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

Location: Slytherin Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, at the door.

Agas leaned his back against Medusa, sitting at the door and chatting with Medusa.

"Tell me, is he moody?"

"hiss~"

"What's wrong with my potion? He didn't even guide me and threw me out!"

"hiss~"

"Sister Medusa, do you think my potion can still work?" Agas turned around and looked into Medusa's eyes.

"..." Medusa retracted her tongue and moved her body around the door, refusing to look at Agas.

She just swam to the wall of the inner room and saw that this boy just had no talent.

I have seen the black-faced monster making potions countless times. In Agas's hands, the steps of the potion were all correct, but it just didn't work. What else could this be but a lack of talent?

Professor Snape inside the door kept hearing the hissing sound coming from Medusa on the door, and he turned his wand towards the door.

In an instant, the room became quiet.

Noisy!

Professor Snape frowned and collected the remnants of the crucible on the operating table and the ground.

He picked up another piece of the crumbs, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

After the crucible exploded this morning, there was a clear smell of burning, but now there is this smell left in the crucible, which is very strange.

Obviously his steps were all correct, but when he used magic to stir it, the potion gave off a strange smell.

It was this smell that made the crucible explode.

The smell of the residue has now become lighter and not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Professor Snape put the residue in a bag and placed it in a cabinet nearby.

Then he returned to his desk and started marking fifth-grade essays.

However, the strokes of the pen that penetrated the paper and the "T" that appeared from time to time hinted at the professor's inner thoughts at that moment.

Agas, who was standing outside the door, put his ear to the door. Seeing that the professor inside really had no intention of calling him in for proper tutoring, he stood up feeling bored, patted his butt and left.

Is it really that I have no talent for potions?

It wasn't the first time that Agas had gotten upset when he was in the basement of Nurmengard.

Before, I just thought that my operation was wrong, but now it seems that maybe I really am not good enough.

No, man, how can you say no.

Agas straightened his chest and strode towards the Slytherin common room.

He looked at his class schedule and found that most of his classes were with Gryffindor. He had no classes tomorrow morning, so he needed to get a good night's sleep.

Go find George and Fred tomorrow. That little wooden ball is very useful. Ask them to make more.

The next morning, after getting up and having breakfast, Agas took a long time to get to the portrait at the door of the Gryffindor common room.

The portrait is of a chubby classical woman.

The woman was singing with her mouth open, some song that Agas couldn't understand at all.

When the woman saw Agas, she stopped her loud singing and moved closer to the picture frame.

Watching Agas carefully.

"Why is a Slytherin student here in Gryffindor?"

Agas forced a well-behaved smile, looked at the portrait of the Fat Lady and said, "Madam, I'm waiting for someone."

"Of course, it would be great if you could let me in."

"No, I can't let you in without a password."

Agas rubbed his chin in distress, thinking about how to call George and Fred out.

He took Abu out of his collar again and asked tentatively: "Abu, can you help me call George and the others?"

What a pity, Agas had offended Abu yesterday. Abu pretended to be dead, turned over in Agas's palm and continued to sleep.

Ok.

Agas put Abu back into his collar and looked at the Fat Lady eagerly.

However, the Fat Lady ignored Agas's gaze, took out a bronze mirror, and started singing to it.

"damn it."

"The password is correct!"

The Fat Lady opened the door of the Gryffindor Common Room, and a hole appeared in front of Agarth.

Agarth asked with a dull look in his eyes: "Is the password for Gryffindor so casual?"

The Fat Lady replied, "Go in, boy."

Passing through this hole, you will arrive at the Gryffindor common room.

Unlike the dim environment of Slytherin, the Gryffindor common room is decorated entirely in red.

In the round room, a huge fireplace was burning with fire. There were also various soft sofa chairs in the room. When people sat in them, they would be wrapped in the chairs and feel very comfortable.

There were various portraits on the walls of the lounge. The people in the portraits stopped discussing and looked at Agas, who was standing at the door wearing a Slytherin house robe.

The Gryffindors, who had long been accustomed to the noisy environment of the common room, suddenly felt that their surroundings had become quiet, and followed the gazes of the portraits and looked at Agas.

"Um, that, I, hi~"

Under so many eyes, Agas began to stutter when speaking, and in the end he could only wave his hand to greet the group of lions.

"You are the freshman who embarrassed Slytherin yesterday!"

A Gryffindor with a very good memory shouted, pointing at Agarth's face.

In an instant, the quiet lounge became noisy like a vegetable market.

A group of people took Agas's hand and asked him to sit on the soft chair, asking, "How did Warrington's mouth become like that?"

"how did you do it?"

"Is it a potion?"

"No matter where you buy it, I'll buy it too. I'm going to turn those annoying Slytherins into little pig mouths!"

Agas looked at the Gryffindor who said this and twitched his lips. These guys, have they forgotten that he is also a Slytherin?

"321 Diagon Alley, this is a weird store."

However, advertising is still necessary, and you can get a share of the money earned.

A group of Gryffindors who knew where to buy the trick potion nodded, then stepped away from Agarth, scattered, and each did their own work.

"Agas!" On the other side, Charlie, who had already noticed Agas, waved at Agas.

"How did you get in?"

Agas obviously noticed that as Charlie finished his words, a group of Gryffindors who seemed to be doing their own things all leaned sideways with their ears perked up.

"I was waiting at the door and casually said 'damn it' and the Fat Lady said the password was correct and let me in."

Charlie heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He just thought that it was his two naughty brothers who told Agarth the password of Gryffindor, but fortunately it was not them.

"I said, you can't use such an obvious password."

Charlie complained quietly to the group around him.

"You came here to see George and Fred?"

Agas nodded.

"I finally found a good use for what George and Fred made. I have to tell them. This is a great way to make money!"