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

"Hagrid, are you there?" Professor McGonagall reached out and knocked on the closed door again.

Fred reacted very quickly, took down several pieces of cloth on the table and immediately covered the egg with them.

Then Hagrid shouted back, "I'm here, Professor McGonagall."

Hagrid took another look at the well-hidden dragon egg and walked forward to open the door.

"Hagrid, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Professor McGonagall stood by the door, and then saw the Gryffindors and a Slytherin standing upright behind Hagrid.

She adjusted the frame of her glasses on her nose, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked at the few people.

"Gentlemen, what are you doing here?"

Several people looked at each other, but no one could make sense of what was going on.

Hagrid glanced at the serious Professor McGonagall, stepped back slightly, his eyes wandering, and then hesitantly said: "Professor McGonagall, they, they are here to help me."

"Helping you?" Professor McGonagall looked at Hagrid suspiciously.

I saw that while he was talking, he kept looking at a certain place in the room.

He licked his lips from time to time, as if he was very nervous.

She followed Hagrid's gaze and looked at a bucket covered with cloth next to Charlie.

"Hagrid, do you have any dangerous magical animals?"

Thinking of Hagrid's dark history, Professor McGonagall stared at him and asked.

Hagrid quickly shook his head and waved his hands, "No, I didn't!"

"I testify!" Agas raised his hand.

"Yes! He didn't!"

"We are here to help!" The twins moved a little, allowing Charlie to use their moving figures to kick the bucket under the table on the side.

Professor McGonagall glanced at them and then turned her gaze back to Hagrid.

"Hagrid, I might need a favor from you."

Hagrid agreed without even listening to what Professor McGonagall said.

Professor McGonagall led Hagrid outside before she spoke slowly.

"Drmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry sent an exchange student this year, but something went wrong on the way here, so the student is now in Hogsmeade."

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall's face showed a bit of helplessness.

This matter should have been handled by Dumbledore as the headmaster, but this person threw the matter back to him with just one sentence.

"Minerva, my child, you know that I have been busy helping Sirius get out of Azkaban."

Then, she softened her heart and agreed.

She was supposed to be waiting for the student in front of the fireplace in the vice-principal's office at nine o'clock today.

But for some reason, after the fireplace in his office was turned on, there was no response, but the letters he sent flew to Hogsmeade.

"Hagrid, I'd like you to go to Hogsmeade and find this child for me."

Professor McGonagall handed Hagrid a photo. In the photo was a child with a square face, short black curly hair, deep eyes and tightly pursed lips.

"This child is called Leinno Oakles."

Hagrid touched the back of his head and smiled innocently: "No problem, Professor McGonagall, I will help you find the child."

Professor McGonagall nodded, and then, as if she remembered something, she turned towards the room and said to the four people, Agas, who had been observing her:

"Since it is a favor to Hagrid, then, similarly, if it is a favor to me, I think you gentlemen will not refuse it, right?"

After saying that, he signaled them with his eyes to follow him and left first.

They looked at each other, then at Hagrid.

Hagrid, who had always been very afraid of Professor McGonagall, dodged the gazes of several people and pushed them out with his hands.

"Everyone, I think Professor McGonagall needs your help more than I do. When you are free, please come visit me."

"Hehe." After saying that, he smiled with his teeth showing, and with a "bang", he closed the door under the gaze of several people.

"Why aren't you leaving yet!" Charlie, who had lived under Professor McGonagall for several years, slapped Agas and the other two who were standing there in a daze.

Then he ran after Professor McGonagall.

He knew his dean's temper very well. Since he had said that he would ask him and others for help, if he didn't follow him now, he would be in trouble soon.

"Charlie, do you know that you have very strong hands!" George covered the back of his head and chased after him, complaining.

Agas and Fred did the same, covering their heads and running after Charlie.

After they followed Professor McGonagall into the school, they saw Professor McGonagall stopping Filch.

"Argus, you kept telling me the other day that you needed some students to help copy documents. I brought some students to help you."

Filch hugged Mrs. Norris and thanked Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you very much, Professor McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall nodded and looked at the group.

"Mr. George Weasley and Mr. Fred Weasley, you have been putting smelly things in the teaching building these days, which has caused great trouble to Mr. Filch."

"I think it wouldn't be too hard for you to do Mr. Filch a favor right now?"

George and Fred nodded with dejected looks on their faces.

Today, when they were turning the corner of the classroom, they threw a big dung ball and were caught by Professor McGonagall.

"As for Mr. Lingle, I happened to pass by when you were having Quidditch flying class today, but I didn't see you."

"As a student, you actually skipped classes, so you should help Mr. Filch as well."

Professor McGonagall looked at the three people who were pretending to be good in front of her with an angry face.

"Charlie, you go back first."

She finally relaxed her voice and spoke to Charlie beside her.

"Okay, professor. Goodbye, professor." Charlie didn't even look at the resentful brothers beside him. He bowed slightly, turned around and left.

Fortunately, there are still some very well-behaved children with excellent grades in my college.

Professor McGonagall looked at Charlie's departing figure, sighed secretly, and then hurried back to her office. She still had a pile of documents to deal with.

She thought things would be a little easier since Albus returned to school, but she became even busier instead.

"Come with me."

Filch looked at the three people with a gloating look and took them back to his office.

Then he walked to the large bookshelf in his office and opened a drawer.

The moment they opened the drawer, Agas and the other two saw the dust particles floating in the air.

The three of them covered their mouths and noses at the same time and took a step back.

"These are the records of some students who made mistakes, but because they are too old, the handwriting is unclear. What you have to do is to copy them down."