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

The first class for third-year Slytherins is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Agas got up early, which was a rare occasion. After having breakfast, he and Lineno chose to sit by the window in the last row of the classroom.

"Agas, why are you in such a hurry?" Lineno didn't understand why Agas was so anxious. Was it just to sit in the last row of the classroom?

"If you don't come early, you'll soon feel what it means to live a day like a year." Agas opened the window while the air was still fresh, and a cool breeze blew in.

Time passed little by little, and soon the classroom was full of people.

Quirrell walked into the classroom holding a copy of "The Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense" and stood in front of the podium.

After he entered the classroom, a strong smell of onions mixed with a strange smell of sweat attacked everyone, and the students in the front row subconsciously covered their mouths and noses.

"Hello everyone. Today we will turn to page 98." After saying that, he didn't wait for the students to open the book or introduce himself. He opened the book and started reading aloud from page 98.

Lee Jordan, who was sitting in the front row, glanced at Quirrell. A strong curiosity rose on his dark face. Lee raised his hand. Seeing Lee's hand raised, Quirrell stopped reciting his words and said, "Mr. Jordan, do you have any questions?"

"Professor, why are you wearing a turban around your head? You didn't have one last year."

After Li finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes to Qi Luo's head.

Quirrell nervously pressed his headscarf with his hands, then looked at the students below and said, "My headscarf is soaked in onion water. It can prevent vampires from seeking revenge on me."

Then, in the next class, everyone listened to the story of why Quirrell wore a turban and had a strange smell all over his body, with his stuttering voice.

"Do you believe it?" Lineno looked at Agas, who was listening with great interest with his chin supported.

"I don't believe it." Agas shook his head, "But it's interesting, isn't it?"

While watching the show, Agas carefully observed the turban on Quirrell's head. Agas' left eye lit up slightly, but at this moment, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

When Quirrell heard the bell ring, he breathed a sigh of relief, said "get out of class is over!", and left the classroom with the textbook.

"Agas!" Fred nudged Agas, who was looking at Quirrell's back, with his shoulder, "What are you looking at? Can't bear to taste Quirrell?"

He twitched his nose.

Agas touched his chin and said, "Aren't you curious about why Quirrell has a turban around his head?"

George patted Agas's shoulder, "What do you think?"

"Not yet."

Agas rubbed his left eye. Through the thick turban, he clearly saw the face of Quirrell who was resting with his eyes closed behind his head.

So ugly.

A good person turned into such a horrible person.

"Let's go and have dinner. We have a History of Magic class this afternoon."

Rheino stretched and looked at Agas.

Agas chuckled, "You guys go first, I have to go to Hagrid."

After saying that, Agas put his things into the ring and ran towards Hagrid's hut.

"Hagrid!" Agas knocked on Hagrid's wooden door, and it opened immediately.

"Agas, have you eaten?" Hagrid greeted Agas and handed a rock cake to Agas.

Agas took the rock cake and put it in his ring, "Hagrid, what do you want from me?"

"Oh, it's not a big deal, but I'm worried about Belita. He still hasn't come out of his shell."

His worried gaze rested on the egg with white patterns and a red glow on the ice bed.

Agas walked to the side of the ice bed, stretched out his hand and touched it, but the feeling was different from the previous feeling of frozen hands.

It feels soft and warm to the touch, which is amazing.

"Hagrid, be patient. I think when Belita is born again, she may give you a different feeling."

"Well, you feel the difference too, don't you?" Hagrid stroked his beard.

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Hagrid, are you there?"

A childish voice came from outside the door.

Hagrid's eyes lit up, and before he even reached the door, he responded impatiently, "Harry, is that you? I'm here! Just come in!"

Then, he turned to Agas and said, "Agas, let me introduce Harry to you."

Agas nodded.

Outside the door, Harry pushed the door open and came in with Ron by his side.

"Agas, why are you here?" Ron rubbed his eyes and looked at Agas.

"Hagrid sent for me."

"Yes, yes, Harry, let me introduce you, this is Agarth, the son of Headmaster Dumbledore."

Hagrid held Agas in his arms and patted his back "gently" with his big hand.

"Hello Harry, you have the same eyes as your mother."

Harry's eyes widened as he looked at the tall figure of Agarth standing beside Hagrid.

He looks very similar to Professor Dumbledore, especially his deep blue eyes.

"Agas, have you seen my mother?" Harry was a little shocked, but he felt something was wrong. Agas was only a few years older than him, how could he have seen his mother.

"Agarth is right, Harry, you do have the same eyes as Lily," Hagrid agreed subconsciously.

But the next second, Hagrid looked at Agas: "Agas, how could you have seen Lily?"

"Harry, perhaps you could try your luck in Professor Snape's office."

Agarth looked into Harry's eyes, left these words, and left Hagrid's hut.

Ron hid behind Harry until Agarth left and then came out from behind him.

"Huh! He's finally gone." Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ron, are you scared of Agas?"

Hagrid closed the wooden door. He was already used to Agas's sudden departure, but he found Ron's expression strange.

"Every time I look into Agas' eyes, I feel like he can see through me. And Agas' left eye is not blue, it's silver!"

Ron took the rock cake handed to him by Hagrid, put it in his mouth and took a bite, almost breaking his teeth.

Harry had been silent all this time, thinking about what Agassi had just said. Hagrid saw this, patted Harry on the shoulder and said:

"I think Agas just said that probably because when Lily was in school, Lily and Snape had the best relationship."

"That's why Agas asked you to go to Snape to find the answer."

Then, Hagrid hesitated: "Harry, but I don't recommend you look for Snape."