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

"Mr. Warrington, I can only describe this incident as an accident."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, a ray of light flashed on the lenses of his glasses, and a warm smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

"This time, your fainting is indeed related to the school. Your dean found that the elves did not clean the toilets properly enough, and a few vixens made their home in the toilets."

"How about this, before you go back to the dormitory, the hygiene conditions of the entire school will be checked again."

"Don't worry, Mr. Warrington."

As Dumbledore spoke, he said to Professor Snape who suddenly appeared behind him: "Am I right, Severus?"

Professor Snape looked at the indignant Warrington with a sluggish face and replied, "Indeed."

Hearing what Professor Snape said, Warrington clenched the white bed sheet with both hands, lowered his head, and replied, "I know."

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, then turned back to look at the three people watching the show nearby.

The smiling expression suddenly drooped.

"You three, get some rest. When you get out of the infirmary, Minerva will tell you what your punishment is."

As he was speaking, Agas felt as if his whole body was suddenly restrained and he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.

Dumbledore walked up to Agarth and took off the ring on his right hand, the bracelet on his left hand, the wooden chain around his neck, the small pendant on his ear, the small wooden nail hidden in his eyebrow, etc.

"Confiscated."

Agas felt that he had lost his happy time.

He watched as Dumbledore took away all of his belongings, even the small wooden objects he had hidden away.

Agarth's pleading eyes fell on Grindelwald, and his deep blue eyes looked at Grindelwald miserably.

Grindelwald stood behind Dumbledore and saw the expression on Agarth's face clearly. His pitiful appearance made him unable to help but plead for mercy.

He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and was about to speak, but Dumbledore just turned sideways and glanced at him.

After receiving this threatening look, Grindelwald could only look at Agas and said to himself, "I can't help you."

He turned around and followed Dumbledore's rewarding figure and left.

When Professor Snape saw that the two little snakes were fine, he shook his sleeves and left.

He still had a lot of things to do, but he didn't have time to waste on these two people.

Dumbledore would do anything to protect his bloodline.

After all, if he didn't show up, it would be difficult for the Warrington family to explain.

Snape thought of the stinky bird that had just been in his office, looking like it would burn all his potions if he didn't leave, and he walked away with a bit of resentment in his steps.

On the bed, Agas, who was still waiting for Dumbledore to untie him, watched several adult wizards leave, and no one let him go.

Agas stood straight, unable to speak, and could only make "hmm" sounds from his throat, trying to draw the attention of the two brothers beside him to his situation.

Unfortunately, these two brothers are more unreliable than each other.

"George, did you see that?"

"Fred, I saw Professor Dumbledore taking his things."

"No, I mean, have you noticed that Agas has so many treasures?"

"That's true."

After the two brothers finished speaking, they stroked their chins together and looked at Agas who was lying blankly on the bed.

"Is he sad?"

"I think so."

"Is that why you're moaning in sadness?"

"Hmmmm!!!" Agas stared at his bloodshot pupils, looked at the ceiling, and made humming sounds.

Asshole!! I am asking for help!

"Fred, Agas' eyes are red with sorrow."

George walked forward, looked into Agas' eyes, then reached out and patted Agas' head soothingly.

Fred also moved closer to Agas, looking at the look of Agas who had his eyes open and tried not to let tears fall. After thinking for a while, he also stretched out a hand and covered Agas' eyes.

"It's okay, Agas."

"When George and I were little, our mom confiscated our toys."

"I want to cry too."

"You cry, we won't laugh at you."

"......" I am fortunate to have the honor to know you.

Agas swallowed the depression rising from his chest and obediently closed his eyes to rest.

Did these two people think that by covering his eyes, he would not be able to hear their laughter? ! !

As Agas thought about it, he took out the grudge book that he hadn't opened for a long time, and wrote the twins' names on the page next to Newt Scamander.

*

On the morning of the third day, after confirming that everyone was well and had no sequelae, Madam Pomfrey couldn't wait to drive away the four people who quarreled in the infirmary every day.

Madam Pomfrey touched her chest and tried to calm herself down.

Thanks to Merlin, she just hoped that these four people, no, or the three who came in later, would not go to the infirmary together again.

In just three days, she felt like she had lost half her life.

These three were the ones who could remain calm and smile at me even when I yelled at them, warned them, and threatened to deduct points from the school. Then, in the next second, they could overturn my infirmary.

Thinking of this, she restored the messy infirmary to its original state.

In the past few days, the magic she used most often was the two spells of restoration and silence.

One is to restore the infirmary that they destroyed to its original state, and the other is to make them shut up.

Thank goodness for magic.

After being discharged from the hospital, Agas and the other two rushed towards the auditorium, still arguing with each other.

They've been talking so much these days that they're almost speechless.

Madam Pomfrey only let them drink potions to fill their stomachs. Although they did not feel hungry, they missed the taste of food very much.

However, just as they approached the gate, they saw Professor McGonagall, wearing a black robe and with a serious face, standing at the door, staring at the three of them from a distance.

The three of them looked at each other.

Suddenly, a sentence Dumbledore said a few days ago came to my mind.

"Minerva will tell you what your punishment will be when you get out of the infirmary."

"It's over. We must be punished."

"Fred, this is all your fault."

"Agas, it's all your fault. You should have told us at the beginning that the wooden ball was so powerful."

Three of us, you blame me and I blame you one after another.

"Good morning, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Ringle."

Professor McGonagall looked at the three people playing around, frowned and continued.

"You three are openly playing with dangerous objects in the dormitory. Your punishment is to clean all the toilets in the school and not to use magic."

"Mr. Filch will be supervising you."