morning and found out about what Agas did to my dormitory door.

Plus the blast in class today.

Is this just being naughty?

Dumbledore choked when asked a question in return.

"Severus, please have mercy on an old man and show a little love to your own bloodline."

Dumbledore had a pleading look on his face.

Snape snorted again, but his attitude softened.

He rarely showed such an expression when meeting someone in front of him.

It was as if he was no longer the number one in the wizarding world, but just an ordinary parent.

"Mr. Principal, excuse me for asking a question."

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, who had shaved his beard and looked a little younger.

"Agas, how were you born?"

Snape was very curious about the fact that, um, two, um, people, could have a child.

If it is a medicine, what kind of medicine it is, I don’t know if I will have the chance to study it.

"puff!"

Grindelwald spat the coffee in his mouth onto the newspaper in front of him.

However, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Dumbledore with interest, not knowing how Albus would answer.

A rare look of embarrassment appeared on Dumbledore's face.

He glared at Grindelwald, then changed the subject and said, "I almost forgot. Minerva told me that she would come to see me later."

"Severus, I'll leave the child Agassi in your care."

Dumbledore finished his words quickly and smiled.

Pretending to be busy, he pushed up the frame of his glasses, opened the ink bottle, and searched the table for the feather pen that he had thrown away somewhere.

Knowing that the person in front of him was trying to drive him away, Snape stood up, turned around and left.

Who cares to know.