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

The corridor on the third floor of the school was instantly crowded with people after the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

After Agas walked out of the classroom, he could occasionally hear the discussions of several first-year Hufflepuffs.

"I heard that Harry Potter couldn't answer a single question in his Potions class today."

"Yes! And he actually refuted Snape!"

"But why did Snape target Harry Potter so much? I heard that when a girl raised her hand, he didn't ask her but only asked Harry Potter."

A girl who obviously had a kind heart asked loudly.

Agas nodded secretly. That's right! Even though someone raised their hand to answer the question, he didn't ask any questions.

It was so obvious that Snape was targeting one person.

Agas shook his head and walked towards the principal's office.

Albus asked Fawkes to deliver a message to him early this morning, but he didn't know what it was about.

But unfortunately, Agas hadn't walked far before he heard a timid voice calling him.

"Mr. Grindelwald."

Chilo, wearing a turban and smelling of garlic and onions, stood behind Agas and looked into his eyes.

Agas was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. He looked at Quirrell and asked, "Professor Quirrell, is there something wrong?"

"I looked at your report card, to thank you for the gift you gave me before." He stuttered, trying to finish his words.

"I, I can give you some extra lessons."

At the end, Quirrell finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was as if everything he said at this moment was said under the coercion of others.

Agas narrowed his eyes slightly.

Did the parasite recognize me?

Do you know that you are the one who almost dismembered him?

Isn't that a bit dangerous?

Agas touched his chin with his right hand, then smiled and said to Quirrell, "Of course, thank you, Professor."

Quirrell pulled the corner of his mouth, then folded his hands together and twisted them, "Let's go, let's go."

Agas followed him and said as he walked, "Professor, Reinno's grades are also very bad. Can he also take extra classes with us?"

Qi Luo's back froze, but the next second, his voice softened with a smooth tone: "Of course."

Lineno, who was behind Agas, scratched his head and looked at the gestures Agas made behind his back.

Agas was seen clenching his fists behind his back, with one finger extended and shaking from side to side.

Does this mean that you can let yourself go, or not?

Agas saw that he had been making gestures for so long, but there was no response from Leinuo. He could only turn around and say to Leinuo: "Leinuo, are you okay later?"

"The professor is giving us extra lessons. Do you want to go?"

Quirrell also turned around and looked at the two people who were making eye contact, "Mr. Oakles, do you have something to do? Don't you want to go?"

Reinno blinked, fixed his eyes on Agas, and finally nodded with certainty: "Yes, something happened."

"That's a pity. How about we come next time?" Quirrell smiled, looking very strange.

This appearance, coupled with the aura around him that is extremely different from the one just now, is really full of loopholes.

"Well, Mr. Grindelwald, let us go."

Agas smiled and nodded. Along the way, he asked some questions that pricked the parasitic monster's heart from time to time, which made Quirrell, who was originally in high spirits, turn his face into a dark one and walked back to his office.

As soon as he entered Chilo's office, Agas smelled a strong smell of garlic and onion.

But beneath this smell, there is also a strong smell of rotting corpses.

Agas frowned. He had thought that the parasite would cause Quirrell's body to have an rejection reaction, but he didn't expect that the smell could not be suppressed even by spicy food.

Moreover, judging from the current taste, it would take a long time for Quirrell to be parasitized.

Before Quirrell spoke, Agas looked around the office.

In the spacious office, there were not many things belonging to Quirrell, and it was obvious that Quirrell seemed a little poor recently.

This simple furnishing and the tattered suitcase would make Sniff shake his head when he came.

"Don't mind. I spent almost all the money I saved over the past few years while traveling."

Quirrell noticed Agas's gaze and said, "Mr. Grindelwald, I have always been curious about your relationship with that Mr. Grindelwald."

He asked the question suddenly, and his eyes flashed red as he looked at Agas.

Argas thought he would ask himself why Dumbledore looked so much like him.

"I am Grindelwald's child." Agarth tilted his head and chose a clean chair to sit down.

After hearing what Agas said, Quirrell bent his upright body, his face turned pale, and he said in a slow tone:

"So that's it."

Agas obviously saw that Quirrell had become a different person in front of him, and curled his lips in boredom.

Not interesting.

The parasite's Legilimency is not as good as Gellert's.

If it were Gellert, he would soon be able to see what was going on in his head.

Then, Agas was too lazy to deal with Zhen Qiluo in front of him, so he made up an excuse and said:

"Professor, I just suddenly remembered that Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to go to his office. It seems that I can only come to you next time."

Qi Luo also wanted the person in front of him to leave quickly: "Then you go first."

After Agas left, Quirrell clearly heard his master roaring angrily: "Grindelwald! I will kill him!"

"I'm going to dig out his eyes and eat them!"

Voldemort hated Agarth's face that was extremely similar to Dumbledore's, especially his blue eyes, which were as annoying as Dumbledore's.

"Master, Master." Quirrell covered his head. Voldemort's excitement made his body feel painful.

"Idiot!" the voice behind his head rasped. "Find a chance to make Grindelwald bleed, but don't kill him. I'm going to kill him myself."

"Master, no, Dumbledore will definitely find out."

“Then he won’t find out!” Voldemort shouted. “Don’t tell me you can’t do even that?”

"No, I can do it, please believe me, Master."

Quirrell stood up straight immediately, "I'll find a chance."

"Find the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible. As long as I have the Philosopher's Stone, I will be able to recover. Then, I can give you whatever you want."

When Quirrell heard him say this, fanaticism rose in his eyes. He said devoutly: "Thank you, Master. I will definitely find the Philosopher's Stone for you."