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

"It's rare." A faint voice came from behind George and Fred.

The two brothers turned around suddenly and wanted to punch the person behind them.

"It's me, it's me." Agas stopped their fists and said quietly.

Nonsense, could you please keep your voice down?

Agas originally wanted to go to the library to find some books today. As soon as he came in, he saw a group of Gryffindors sitting at the long table in the library doing their homework.

Of course, what attracted him most was the two brothers' flying messy hair.

"What's wrong with you Gryffindors?" Agarth moved closer and squeezed a place between the two of them, sticking his head out to look around.

"Why are you all in the library?"

Speaking of this, George and Fred's faces were full of resentment.

"A Potions assignment we turned in last week."

"Snape deducted 10 points from our house for not seeing it."

“And then ask us to make it up tomorrow.”

The two of them gnashed their teeth.

Agas's excited little face froze.

Operation?

The one that was burned?

"Too much! Really too much!" Agas was filled with indignation.

"That's right! Lee Jordan clearly said that he handed the assignment to the professor personally and placed it on his desk."

Lee Jordan was the brothers' roommate and the active kid in their Gryffindor class who was responsible for collecting homework.

"That's right! That's right!" Agas echoed again.

The two brothers suddenly seemed to realize something and looked at Agas together.

"You were in Snape's office the past few days." George grabbed Agas' neck.

"Do you know where our homework is?" Fred held down his feet as he was about to escape.

"I don't know." Agas shook his head.

"If you lie, every time you make a potion, it will go crazy." George stared at his evasive eyes.

“…” That’s too much bro.

Agas looked at them both.

Then, nod.

"This is not my fault, it's all Snape's fault." Agas worked with both hands, writing the homework that did not belong to him.

"I got so excited that the flames from my wings burned your homework."

"You can't leave until you finish writing." George stared at his left hand.

This is his homework.

"By the way, Hagrid wrote to me and asked us to go to his place this afternoon."

Agas said as he wrote.

"I don't know what it is."

"I know!" Fred suddenly shouted.

Then, several people were driven out of the library by Madam Pince wielding a feather duster.

The three of them touched the back of their heads which were swollen from being hit.

Laugh at each other.

"Let's go straight to Hagrid. I met him a few days ago and he told me that the egg seemed to be about to hatch."

Fred touched the back of his head. The feather duster had hit him the hardest.

"What eggs?" asked Oaklis who followed the others out.

"Guess?" George leaned on his shoulders.

Although George and Fred did not like Slytherin students very much, it was undeniable that Agas and Lyonno were really the two weirdos of Slytherin.

One is like Gryffindor and the other is like Hufflepuff.

A group of people chased each other and ran towards Hagrid's hut.

"Hagrid~" The voice arrived before the person arrived.

Hagrid opened the door of his hut and waved to the group.

"Come on!"

"Belita is coming out."

As soon as they entered his hut, they shivered in the biting cold.

"Hagrid, this is too cold."

George shuddered.

The temperature inside and outside the house is different.

The temperature in the room made several people's faces red from the cold.

"Hagrid, did you cast a spell?" Fred asked in a trembling voice.

Hagrid, who had a thick skin and flesh, looked at the snow-white, glowing egg on the bed with burning eyes and said:

"No, I bought a bed at a shop in Diagon Alley."

He pointed to the bed that looked like a block of ice beneath the egg.

"The things in that store are really useful. This bed has a built-in icy effect, which is the most suitable for this ice dragon egg."

"I was thinking that I would have to trouble Charlie to come to my place every day to cast the Freezing Spell."

Several people looked at the cold ice bed in silence.

Agas took a few steps forward and looked at the logo on the lower right corner of the ice bed.

【AAA】

Very well, Grindelwald, you're selling me something again.

"Hagrid, how much did you spend?" he gritted his teeth.

"Not much," Hagrid muttered.

"666 gold galleons." Oaklis, who had been silent all the time, took over.

How did he know? Because he had just come out of that store before school started.

Spent all my savings.

"..."

The three poor guys covered their chests and looked at Hagrid.

"Look!"

Suddenly, a few silver lights flashed on the egg on the ice bed, and then a "crackling" sound was heard. Snowflake-shaped cracks gradually appeared on the egg from the top to the bottom, which was extremely beautiful.

Several people stared at it intently.

After a long while, a faint cry came from the hole at the top of the egg.

Hagrid couldn't wait any longer and sat on the ice bed without caring about its cold butt, staring with wide eyes.

A few people saw a little creature with a snow-white body and silver-white eyes popping out of the eggshell.

It flapped its wings and ate the eggshell that trapped it into its stomach bite by bite.

Then he burped.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone in the room, it flapped its little wings and flew towards Fred's head.

"It seems to like you." Agas stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the baby dragon, but was threatened by the dragon breath it exhaled.

"No, no, no! Freeze! Freeze!" Fred jumped madly, trying to shake the baby dragon off his head.

Although the young dragon is small, the temperature it exudes is hard to accept.

Hagrid approached Fred with a wronged look on his face, and held the baby dragon in his big hand.

"Be gentle, Belita is still a baby."

Fred put his hands over his head, shook his head wildly and stepped back.

Taking advantage of Hagrid's actions, several people moved closer to observe the ice dragon.

Apart from the fact that his entire body is snow-white and his dragon breath is icy, he seems to be no different from Brewster.

Agas smiled brightly.

Brewster, your wife is pregnant.

But Oaklis frowned slightly.

"You said it was called Belita?"

Hagrid nodded.

"Yes, this beautiful little one is called Belita."

"Oh, Belita, good girl, you are really good-looking."

He looked at Belita with infatuated eyes and gently stroked its feathers with his palm.

And under his touch, Belita gently closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Oaklis moved closer to Hagrid and looked at Belitta carefully with his big eyes.

Then I looked at Hagrid and heard him praising the girl.

Hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Agas asked.

"British people like to call males good girls?"

Agas looked at the "good girl" in Hagrid's hand in silence.

Brewster, you may have lost your wife, but you can still have a husband.