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

"By the way, Agas, are you coming to our house for Christmas this year?"

Fred squatted down slightly and spoke to Agas, who was sitting with a box under his feet.

"Don't go."

Agas patted the dirt in his hands.

"Alright kids, the next thing we need to do is repot the mandrake."

"Please put on your earmuffs. You should know that the scream of the mandrake will make you faint."

Professor Sprout emphasized loudly, and then after seeing that all the students had put on their earmuffs obediently, he used his right hand to pull the mandrake out of the pot.

The pulled-out mandrake had an ugly baby face growing at its root, it opened its mouth and cried loudly.

The sound was so harsh that even with earmuffs on, it was still very piercing.

Then, Professor Sprout quickly moved it to another basin.

Use both hands to dig the soil and cover its roots tightly.

Then he raised his hand, signaling the students to take off their earmuffs.

"Why not?" Fred took off his earmuffs.

But Agas didn't take it off.

He reached out and plucked two leaves from the pot of mandrake in front of him.

Then, he looked at the pot in front of Fred, with its lush branches and leaves, and subconsciously plucked a handful.

Put them all into the newly made ring.

Since my most precious ring and wooden ring were destroyed last time, this ring on my hand is a new one.

What a pity, it can only be used to store things.

"Why not?" Fred asked again.

Argas took off his earmuffs, "Fred, I'm spending the holidays with Albus and Gellert this year."

"Well, it's good to spend the holidays with family."

Fred nodded, and then the next second, he raised his voice:

"Who are you talking about!!!"

"Who are you talking about??!!"

"Mr. Weasley, is there something wrong?"

Professor Sprout, attracted by the sound, walked up to him and asked with his head tilted.

Then, the next second, he was attracted by the pot of mandrake in front of Fred, whose leaves had been pulled bare.

Professor Sprout hurriedly picked up the pot of mandrake with drooping leaves.

With a distressed look on his face, he said, "Mr. Weasley, please tell me, what did you do with this pot of mandrake?"

Fred looked down.

The pot of mandrake in front of me, which was lush and green just now, has now changed.

"I don't know about this, Professor."

he explained.

However, Professor Sprout, who was already very protective of these herbs, became even angrier after hearing his explanation.

"I hope you won't lie, sir."

"Professor, I really don't know. I was just talking to Agas, right Agas?"

Then, Fred pointed to the spot next to him.

But he didn't wait for Agas's answer.

But Sprout became even angrier.

Because next to Fred, there was no Agas at all.

But it was George with an innocent look on his face.

Looking at Agas again, he was holding his flower pot, standing opposite Fred, raised his head and asked: "Fred, you called me, what's the matter?"

"You!" Fred pointed at him, then looked at the angry face of the usually kind professor.

Then he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, professor."

However, even though he was very angry, Sprout only punished Fred by making him clean the greenhouse after class, and did not deduct any points from the school.

After class, Agas actively helped Fred clean the classroom.

"Agas, you've caused me so much trouble." Fred looked at him sadly.

Agas held up his wand and used it to clean up the classroom. Then he said, "I just thought that the leaves of the mandrake would be useful, so I took some more. Who knew that you would be so loud and attract the professor."

"By the way, what you just meant is that Professor Dumbledore and, and..."

Fred began to hesitate when he said this.

"With Grindelwald," Agarth continued.

"Agarth, Mr. Grindelwald, does he really dislike Muggles as rumored?"

George asked, holding his chin while sitting in his seat.

"I do not know."

Agas put away his wand and sat down beside him.

"How could you not know? You have the same last name as him."

"In fact, I have always felt that we wizards are like mice, hiding and trying not to let Muggles find us."

"Besides, not all Muggle things are useless."

Fred thought of his father's Ford car at home.

Without using any magic, the Muggles were able to make something that was made up of several parts work.

How amazing!

The wizards' means of transportation, Floo powder, portkeys, and Apparition, although they can quickly get from one place to another distant place, cannot allow people to enjoy the scenery along the way like a car can.

"So, you agree with Grindelwald's ideas?"

"Want wizards to stand above Muggles?"

Agas never expected that Fred would be the first person around him to agree.

"No, no, no, Agas." Fred shook his head.

"I just hope that wizards can live a little more freely one day, but they don't have to rule over Muggles."

"Dad has a lot of Muggle stuff hidden at home. He always says that Muggles are a race with great wisdom, and wizards just have more magic than Muggles."

George hugged the worried Fred, "Fred, this is not like you."

"I'm just asking." Fred pushed his brother's hand away.

"Agas, have you not watched our Quidditch game yet?"

"No."

Agas was very honest. He didn't even go to watch the game of his own house, let alone the Gryffindor game.

"Then you should come to watch the next game, right?"

George said, and held down Agas who was trying to escape.

"Remember to cheer us on. Fred and I will be very disappointed if you don't come."

Agas narrowed his eyes and looked at George with ill intentions but a smile on his face.

Suddenly asked: "Isn't your next opponent Slytherin?"

"Bingo!"

The two brothers snapped their fingers.

"You want me, a Slytherin, to cheer for you Gryffindors?"

Agas pointed at his nose in disbelief.

"Come on Agas, apart from the fact that you live in Slytherin and wear Slytherin robes, what on earth are you like a Slytherin?"

"Linno looks more like him than you do."

"By the way, why isn't Leinno here for today's herbology class?"

The two brothers then realized that Reino, who had been following Agas, did not come to class.

Agas blinked and said, "He applied to Professor Snape to participate in Quidditch training, and Professor Snape agreed."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" The two brothers hugged their books and hurried back to the college to report the news.

You know, Charlie regards Leino as a big enemy!