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

Chapter 229 8 nonsense

This was three days after the three warriors were interviewed by Rita Skeeter.

Everyone in the auditorium was enjoying their morning breakfast. Agas finally finished the food in front of him just before the owl delivered the message.

A large army of owls flew in from the skylight, some holding packages and some holding letters.

It flew over the recipient and delivered the item in its claws.

After delivering the letters, some of the owls will fly back to the owl house, while others will stay with their owners and eat the leftover food on the table.

Just as Rheino was stroking his owl, he heard Hermione's voice coming from the Gryffindor table behind him.

"This is absolute nonsense!"

Hermione slammed the Daily Prophet on the table.

"How could they say that about Harry!"

Then, Hermione looked at Harry, who was sitting opposite her and remained silent after reading the newspaper.

"Harry, they don't know you."

Hermione stammered, "I mean, we all know that you're not at all what the newspapers say you are."

Harry let go of the newspaper and he and Hermione looked at each other.

"Hermione, people outside don't know what kind of person I am. Even my good friends think that I used some tricks to get myself chosen as a warrior."

After saying that, Harry left his seat and slowly walked out of the castle.

Harry's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but just loud enough for Hermione and Ron to hear clearly.

"Hermione." Ron poked Hermione's arm, but Hermione dodged it.

"Don't bother me. I'm going to write a letter to complain about whoever wrote this newspaper."

Hermione took out a pen and paper from her bag, angrily wrote a letter of complaint, and then gave the letter to Hathaway who was eating next to her.

"Hathaway, please help me deliver the letter to the Daily Prophet. I can't bear to see them slander Harry like this."

Hathaway left with her letter in her mouth.

"Honestly, Ron." George clapped his hands, "I don't think Harry can cross the age limit set by Dumbledore."

“Think about our beards.”

Fred stood up and looked his brother in the eye. "Ron, use your little brain."

After eating and drinking, the two walked to Agas and Rheino, "Let's go, the first class is Snape's class."

Agas curled his lips: "Snape allowed me not to go to class."

"Why!"

The three people asked in confusion.

No one had ever had the honor of being in Snape's class.

Yes, honor.

For them, the greatest honor is to get Snape to agree to let you skip class.

Only, Agas's face was black.

And why.

Since Nirvana, Agas's magic wand has not been very obedient to him.

It's the wand without a core.

Without listening to Agas, Agas will not be able to control the wand.

In Snape's office, after exploding the cauldron three times, he was kicked out by Snape and was asked not to enter his Potions class.

Until he can find the problem and control his magic.

But will Agas tell them the reason?

Definitely not.

"Perhaps, Professor Snape thought that my Potions grades were excellent and believed that I would be able to learn well even without attending classes."

Agas puffed out his chest and said proudly.

"Oh?"

"Yeah."

The silky velvet sound rang in Agas's ears.

Snape, who was supposed to sit in the teacher's seat, stood up from the seat four or five people away from Agast.

He sneered, his eyes expressionless as he said, "I didn't know that Mr. Grindelwald knew me so well."

Agas' eyes widened and he pointed at Snape: "Professor, why aren't you eating at the teacher's table?"

He pointed toward the teachers' seats.

I saw a group of people from the Ministry of Magic and some pure-blood shareholders of the school sitting in the teachers' seats, toasting with Dumbledore.

"My office. There are some herbs that have not been sorted yet."

Snape stared at Agarth, his lips moving slightly.

"You know what to do."

"Of course, I am the professor's most attentive assistant."

Agas thought about the various flavors of potions he had tried during this period and restrained his temper. After all, you can't expect a person who is stubborn to say nice things.

Snape's attitude softened a little, and he said to the people who were still eating slowly at the long table: "Anyone who doesn't enter the classroom before I enter will be considered late."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and strode away.

"boom!"

This is the sound of a chair being pushed away.

There were a few Slytherins mixed in with a group of running Gryffindors.

No one wants to be deducted points.

Of course, the most important thing was that he didn't want to accept punishment from Snape.

Agas wiped his mouth leisurely, patted Abu on the shoulder, and looked at the three people who were still standing in a daze in front of him.

"You guys aren't going yet?"

"According to Snape's speed, he will be in class soon."

"Hurry up!" Fred shouted and ran first.

Reinno and George reacted and ran over, turning back to give Agas the middle finger as they ran.

Agarth shook his head and ran out to look for Harry before going to Snape's office.

He wanted to borrow the Marauder's Map from Harry.

After George and Fred found out that the makers of the Marauder's Map were Lupin and Sirius, they returned the Marauder's Map to them, and they gave it to Harry.

Agas walked along the Black Lake and saw Harry sitting next to it.

He walked over and sat next to Harry.

"Harry, don't you have classes later?"

Harry shook his head.

"Agas, who do you think will put my name into the Goblet of Fire?"

"Sirius and I both guessed it was the Dark Lord."

He played with the stone in his hand and was about to throw it into the Black Lake, but was stopped by Agas.

The last person who threw the stone, Inno, still doesn’t dare to go near the Black Lake.

Because every time the octopus sees Reinno, it throws something at him.

"I think so."

It is true that Voldemort's men put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire.

"You believe it, why wouldn't Ron believe me."