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

"Gryffindor!"

The Sorting Hat loudly announced Harry Potter's sorting result, and the hall suddenly became noisy.

"We have Potter!"

"We have Potter!"

George and Fred stood up and clapped wildly, shouting to the Slytherins next door.

At the long table of Slytherin among the four colleges, except for the conspicuous Bao Agas, who was smiling and applauding as if he was happy for Harry Potter, the other Slytherins had gloomy faces and remained silent.

"Idiot!" Malfoy scolded Crabbe, who was clapping beside him because he saw Agassi clapping, "What are you clapping for!"

Agas slowly withdrew his hand, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Malfoy, as if to say: Are you looking for trouble?

And Rheino, who was sitting next to Agas, also set his sights on Malfoy.

"Attention!" Dumbledore looked at everyone, "There are some small changes in our professors this year. Let us welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Mr. Quirinus Quirrell, and our Muggle Studies professor, Ms. Charity Burbage."

He spread his palm and pointed to the teacher's seat. Only then did Agas notice Quirrell, whom he had met once.

The last time they met, Quirrell was still a handsome man. But this time, he had circles of cloth strips on his head and a pale face, which said: There is something wrong with me, there is something wrong with me!

Similarly, Harry, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, also saw Quirrell, but when he looked at Quirrell, he saw Professor Snape, who was standing next to Quirrell and was wearing a black robe and staring at him.

"Percy, who's next to Professor Quirrell?" He looked at Percy who was sitting next to him.

"That's the Potions Master and Head of Slytherin House," Percy explained.

After Dumbledore finished his introduction at the teacher's table, plates of exquisite food appeared on the neat table.

Harry saw Dumbledore holding a drink and looking at him, and he smiled shyly at Dumbledore.

On the plate in front of Agas, there was a huge roasted suckling pig. Agas became instantly excited and didn't bother to look at the parasitized Quirrell or Snape who was staring at his rival's child. He rubbed the skin of the roasted suckling pig lightly with his knife and fork, and a crispy sound was heard.

Kaka really understands me! Agas sighed, and as usual, he finished the bowl of soup beside him, and then started to eat the roast suckling pig in front of him.

The Slytherins had gotten so used to the specialness of Agas' food that they couldn't get used to it anymore, except for the group of freshmen who were staring at Agas in a daze.

"Draco, those look delicious." Goyle swallowed, his eyes fixed on the food in front of Agast that was different from his own.

"Don't even think about it. This is made by his own house elves. If you want to eat it, you can ask the elves to learn."

The second grader forked a piece of steak into his mouth, "It's just that his servants have the same personality as him."

In the noisy environment, everyone introduced themselves while eating food. The lively atmosphere lasted until the dessert on the table slowly disappeared. Then the table that was originally filled with food and tableware became clean and tidy.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Professor McGonagall tapped the cup in front of her gently. Everyone in the auditorium quieted down and looked towards the teachers' seats.

Dumbledore stood up and his voice echoed throughout the Great Hall, "I believe everyone has eaten their fill!"

"Let us welcome everyone back to school again, and here I want to remind everyone."

"First of all, please note that first-year students are not allowed to enter the woods on campus. Secondly, the administrator Mr. Filch also asked me to remind everyone not to use magic in the corridors during class breaks."

At this point, Dumbledore looked particularly, focusedly, and deliberately at a certain corner of Gryffindor and a certain corner of Slytherin.

Harry noticed a man who looked very similar to Dumbledore at the Slytherin table. He pointed in the direction of Argas and said, "Percy, that's Dumbledore's child. Is that the Argas you were talking about?"

"Yes." Percy nodded, and then thought of the similarities between Agas and his two younger brothers, both of whom were naughty, and added, "But his personality is a little different from the principal's. He, um, is a little naughty."

"Percy, this is the first time I've heard you lie." Ron said incoherently, holding the chicken legs in both hands and chewing the meat in his mouth.

"I didn't," Percy protested.

"Agas is not just a little naughty, he is very naughty."

Percy fell silent for a rare moment after hearing what Ron said.

He thought of the giant tree in his back garden and the wooden house with its strange function.

While they were discussing, they heard Dumbledore mention the third point of attention.

"Third, the review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Students who want to join the college team should contact Madam Hooch.

Finally, I must tell everyone that anyone who does not want to encounter an accident and a painful death, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. "

After Dumbledore finished explaining all the precautions in one breath, he led everyone to stand up: "Before returning to the dormitory, let's sing the school song together."

Everyone then stood up and sang in their own tunes and music.

After the school song, the prefects of each college led the freshmen to familiarize themselves with the route back to the college. This year, the prefect of Slytherin was Marcus Flint.

Marcus led the freshmen to the outside of the Slytherin common room and read the password to a wall: "Strength."

"The password for the Slytherin Common Room changes every two weeks. Every time it changes, a new password will be posted on the notice board. Only those who read the password correctly can enter the common room."

Marcus looked at the freshmen, thought for a moment and said, "Also, don't blame me for not reminding you, keep silent about anything involving Agarth Albus Grindelwald."

This is the last advice that Marcus, as the class leader, can give to this group of first-year students. After all, it is not a good thing to have a few people dropping out every academic year.

Not to mention that Slytherin has fewer students than other houses.

None of the Slytherin freshmen were stupid. They looked at each other, didn't ask why, just nodded, and followed Marcus into the common room.

After the stone wall closed, two figures walked out from the corner.

"Agas, it seems they are all scared of you." Lineno said to Agas who was walking in front of him.

Agas's eyes turned cold, "A dog that bites never barks."