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

Agas clenched his hands, "A celestial body that can bring both change and darkness."

"A star that has the meaning of destruction, rebirth and death."

But Agas didn't think there was anything special about this.

The attitude of the horse people makes people feel very strange.

Agas shook his head to clear his mind, then looked at Belita who was reluctant to leave.

"Belita, there is a difference between wizards and you. You should stay away from wizards and live your own life."

Agas ended his advice here. He handed Belita a long stick and said, "This is a door key. It leads to an island where you can live well with Brewster."

Belitta glanced at Brewster, who was resting and had no idea what was going on. He thought about it and accepted the long stick.

"Brewster has no bad intentions, he just doesn't grow up."

"You probably don't know, but he is the last dragon of his tribe. He was rescued by Wenda Rosier. Gellert used a little trick to make Brewster think that he had sneaked out of the tribe and now he can't find the tribe."

Agas leaned close to Belita's ear and whispered the secret.

Belitta hovered in the air, guarding Brewster as he rested.

Like Brewster, he is the last dragon of the pack.

After the first Triwizard Tournament, the tense atmosphere on the Hogwarts campus gradually dissipated.

The exchanges between students in the three schools gradually increased.

This year's Christmas at school was particularly lively. Perhaps because students from other schools participated, many students chose to stay in school for Christmas.

Many of the students here are from pure-blood families.

When Harry and Hermione walked into the hall, they found that the long table belonging to Slytherin was full of people.

In previous Christmases, these Slytherins were not willing to stay in school.

They would rather go back home and have a fulfilling holiday.

Of course, it can also be said to be a fulfilling banquet full of benefits.

"Harry, what happened?" Hermione winked at Harry.

"I don't know. Maybe Agas knows something."

Harry looked at Agas, who was also eating.

"Aren't those guys the most annoying in school?"

"Maybe, there is something."

Harry muttered.

At the Slytherin table, several fourth and fifth graders were exchanging glances with each other.

Finally, one of them, a short boy with short black hair, walked up to Agas.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I wonder if you could have a word with me after dinner."

Agas knew who the boy in front of him was.

A rare neutral pure blood in Slytherin.

Jacques Selwyn.

The children gathered around him came from families that had remained neutral during the confrontation between Voldemort and Dumbledore.

"Of course, Mr. Selwyn."

"You know me?"

Jacques raised his eyes and looked at Agas with a strange look.

Agas nodded. "First in the fifth grade, it's hard for me not to know."

Jacques' face was filled with ecstasy. He suppressed his joy and bowed respectfully to Agas: "Mr. Grindelwald, please."

Agas and Reinno followed him out of the auditorium and came to a painting of a lake on the second floor.

Jacques stretched out his finger and gently tapped a whirlpool in the middle of the lake. The scene in front of him changed, and a downward staircase slowly appeared in the center of the lake.

Jacques had a smile on his face, "It's a secret room that our ancestors told us about. At least the conversations in that secret room won't be heard by anyone."

He stepped onto the stairs first and walked down them.

These purebloods are really rich in background.

Although Agas knew all this long ago, after he entered the secret room, he realized that his guess was too little.

This secret room seemed to be opened several meters underground in the castle.

The three of them walked down for a long time, and after pushing open the door of the secret room, they discovered that the secret room was incredibly large.

On the left side of the secret room is a bookshelf that rotates continuously, in the middle there are several long tables, and on the right side there are several rooms.

"Selwyn, Travers, the head of the Yaxley family, discovered and decorated this secret room."

Jacques pointed to the books on the left side of the secret room and said, "Many books that cannot be kept at home, or that our ancestors found precious, are placed here."

"Mr. Grindelwald, I wonder if you can see our sincerity."

Jacques looked at Agas, who was observing all this carefully.

Agas nodded, walked to the resting place, pulled out a chair and sat down: "I am a person who values ​​friends very much."

"Of course, I also hope to feel that my friends value me."

"Jacques, why don't you tell me what you want?"

Rheino stood behind Agas and did not sit down.

"You must know why so many purebloods don't return home."

Jacques gave a wry smile.

"Some of those purebloods stayed in the school willingly to help that person."

"Some are afraid of that person and are ordered by their family not to leave the school."

"There is no safer place in Britain than Hogwarts."

After hearing what he said, Agas was silent for a while.

He didn't know what he was thinking about, and the expression on his face was a little stiff.

Is there any place in Britain more dangerous than Hogwarts?

Why do these guys think Hogwarts is safer?

"Your family is seeking my help?" Agas looked at Jacques Selwyn, and at Mela Yaxley and Angie Travers who walked out of the room after he finished speaking.

"That man is too crazy." Meira's expression was filled with fear.

After school started, their family had suffered several waves of attacks from Death Eaters. If it weren't for the family's protective magic, they might not have lived to see Agarth.

"Mr. Grindelwald, we are not choosing Dumbledore."

Angie looked at Agas.

"A pureblood would not choose a Gryffindor to follow."

"The three of us noticed you when we were in first grade."

"It's just that we can't get your attention."

"Why do you think so?" Agas interrupted them.

"Jacques' Transfiguration is very good, Angie's Potions is something that Professor Snape admires, and Meera's Herbology is so good that even Hufflepuff students can't compare to you."

"Grindelwald, any friend who joins us is welcome."

"Liannuo, are you right?" Agas stood up, walked to their side, patted their shoulders, and looked at Liannuo.

"of course."