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

"Pour it in." Snape bottled the potion he had just brewed and threw it to Lupin beside him.

Lupin nodded to him gratefully: "Severus, thanks to you."

Snape sneered softly.

He turned and walked out of the room, and before leaving, he said to Dumbledore who was eating dessert beside him:

"I hope you can respect my hard-earned vacation."

Then, he looked at Agas with a complicated look mixed with a bit of surprise. No, to be precise, he looked at the bulge in Agas's clothes.

"Follow."

"professor?"

Agas yawned and followed.

He hadn't slept all night and was almost dying of sleep.

He waited for a long time, but Snape didn't speak.

he asked again.

Then, I heard the man in front of me say:

"Have you ever heard that a son pays his father's debt?"

Agas had a bad feeling in his heart and quietly retreated.

“It doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard of it.”

Snape said calmly, "The ashes from the first rebirth of the phoenix are most useful."

"Today, I came here for your sake to save a disgusting guy."

"Then in the future, the things of your bird that disturbed my sweet dreams after its nirvana will belong to me."

"Any opinions?" He quickly finished a long string of words and then asked back.

"I..."

"Hmm?" Snape looked at Agas with expressionless face.

This bird inherited the bad habits of their Dumbledore family. It uses fire instead of making noises to call people.

God knows how he felt when he was awakened by the burning fire.

It’s not too much to collect the interest yourself, right?

Then, without even putting his clothes on, he saw that his eyes were open, and he used his claws to drag himself into this disgusting room.

Fortunately, he doesn't have the habit of sleeping naked.

"No, no problem." Agas hung his head and sent Snape away.

Then he took Abu out of his clothes and questioned him.

"Didn't I ask you to invite someone over?"

"How could you set fire to someone's house?!"

"Chi~" Abu tilted his head, not quite understanding.

Didn’t Agast ask me to set fire to Grindelwald and wake him up before?

Is it not?

Agas' mouth twitched when he heard Abu's explanation.

Blame him, all blame him.

Teach the little bird bad things.

The ashes of Nirvana are gone. You know, in the magic world, they are sold by the gram.

He covered his chest in pain, went back into the room, sat next to Dumbledore, snatched the dessert from his hand, and took a big bite.

Dumbledore was not angry even though his snacks were taken away. He heard everything Snape said just now.

You know, every time Fox was in Nirvana, this guy would find all kinds of reasons to come to the office and take away the ashes.

"Severus is a genius in potions. The Phoenix Ashes will be of greater use to him."

he comforted.

Then, Agas took away all the food placed in front of him.

If you can’t comfort others, don’t eat it.

He is also a genius, he can use it!

Agas ate with big mouthfuls.

"Professor Dumbledore, how did you get into such a mess?" Lupin fed the potion into the unconscious Sirius' mouth.

"The entrance to the cave requires a lot of blood to open."

"After opening the cave, there will be a boat, but the boat can only carry the magic power of one person. If there are more than one person, the boat will sink to the bottom."

Dumbledore said this with a calm expression and a flat tone.

When he doesn't smile, his face looks cold and indifferent, as if to keep people away.

"Sirius cut his wrist and tried to open the cave with his own blood."

"But fortunately."

He glanced at Agas.

"Before we set off, Agas gave us several boxes containing a lot of magical blood."

"We poured the bottles of blood in and opened the cave."

"Finally, Fox took us to the small island in the center."

"Just." Dumbledore paused here.

The house-elf who had been kneeling on the ground beside him answered him in a hoarse voice: "Master Sirius drank all the poison in the stone basin, brought back the fake locket, and searched for a long time in the river before finding Master Regulus."

Dumbledore nodded. It seemed that the purpose of his trip was just to burn all the Inferi in the cave and then take them home.

He looked at Sirius lying on the bed, his words echoing in his mind:

"Professor Dumbledore, I just want to experience how painful it was for Rael before he died."

"I should bear the pain."

"I don't regret what I did before, I just regret that I was not only unaware of the pain my family was in, but that I still resented them all these years later."

Dumbledore was in a trance for a moment and remembered a lot.

He thought of his sister, the gentle, lovely sister, the sister who was afraid that he and Aberforth would quarrel; he also thought of Aberforth, who was only a few kilometers away from him, but the two of them seemed very far away.

"Albus." Agas held out his hand and gently shook it.

He just seemed to have seen Dumbledore's past.

Not the past in the movies, but the past that really happened to Dumbledore.

Similarly, he saw the little girl with golden hair, blue eyes and a gentle smile.

"Sirius is awake!" George, who had been in the room paying attention to the patient, shouted.

Several people walked to the bed and looked at Sirius, who opened his eyes and shed tears silently.

"Don't you want to see what Regulus said in the fake locket?"

Agas admired Sirius's loyalty to his friends, but he looked down on Sirius.

There is nothing wrong in defending friends and standing on the same front with friends, but he should not abandon his family.

This was the only reason why Agas looked down on him.

Sirius took the locket handed to him by Agast with shaking hands.

He opened it with trembling hands and took out a note from inside.

[To the Dark Lord:

I know that when you read this letter, I will be dead, but I want you to know: I discovered your secret, and I have taken the real Horcrux and destroyed it as soon as possible.

I risked my life for you, but I was only a flesh-and-blood mortal when I met my opponent.

RAB

Grindelwald, who was far away in a manor somewhere in France, suddenly spat out blood. It was visibly that he seemed to have aged a little.

Nicolas Flamel, who was resting on a beach chair nearby, opened his eyes slightly and sighed.

"In the far east, there is a saying that goes with the flow."

"Hasn't the failure from decades ago made you realize it?"

He stood up, slowly took out a bottle of blood-red potion from the cabinet and handed it to Grindelwald.

"The Philosopher's Stone can indeed make people immortal, but look at how fragile I am."

"From what I know about you, you don't seek immortality."

Grindelwald took the potion and drank it all.

"No, you're wrong. I want to live longer now."