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

"Meow~" Venkit yelled back at Rolf.

Then she rubbed her head against Agas' neck, acting coquettishly.

"See, once it sees you, it only recognizes you." Rolf shrugged at Agas with a little jealousy.

Agas just touched the lump of flesh on his neck, smiled and said nothing.

"Hagrid!" George suddenly shouted, pointing at the mouse hiding under the big pumpkin in his garden.

"The mouse you're talking about, isn't this the one?"

"Ah!!" After seeing the mouse, Vincent let out a sharp cry in Agas' ear.

"Why does this mouse look so much like Percy's mouse Scabbers?" Fred muttered as he looked at the fat mouse.

Hearing what Fred said, Agas immediately raised his head and looked at the mouse hiding under the pumpkin with sharp eyes.

His excellent vision enabled him to clearly see that the ugly mouse had lost a claw on one of its fingers.

Should I catch it or not?

Agas asked himself this.

To him, these people are of no consequence.

However, if catching this mouse can make Albus happy, then this mouse is still of some use.

In the moment when Agas was stunned, Vincent had already pounced over and chased the mouse that was resting and panting.

The mouse made a sound, and then immediately spotted the twins, whose small bodies were very agile.

He twisted his body, dodged Vincent's sharp teeth, and with the help of several big pumpkins, ran under George's robe. He grabbed George's robe with his little claws and hid inside.

George grabbed the mouse in his hand, observed it carefully, and said, "It's really Scabbers."

Banban saw that Wenqite had returned to Agas and was staring at him hungrily. He moved restlessly on George's body, trembling all over.

"Hagrid, are you sure you're not mistaken? It was this rat that bit Venkytoe?" Fred glanced at the timid Scabbers, and then looked at the wound where Venkytoe had been bitten.

"It was this mouse. It had a bald spot on its forehead. I remember it very clearly."

Hagrid pointed at the sparse patch of hair on Scabbers' forehead.

"Venqite, you were bitten by a rat? I told you not to run around."

Rolf took Venkit back and checked the wounds on its body.

"Fortunately, nothing happened."

Vincent stretched out his claws and slapped Rolf on the face. His attitude towards him was very different from his attitude towards Agas, which was extremely hypocritical.

"Agas? Agas!" Fred stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Agas.

When he didn't respond, I grabbed his shoulders and shook him.

"Fred." Agas grabbed his hand and suddenly asked, "If there is a person who is imprisoned in Azkaban because he is wrongly accused, will you help him?"

Fred looked at Agas' serious face, restrained his smile, and started to think seriously.

"why not?"

"Yeah, why not?" Rolf threw the struggling fat cat in his arms back to Agas and agreed.

"But why should we help him?" Agas asked back.

He didn't understand. Why should he help someone who was not related to him?

"Agas, you are a good man and should live in the light." Hagrid, the only adult in the group, spoke with a thunderous voice throughout the garden.

He was looking at Agas with complicated eyes. When Agas asked this question, he found that the Sorting Hat was indeed correct.

Agarth does belong in Slytherin, not Gryffindor.

"Agas, no matter who it is, if he is really not wrong, we will help him."

George's eyes were shining, and he used both hands to firmly grasp the madly twisting Banban.

Agas nodded and fixed his eyes on Banban.

"Hagrid, do you have a big box?"

After all, he is really penniless now.

Hagrid nodded, without asking what Agas was doing there, he turned and ran into the room, found a large wooden box and handed it to Agas.

Agas took the wooden box.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"You guys, do you want to be a hero?"

The eyes of the eleven-year-old boys all lit up.

Who doesn’t have a dream of being a hero?

*

"Bang, bang, bang!" The door of the Slytherin Headmaster's office was knocked loudly.

"Click!" The door was opened forcefully from the inside.

Professor Snape looked down at the group of first years in front of him.

"You better do something urgent."

Agas nodded vigorously, "We want truth serum!"

"Bang!" The door was closed from the inside.

"......" This is Agas who almost kissed Medusa on the door mouth to mouth.

"Did he do it on purpose?" Agas turned around and asked the three people standing behind him.

The three of them nodded in unison and gave Agas a thumbs up for his bravery.

That’s amazing. He came up and asked Snape for something right away.

"Agas, what do you want this for?"

"Yeah, isn't it about being a hero?"

"Yes!" Rolf added the last sentence.

"Swish!" Snape, with a dead face, opened the door again, holding a small bottle of green medicine in his hand and looking at Agas.

"Mr. Lingle, you know, with just a tiny drop like this, I can make you tell me all your secrets."

He narrowed his eyes threateningly at Agas.

Agas grabbed his hand holding the medicine bottle and said, "Professor, give me the truth serum. You will definitely thank me."

Professor Snape snorted coldly and let Agas snatch the potion away without exerting any force.

If it weren't for the powder this kid gave me before, which was useful for the potion I recently researched, I wouldn't have given him the truth serum.

"Go away." He said, closed the door and went straight back inside.

Agas looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

He patted the box Fred was holding and ran with them in the direction of the principal's office.

"Albus! Albus!"

There was no need for the stone beast at the door to help pass the message. Agas read out the command and pushed the door open directly.

Little did I know that as soon as I entered, I saw Grindelwald standing aside, with one hand on Dumbledore's shoulder, the other holding a book, and talking about some herbs.

"How about we go out first?"

Agas asked tentatively.

Under the cold gaze of the black-faced Grindelwald, he retreated step by step.

"come in."

Dumbledore saw the people following Agarth and waved to them.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said with a stiff face:

"You came here at this time, didn't you do anything big again?"

"How did you know!"