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

"Professor Dumbledore, Agas didn't take his final exam. Is he okay?"

A group of little idiots of similar height stood at the door of Dumbledore's house.

"Of course, he is doing well now except that he cannot go back to school."

Dumbledore thought of the little fellow who would sing loudly in his ear after getting up in the morning to show off his singing voice.

The welcome to the guests was very warm. These were good kids, good kids.

Rhine, who was some distance away from Rolf, George and Fred and a little behind, was holding a beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Principal Dumbledore, this is a gift from your grandfather."

"Oh, thank Mr. Oakles for me."

Dumbledore looked at the child in front of him.

Not quite like his grandfather.

Old Oakles was a guy with more tricks than a hornet's nest. I still remember that when I was young, I drove this guy into a pile of giants.

I thought this guy had returned dead, but I didn’t expect to see him again in Bhutan.

It seems that his status in Grindelwald's party is not low.

"Please come in, there is something special about Agas right now."

As he said this, he took them directly into the bedroom.

Since Agas became a little phoenix, he has to sleep for a long time every day.

At this time, Agas hasn't woken up yet.

That's good, this can also give him a surprise, but I wonder if Agas can recall some memories when he sees his good friend?

"Is Agas sick?"

"So you haven't woken up yet?"

The twins saw that Dumbledore was leading them and the others towards the bedroom on the second floor and spoke curiously.

Next to him, Rolf, who had been silent, thought of the abnormality of Agas's blood before, and recalled the conversations he had with his grandfather recently.

My grandfather looked curious when he mentioned Agas.

This is not common. You know, the only things that can arouse my grandfather's curiosity are those magical animals that he has never encountered up close.

Could it be?

"Did he really turn into a thunderbird like Grandfather said?"

Rolf asked subconsciously.

"No, but it's almost the same. They can all fly."

Dumbledore pushed open the door, walked over to the shack built on the table, and waved to them.

Several people each occupied a corner above the shack.

Heads upon heads, words upon words.

"Is this Agas?"

"Didn't Headmaster Dumbledore just say that he can fly now?"

"This bird is a bit ugly. Its feathers are sparse and it's not as good-looking as Abu."

"Indeed." Leino nodded.

Then, several people looked up at him together.

Their trip to visit Agarth was originally for the three of them to privately communicate with Headmaster Dumbledore to discuss the future.

Little did he know that this elusive guy heard him and insisted on following him.

It would have been fine if he had just come along, but among the four of them, he was the only one who brought a gift.

It turns out that he is the insidious and cunning Slytherin.

He must have wanted to show off his good behavior in front of Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Principal Dumbledore, why did Agas become like this?" George looked at him.

"Your head of house, Professor McGonagall, has an Animagus form as a cat. Did you know that?"

How could they not know that their first transfiguration class was when they saw the fat cat crouching on the podium performing a transformation into a living person in full view of everyone.

The four of them nodded quickly and forcefully.

Especially the twins who were caught countless times by Professor Cat at night and punished to clean the toilet countless times before the Marauder's Map was invented.

"There's a saying in the Dumbledore family that a phoenix will appear when they need it."

"Beside Agas, Abu appeared."

"Similarly, he inherited the blood of Dumbledore's family and turned into a phoenix."

Dumbledore stretched out his finger and gently touched Agarth's little head.

In his sleep, Agas covered his head with his wings, trying hard to ignore the chirping sounds in his ears. When Dumbledore reached out his hand, he moved.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Agas, who was stretching his wings and fluttering his feathers slightly.

"He's going to wake up!"

"It looks like it's time for afternoon tea." Dumbledore nodded Agarth's head again.

However, Agas, who was awakened, just changed his posture, stretched out his wings, closed his head, and continued to sleep.

Dumbledore glanced at the clock in the room, and then said to the four children in front of him who were eager to move their hands:

"I still have things to do, are you willing to stay here..."

"Yes, yes, please go ahead, Principal."

Fred used a little strength to push Dumbledore away with his buttocks and took the best viewing position.

The other children also nodded, but their eyes were still on Agas.

A smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, he shook his head, and left with a smile.

No matter what kind of feeling it is, as long as there is love, it will warm people's hearts, right?

Agas is stronger than me. When I was young, I was too obsessed with powerful strength and didn’t pay attention to the people around me.

He sighed, waved his wand, and quickly rushed back to Hogwarts. If he didn't go back, he would not be able to keep his Muggle studies professor.

"Can I touch it, Rolf?" George asked tentatively.

Among them, Rolf was the only one who knew the most about magical creatures.

Rolf blinked, remembering that Dumbledore had touched him several times before leaving.

Then he nodded to the few people who were looking at him.

touch!

Four people, each holding a finger, slowly reached towards Agas' body.

Gently stroke his feathers.

"George, tell me, since Agas is a phoenix, are his feathers valuable?"

Fred asked as he felt the softness under his hands.

"It should be worth money, right? What do you think, Rolf?"

George bumped Rolf on the top of his head, but Rolf, absorbed in petting his fur, did not respond.

"Valuable." Rheino answered directly for Rolf.

Then he slowly moved his fingers to the bird's pointed beak and looked at the two air holes on the bird's face.

A little doubt appeared in his big eyes.

Then he stretched out two fingers and blocked the vent.

Phoenix, has a nose?

some.

He released his hand before Agas could catch his breath.

The exhaled gas is hot.

Rheino looked at the red marks on his two fingers, and then at Agas's feathers that were trembling more and more frequently.

Withdrew from this large family that was standing head to head and observing obscenely in the Agas shack.

Sit quietly in the seat next to him.

He couldn't afford to offend Agas.