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

In an instant, everyone in the auditorium was attracted by the voices of Weasley and his friend.

Everyone's eyes followed the direction of his finger and fell on the pendant Agas on the big guy Reinno.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was quiet for a while.

The next second, gossip discussions began.

"Is that Agas?"

"How did he become like this?"

"No wonder he didn't take his final exam last year."

"Is he under some kind of curse?"

A Ravenclaw with a wild imagination pushed up the frame of his glasses on his nose and guessed.

"I think he must have taken the drug Professor Snape gave him. After all, he is the only one in the school who dares to cause trouble in Professor Snape's class."

A Gryffindor took a bite of sausage and spoke out his guess loudly.

His companions immediately covered his mouth and looked towards the teacher's seat.

He looked towards the teacher's seat awkwardly, trying to neither swallow the sausage in his mouth nor look at Snape, the man with greasy black hair and a sneer on his face, who showed him the knife in his hand.

"Ding Ding~" In the teacher's seat, Dumbledore gently touched the cup on his desk, attracting the students' attention.

"Because Mr. Agas rashly consumed an unknown potion, his body regressed into the form of a child."

"Professor Snape will definitely do his best to restore Mr. Agassi to his previous appearance."

Snape snorted at the right time, raised the cup beside him and took a sip of water.

Eccentric old bee.

If it were any other Slytherin, he didn't believe that this person would favor Slytherin like he favored Agassi.

"Here, I remind you again, please be cautious when taking potions of unknown effects."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Agas.

Since entering school, they have been taught that they should not touch or drink anything they do not understand or are not sure of its effects.

And this person is indeed a god.

Agas, who was sitting on a chair with several cushions under his butt to touch the table, was putting food into his mouth with his left and right hands.

He didn't believe that many people would believe such an excuse.

Then, he saw the group of Hufflepuffs looking at him with regretful eyes, curiosity and an eagerness to try.

Agas's hand holding the spoon was shaking.

?

Does anyone really believe it?

He suspected that Dumbledore's statement was just to make these naive children believe it. After all, Hufflepuff was the largest of the four houses.

It would be enough if just one Hufflepuff believed what he said.

Seeing Agas' calm demeanor, everyone was only curious for a moment and then continued to enjoy their breakfast.

At the Hufflepuff table, several little animals scratched their hair, moved their butts, and moved to Rolf's side.

"Rolf, is what Headmaster Dumbledore said true?"

"Is there really a magic potion that can make people smaller?"

Rolf blinked his eyes. Not being good at lying, he answered vaguely: "I, I don't know either."

"You get along well with that Slytherin, how come you don't know?"

"Then I'll ask him and tell you."

The animals nodded happily, took out some snacks from their pockets and placed them in front of Rolf before returning to their seats.

*

"Please pay attention, today we are going to learn how to turn small animals into goblets."

Professor McGonagall glanced at the students in the classroom, then walked to the podium and gently tapped the owl on it with her wand.

"Please note the spell I am using."

"One, two, three, Vera Verto."

In an instant, the owl transformed into a gorgeous silver goblet.

The Slytherins and Ravenclaws in the audience exclaimed.

Professor McGonagall stood in front of the podium and emphasized again with a serious look, "Everyone, please start your practice."

Then, he moved slowly around the classroom and began to instruct the students one by one.

Professor McGonagall nodded as she was instructing and observing the students.

Ravenclaw and Slytherin students attend classes together, and no strange situations will suddenly occur, and no students will shout in class.

Moreover, each class is extremely efficient. Generally, after class, half of the students can make some changes to what they have in their hands.

Apart from.

She walked beside Agas.

He frowned at the child.

Except, Agas.

Agas held tightly with his small hand Abu who refused to cooperate with him.

Then, he looked up and smiled at Professor McGonagall.

"I'm sorry, Agas, but I think you should find a new partner for Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall stared at the Phoenix Abu, who he couldn't even hold, and pushed the sliding frame.

"Sorry Professor McGonagall."

Agas made a bitter face, "Abu doesn't allow me to have other pets. She will threaten to set fire to any pet I keep."

Professor McGonagall thought of the domineering phoenix in Dumbledore's office and nodded in approval.

Then she tapped her wand to help Agas immobilize Abu, "Now, please try it."

Agas let go of Abu and picked up the wand without a core from the table with his little hands.

“Vera Verto.”

In an instant, Abu turned into a brown, round, poop-shaped thing.

Agas' eyes lit up!

Poop pinch!

He grabbed the toy and squeezed it with both hands, pulling it up and down and left and right.

Very relaxing.

"Professor McGonagall! I actually transformed!"

Agas, with a bit of pride, held up the poop squeeze and handed it to Professor McGonagall to see.

Professor McGonagall's chest was heaving violently and her face was gloomy.

"Please tell me, Mr. Grindelwald, if you are dissatisfied with me."

Agas was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"No."

"Puchi." Lineno, who was next to Agas, couldn't hold back any longer and laughed out loud.

As he started, high and low laughter rang out in the classroom.

"Vera Verto!" Professor McGonagall tapped the "poop squeeze" in Agast's hand and changed it back.

The transformed Abu pecked Agas angrily and flew away.

"Quiet!"

"Please continue practicing. Remember, when you transform, you should think of the shape of a goblet in your mind. Don't transform into something weird."

She especially emphasized the words "strange things".

After class, Agas watched Professor McGonagall leave angrily, holding his chin with both hands, and muttered, "She won't complain, will she?"

Rheino was tidying up the books on the table. He didn't look up, but nodded with certainty.

"She certainly will."