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

Although Agas couldn't hear what Dumbledore said through the window.

However, he glanced at Grindelwald's gloating expression next to him.

He looked again at Dumbledore's frowning brows in anger.

Agas shrank his neck and nestled into Buckbeak's back, trying to use Buckbeak's flapping wings to block the two people's view.

"Buckbeak, go, go!"

"Agas!" Dumbledore in the headmaster's office raised his wand, trying to stop Agas's flying figure.

But he was afraid of hurting him, so he could only clench the wand in his hand and glared at Grindelwald fiercely.

"Agas really looks like you!"

Although he said this, Dumbledore did not chase after Agarth.

I have seen that eagle-headed and horse-tailed winged beast before. Hagrid always praised this big guy in front of me. I think its name was Buckbeak.

Agas can sit on Buckbeak, so there shouldn't be any danger.

When Grindelwald heard this, his eyebrows curved.

Your own children must look like you.

"Albus, he is still more like you." I thought so in my heart, but the words I said were different.

Grindelwald took a step closer to Dumbledore and tapped his frowning brow with his index finger.

"You worry too much."

Dumbledore subconsciously wanted to step back and avoid the man's touch.

But somehow, after taking a look at that man's eyes, he stopped retreating.

It's sunny in Hogwarts today.

The sun was high in the sky, shining through the window onto Grindelwald's face.

A pair of strange eyes, filled with a hint of pity, sparkled brightly under the sunlight.

On the other side, Agas, who had already escaped far away, was taken to an unknown place by Buckbeak.

After landing, Buckbeak rubbed against Agas and his attention was attracted by a Niffler that appeared out of nowhere.

Before Agas could catch Buckbeak, it flew off after the Niffler.

"Buckbeak! Come back!"

Obviously, Agas couldn't call back a playful child.

Likewise, Dumbledore and Grindelwald couldn't call him back.

Agas looked at the surrounding environment. There were messy bushes and small insects flying among the bushes from time to time.

I wouldn't have been brought to the Forbidden Forest by Buckbeak, right?

Agas kicked the weeds under his feet and walked slowly forward in the direction Buckbeak left.

I don’t know if I can go in this direction, but it doesn’t matter if I can’t.

"Abu!"

"Chirp!"

Abu was sleeping but was awakened. He popped out from Agas' neck and pecked Agas.

"Abu, your bite is getting more and more painful now."

Agas pinched Abu's sharp beak.

Abu struggled for a while, and after Agas let go, he pounced on Agas' hair and made it a mess.

"Stop!" A loud shout suddenly came from a distance.

Agas stopped and looked at a man in the distance whose lower torso and limbs were the same as a horse's body and whose head was that of a human, holding a bow and arrow and aiming at him.

"Little pony! Who brought you in?" The centaur in the distance walked to Agas' side in a few steps and looked at Agas.

"Buckbeak!" said Agas.

"Buckbeak?" The centaur put down his bow and arrow and thought for a moment.

"I just saw Hagrid coming in this direction, shouting Buckbeak and Agas." The centaur Firenze looked at Agas and also saw the Abu on Agas's forehead.

"What is this? A Phoenix?" Firenze stretched out his hand to touch Abu on Agas' head, but Abu, who was already sulking, opened his little mouth and blew a small fireball at Firenze.

Not just anyone can touch her!

"Abu doesn't like others touching her!" Agas covered his head and took a few steps back.

This person is so rude, he just touches people directly.

"So, this is what Pluto meant." Firenze muttered to himself as he looked at Agas and Abu on him.

Then, he said to Agas: "It will be dark soon. You should go back to school. The Forbidden Forest is not safe at night."

As soon as Firenze finished speaking, he saw a tall figure in the distance pushing aside the bushes at his feet, holding a dog in his hand and shouting:

"Agas! Buckbeak!"

"Here!" Agas turned around and raised his hand to wave at Hagrid.

"Agas!" Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Agas, and strode to Agas' side holding Fang's hand.

Agas could feel the vibrations coming from the ground beneath his feet.

"Hagrid, keep an eye on this foal. Don't let him get in again."

Firenze did not greet Hagrid. Instead, after seeing Hagrid, he slowly backed away into the bushes before turning around and leaving.

Hagrid didn't care about Firenze's attitude, but looked Agas up and down.

"Thank Merlin, Agas, luckily you are okay, otherwise I don't know how to explain to Professor Dumbledore."

"Hagrid, don't worry! Buckbeak won't do anything to me. It's just that I couldn't find the way back just now. Luckily you came."

Agarth patted Hagrid on the waist and comforted him.

"That's good. Fortunately Buckbeak didn't take you deep into the Forbidden Forest, otherwise it would be difficult for me to find you."

Hagrid led Agas back the way they came. His tall body cleared away all the weeds, making the way easy for Agas behind him.

Although he looks rude, Hagrid is actually a very caring person.

Agas followed Hagrid hopping and skipping.

"Agas, I heard the professors were talking about you today." Hagrid blinked his big eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"My business? What's my business?" Agas was puzzled.

"You really are, Headmaster Dumbledore and, and..." Hagrid licked his lips and asked a little embarrassedly.

"Are you related to Grindelwald?" Agarth stopped and pulled Hagrid in front of him to ask.

"Yeah, but it's okay if you don't want to tell me."

"That's me, but why are you all so shocked?"

"Is it because of the relationship between the two men?"

"Or is it because everyone is concerned about Grindelwald because he is a cruel reformer?"

"Or maybe everyone is more concerned about the fear that Dumbledore will fall to his side."

Agas didn't understand.

His world is too desolate and has too little emotion.

He had seen that kind of thirst for affection countless times in the past eleven years.

"Agas, I don't understand what you said, but I just feel that Professor Dumbledore has become much happier since you appeared."

Hagrid scratched his hair and added.

"It turns out that Professor Dumbledore is really related to Grindelwald. No wonder there was a sign suddenly hung in Aberforth's shop recently."

"what brand?"

"No dogs or Grindelwald allowed."