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

Agas looked at Snape's departing back with confusion in his eyes.

Doesn't this person care about Harry?

So why, he still didn't like his own explanation?

"As long as Harry Potter doesn't die, everything will be fine." Agas lowered his head and murmured softly.

"Others, what do you care about?"

Agas shook his head, not understanding.

Then he called softly, "Abu."

Abu, who had just sent Harry to the infirmary, appeared in front of Agas, and she obviously noticed Agas's depressed mood.

She flew to Agas's shoulder and rubbed her head gently against his cheek.

"Come on, take me back to the dormitory. I found something good this time. Let's study it."

Agas rubbed Abu's little head.

The man and the phoenix disappeared in the abandoned classroom.

On the other side, Dumbledore grabbed Grindelwald by the collar and returned to the headmaster's office.

He waved his wand, and the black cloth on the ground rose again, blocking the curious gazes of the portraits.

For the first time, Dumbledore felt the usefulness of this black cloth.

"Gellert!" Dumbledore released his hand and pushed Grindelwald onto the sofa.

Grindelwald lay down on the sofa, and he used his hands to support his body.

"I'm here, Al." Grindelwald simply lay down on the sofa, supported his head with his hands, and looked at Dumbledore.

"Why!" Dumbledore sat on the single sofa next to him.

"Since you are going to destroy the Horcrux, why do you have to hide it from me?"

Grindelwald shook his head.

"If it was any other Horcrux, I would have told you."

"Except the ring."

"The ring you wore on your hand when you fell from the tower."

After listening to his explanation, Dumbledore's face brightened slightly, "Agarth..."

"The kid is fine." Grindelwald interrupted him.

"It just turned into a featherless bird. Didn't you see it?"

"Albus, I won't let you."

Grindelwald stood up, approached Dumbledore, and took his hand.

"And Agas was injured."

Dumbledore did not withdraw his hand; instead, he covered it with his other hand.

The two didn't speak, and a faint emotion flowed in their eyes.

After the figure's position changed, Grindelwald rested his chin on Dumbledore's hairline, holding the person in his arms with both hands, his heart filled with surging emotions.

*

In a blink of an eye, Agas's third year life passed by as he occasionally skipped classes and watched Malfoy from his own college bully Harry and his three companions.

At the school's end-of-year banquet, Dumbledore tapped the table lightly.

Seeing the noisy auditorium gradually quiet down, he pushed the frame of his glasses on his face in a pretentious manner.

“I wish everyone a good result.”

As soon as he opened his mouth, some students from the four colleges in the audience laughed, while some students who knew they did not do well in the exam looked gloomy.

"However, before you leave the school, I have something else to announce. It is time to present the House Cup."

"The scores of each house are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff, 352 points; second place, Ravenclaw, 426 points; first place, Slytherin, 472 points."

After he finished speaking, the Slytherins began to cheer, but the Gryffindor students all looked sad.

"Ravenclaw, why don't you try harder? Just a few more points and you'll be able to get first place."

Agas, who was sitting at the long table, heard Fred's mumbling and took a bite of the food in his hand.

I was thinking to myself, this is not just a few points, but several tens of points.

Then he looked at the happy Slytherins and shook his head, thinking it was too early to be happy.

Although he is in Slytherin, Albus wants to portray Harry as a savior and will not change his mind easily, so the house cup should change hands this year.

"Yes, that's right. Slytherin is really great." Dumbledore nodded in the direction of the Slytherin table, then raised his finger and said:

"But a recent incident also needs to be taken into consideration."

"I still have a few final points to award. Miss Hermione Granger, for using your talents to save others, fifty points are awarded."

"The second award goes to Mr. Ron Weasley, who has demonstrated his superb chess skills to us. The award is fifty points."

Percy in the audience heard this and clapped and shouted, "It's my brother!"

"The third one will be awarded to Harry Potter for his courage. I will give Gryffindor sixty points."

Students from several colleges, except for Slytherin, had gloomy faces, while other students were clapping excitedly.

At this time, Gryffindor's house points were equal to Slytherin's.

"As for the last item, it takes courage to stick to your principles against your enemies and to fight hard. It takes even more courage to stick to your principles against your friends. I give a ten-point reward to Neville Longbottom."

Dumbledore winked in Gryffindor's direction and said, "If my calculations are correct, perhaps the decoration here needs to be changed."

As he spoke, he clapped softly, and the green flag of Slytherin that was originally hung above the hall turned into the red flag of Gryffindor.

"Gryffindor won the House Cup."

Below the stage, everyone cheered and shouted.

The Gryffindors crowded around the four children who had received extra points and shouted loudly.

This broke the streak of Slytherin winning the house cup.

Agarth sat in his seat and continued to eat his food, as if Slytherin's failure to win the house cup had nothing to do with him.

The Slytherins at the long table fell silent. Everyone looked at the senior students, and the senior students looked at Dean Snape sitting in the teacher's seat.

But unfortunately, they couldn't see any other emotions on their dean's face.

"That's not fair at all," said Pansy Parkinson.

Her voice was still very clear in the quiet long table.

Malfoy took off his house hat and threw it on the table.

Rheino wiped his mouth and said, "I rarely hear the word fairness from a pure-blood."

This was the first time that Rhinno spoke at the Slytherin table. Everyone knew him only as a follower who was very good at Quidditch.

In Quidditch matches, Rheino made other houses tremble in fear with his brutal hitting.

“If you have any opinions, you can raise them.”

Rheino raised his hand and pointed to the teacher's seat: "Principal Dumbledore, I have a question."

"I saved Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, no extra points?"