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

Fortunately, Agas often does handicrafts, so a beard bracelet is quite simple.

Agas held up the bracelet on his hand, thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a dagger and gently tapped his fingertips, squeezed out a drop of blood and smeared it on the bracelet, then put it on Grindelwald's right hand close to him.

Wenda hurried forward and pulled Agas, it was too reckless.

Although Dumbledore rarely goes out now and stays in Hogwarts every day, it is impossible for him to tolerate Agarth's behavior.

Dumbledore stroked the uneven beard on his chin and pinched Wenda's wrist.

"It's okay." After saying that, he looked at Agas beside him again.

This child's appearance...

He looks exactly like himself when he was younger.

"Agas Albus Grindelwald." Grindelwald touched the bracelet and tilted his head to introduce Agas' identity.

"What did you call me just now?" Dumbledore ignored Grindelwald and instead grabbed Agarth's shoulders tightly.

"Mom!" Agarth stretched out his hand and pushed, easily breaking free from Dumbledore's actions. "Dad told me, so what else can I call you if I don't call you mom?"

Grindelwald clenched his fists when he heard this. He had never taught this brat these things.

This kid is really strong. Dumbledore looked at his wrist which turned red instantly before looking at Grindelwald.

"So, it's my blood?"

"To be precise, it's ours." Grindelwald raised his head with a little pride.

Agas can be considered the most successful thing he has done in these years.

"Miss Rosier, could you please take Agas out to rest for a while?" Dumbledore took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his eyes, and said to Wenda.

Wenda looked at Grindelwald. It was not up to him to decide whether to take Agas out or let Agas know some things.

Only after seeing Grindelwald nod did he pull the reluctant Agarth away.

"Really? What is there that Agas doesn't know?" Agas glanced at Grindelwald sadly as he walked.

Dumbledore smiled fondly, "Argas, wait till I finish talking to your father before I talk to you, okay?"

"Well, seeing that you're not angry after I shaved off your beard, I'll wait for you outside." Having said that, Agast stuck out his tongue at Grindelwald. He was very angry when he remembered that he had been shaved bald by this stingy old man before.

At least Dumbledore wasn't angry. His beard was even longer than his father's. It must have taken him a long time to grow that long!

When Dumbledore heard what Agarth said, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, and he touched the few remaining hairs on his chin.

But seeing Agas' cheerful look, he could only shake his head and forgive him. He watched the two of them leave the living room, and Wenda also closed the door connecting the hall to the outside to prevent Agas from eavesdropping.

Agas looked at the closed door, squatted at the door in a huff, and squinted hard at the crack in the door, but unfortunately he could see nothing.

"They will definitely not be able to finish talking in a short time. Why don't you come with me to eat something?" Wenda crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked down at Agas.

"Aunt Wenda, you go ahead." Agas put his ear to the door and waved to Wenda, but unfortunately he could neither see nor hear anything.

"They have ten thousand ways to make you unable to hear." Seeing that Agas had no intention of leaving, Wenda shrugged and turned to go downstairs.

After receiving Gellert's letter, I rushed here immediately without even having dinner.

Sure enough, once encountering Dumbledore, even the most rational people would become strange.

Thinking of the letter sent to me through the fireplace saying "Come quickly!" without a name or reason, I thought something big had happened to Agas again.

unlucky!

At this time, Dumbledore, who was sitting quietly in the hall, asked in a hoarse voice: "Why?"

Dumbledore couldn't understand why this person, with whom he had been entangled for most of his life, wanted to create a child with both of their bloodlines, and why he kept it a secret from him.

Grindelwald looked into Dumbledore's eyes, as if asking: Which one are you asking about and why?

But no matter what the reason was, it was because of the Dumbledore who died on the rooftop in the future that he saw.

"For you." Grindelwald said with a smile.

"To see you again, Albus, don't you know?"

"Isn't it because you are using this child to take revenge on me? Just like using..."

"Just like using Aurelius?" Grindelwald interrupted Dumbledore. "If I hadn't discovered the existence of that child first, he might not have lived to adulthood. He would have died."

"I also helped him find his family."

"But it was not me who killed him, it was this world." Grindelwald wiped the smile from his face and glanced at Dumbledore who was angry.

"So, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

Dumbledore had a look of guilt on his face, feeling sorry for his poor nephew and sad for his brother Aberforth.

But more than that, I still feel guilty for having been on the same path as the people in front of me, and sad for those who died tragically in this revolution.

"You still don't understand why I am no longer willing to stand on the same front with you." Dumbledore closed his eyes, put away the expression on his face, shook his head and said.

"But I have been staying in Nurmengard since 1945, watching the Muggle world and their methods become more and more powerful. You can't help but see it, but you still don't want to believe me?" Grindelwald smiled bitterly.

It is undeniable that his methods were too brutal, but in today's Muggle world, isn't that enough to prove that what he did before was correct, he just used the wrong method.

"I believe everything you saw, but I cannot approve of your methods." Dumbledore raised his hand to stop Grindelwald from saying next.

"I didn't come here to argue with you."

"Yes, you can go against me for the sake of those Muggles; for the sake of those wizards, you can also unite with the Ministry of Magic of various countries to oppose me; of course, for the sake of Agas, no matter how reluctant you are to see me, you still come."

Grindelwald stood up and reached out to touch Dumbledore's beard which had been shaved off by Agarth.

"We are both old. I don't want to continue arguing with you."

"Albus, the prophecy told me that the child from the future could save you, so I desperately looked for all the ways, which led to the birth of Agas."

After saying that, Grindelwald waved at the door, and the dark brown double doors were blown open by a gust of wind, revealing the figure of Agas squatting outside the door.