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

When Agas woke up again, he had missed dinner. Night had fallen and the entire castle was shrouded in the deep blue starry sky.

"Time reappears." Agas waved his right hand towards the air.

"19:18."

Damn it. Bastard Grindelwald. Agas thought so in his heart, and cursed at the same time.

"Although I know you really want to duel with Gellert now, there's no need to curse out loud, right?" Wenda leaned on the soft chair beside Agas' bed, crossed his legs, flipped through the Daily Prophet in his hand, and handed over a bottle of potion.

"Aunt Wenda!" Agas looked at Wenda in surprise, took the potion and shook it under his nose.

"What medicine is this time?"

"Hair growth potion, if you don't want to turn into Rapunzel then..." Before Wenda could finish his words, he saw Agas unscrew the cork and pour the medicine into his mouth.

"Hmm..." Just two sips will be enough, actually.

"Just what?" Agas held up his wildly growing hair with both hands, blinked his big blue eyes resentfully, and looked at Wenda motionlessly.

"..." Wenda sometimes wondered if Agas had only inherited Aberforth Dumbledore's recklessness and impulsiveness, and had not inherited the shrewdness and foresight from Gellert and Albus Dumbledore at all.

"Believe me, Agas, you look more pleasing now than with short hair." Wenda said, raised his eyebrows, raised the magic wand in his right hand and began to trim Agas.

"Okay, take a look, doesn't it look better this way?" Wenda held up a water mirror and stood in front of Agas.

In the mirror, a child with blue eyes, chubby cheeks, and shoulder-length red hair appeared. The child in the mirror frowned in pretend anger, grinned happily, or raised his right hand to make a "yeah" sign, muttering, "I'm so damn good-looking."

"Okay, get up quickly." Wenda reached out and pulled Agas up, then motioned him to look at the box on the desk in the room.

"Go and open the present Gellert gave you this year."

Agas walked quickly to the table and sat down, looking at the long box decorated with dark blue wrapping paper in front of him, with a very personal note next to it.

"Bless my child."

"This is the wand that Gellert took from Abu on the day she showed up. He used the feather as the core of the wand and added elderberry to it. He asked Gregorovitch to make it for him."

Agas looked at the dark brown, almost black magic wand in the box, touched the wand, and took it out of the box.

"Fluorescent flash!" A bright bean-sized light emerged from the tip of the stick.

"Wenda! This is the best gift I have ever received. There is no wand that suits me better than this one." The wand in Agas' hand seemed to be able to feel the owner's excitement and shook its body as well.

"Abu! Abu!" As Agas was calling Abu, a red light suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and a red-feathered bird with intense flames flashed out.

"Chirp!" The red-feathered bird spread its wings, flew over Wenda and landed on Agas' shoulder.

"Abu! Look! Your tail feathers are so full of life!" Agas slightly bent his index finger and rubbed Abu's head.

"Chirp!" Abu tilted his head, looked at the magic wand in Agas' hand with his eyes as big as rice grains, and then moved close to Agas' face and rubbed it affectionately again and again.

"Hahahahahahahaha, okay okay, I'll ask Kaka to make you some snacks later!"

"It's time to eat, my little master." Wenda raised his eyebrows, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and motioned Agas to go downstairs to eat.

"Wenda, has Gellert had his meal?" Agas asked as he trotted towards the dining room.

"If Gellert has already eaten, can I apply not to eat potatoes? I can eat..." The excited Agas saw Grindelwald already sitting at the head seat at the dining table, and his high-pitched tone gradually dropped until it became silent.

"Agas, I'm really sorry. Our dinner is grilled steak with sauerkraut and potatoes." Grindelwald said slowly, picking up a piece of potato with a fork.

Yes, that's right, Grindelwald actually knew that Agast didn't like German food, but what Agast didn't like, Grindelwald liked very much.

Who can blame poor Kaka for having to listen to his greatest master?

Grindelwald ate even more happily when he saw that Agarth had grown hair.

Wenda, who was following Agas closely, glanced at the dinner on the table, then looked at Agas's sad expression, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Gellert, there should be Chinese noodles tonight. After all, today is Agas' birthday, right?"

Agas heard it, raised his drooping head, and looked at Grindelwald with wide eyes in surprise.

"Really? Really? Is it the Chinese longevity noodles? In my previous life, when I was eighteen years old, no one remembered to feed me noodles! Do I really have noodles to eat?" As Agas' voice became louder, the items on the table suddenly rose into the air uncontrollably.

"Yes, Agas, don't be impulsive, calm down." Wenda watched the scene nervously, stretched out his right hand and slowly touched Agas's head.

"Agas, I taught you that you must learn to control your emotions and not let them dominate you." Grindelwald also put down his dining knife and stared at Agas with eagle-like eyes.

"Hehe." Agas touched his head embarrassedly, looked at the objects rising around him, and slowly calmed down.

This is the power that comes from blood. Since the blood of Grindelwald and Dumbledore is too strong and grows very fast in Agast's body, once Agast cannot control his emotions, it is easy to cause a magical riot.

Moreover, since the blood symbol of the Dumbledore family, the Phoenix Abu, appeared when Agas was six years old, Dumbledore's blood became too strong in Agas' body, suppressing the blood inheritance power of Grindelwald and destroying the balance of the two bloodlines in the body.

In fact, to put it simply, if Agas was born normally from a mother's womb, he should be a little wizard with extremely powerful innate magical powers.

However, Agas was not conceived by a mother and lacked the mother's nourishment. Instead, he was born from the artificial breeding technology of Muggles, the blood of both parents, and the eggs of magical animals. His body is inherently lacking in the ability to self-regulate and can only be forcibly regulated by consciousness.

Grindelwald looked at Agas, who was gradually calming down, with appreciation, and then pointed at the dining table with his index finger. Sumptuous Chinese dishes replaced the Western food that looked unappetizing on the table just now.

"Karkat went to the Muggle city specifically to learn how to make these dishes. Let's eat them."

Agas looked at his favorite dishes on the table, such as braised spareribs, braised prawns, braised chicken, etc., as well as the longevity noodles for his birthday, and suddenly grinned at Grindelwald.

Then he buried his head and began to enjoy it with a grunt.

Although Grindelwald can be coercive at times, he is the best person in the world to Agarth.

This is one of the reasons why Agas is willing to stay in this world, is that okay?