When Agarth woke up again, he had missed dinner. Night had fallen and the entire castle was shrouded in the deep blue starry sky.
"Tempus." Agarth waved his right hand into the air.
"19:18"
'Damn it. Bastard Grindelwald.' Agarth thought to himself 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 back in the soft chair beside Agarth's bed, crossed her legs, and handed over a bottle of potion while flipping through the Daily Prophet in her hand.
"Aunt Wenda!" Agarth 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..." Before Wenda could finish her words, she saw Agarth unscrew the cork and pour the medicine into his mouth.
"Hmm..." Just two sips will be enough, actually.
"Just what?" Agarth held up his wildly growing hair with both hands, blinked his big blue eyes resentfully, and looked at Wenda motionlessly.
"..." Wenda sometimes wondered if Agarth 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, Agarth, you look more pleasing now than with short hair." Wenda said, raised her eyebrows, raised the wand in her right hand and began to trim Agarth's hair.
"Okay, take a look, doesn't it look better this way?" Wenda held up a water mirror and stood in front of Agarth.
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." Wenda reached out and pulled Agarth 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."
Agarth 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."
Agarth looked at the dark brown, almost black wand in the box, touched the shaft, and took it out of the box.
"Lumos!" A bright bean-sized light emerged from the tip of the stick.
"Aunt Wenda! This is the best gift I have ever received. There is no wand more suitable for me than this one." The wand in Agarth's hand seemed to be able to feel the owner's excitement and shook its body as well.
"Abu! Abu!" As Agarth called Abu, a red light suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and a red-feathered bird with intense flames flashed out.
"Chirp!" The red bird spread its wings, flew over Wenda and landed on Agarth's shoulder.
"Abu! Look! Your tail feathers are so full of life!" Agarth slightly bent his index finger and rubbed Abu's head.
"Chirp!" Abu tilted his head, looked at the wand in Agarth's hand with his eyes as big as rice grains, and then moved close to Agarth's face and rubbed it affectionately.
"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 her mouth, and motioned Agarth to go downstairs to eat.
"Aunt Wenda, has Gellert had his meal?" Agarth 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 Agarth saw Grindelwald already sitting at the head seat at the dining table, and his high-pitched voice gradually dropped until it became silent.
"Agarth, I'm really sorry that our dinner is grilled steak and sauerkraut potatoes." Grindelwald said slowly, picking up a piece of potato with a fork.
Yes, that's right, Grindelwald actually knows that Agarth doesn't like German food, but what Agarth doesn't like, Grindelwald likes it very much.
Who can blame poor Kaka for having to listen to his greatest master?
Grindelwald ate even more happily when he saw Agarth, who had grown hair.
Wenda, who was following Agarth closely, looked at the dinner on the table, then looked at Agarth's sad expression, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Gellert, there should be Chinese noodles tonight. After all, today is Agarth's birthday, right?"
Agarth heard it, raised his drooping head, and looked at Grindelwald with wide eyes in surprise.
"Really? Really? Is it Chinese longevity noodles? In my previous life, when I was eighteen years old, no one remembered to give me noodles! Do I really have noodles to eat?" As Agarth's voice became louder, the items on the table suddenly rose into the air uncontrollably.
"Yes, Agarth, don't be impulsive, calm down." Wenda watched the scene nervously, stretched out her right hand and slowly touched Agarth's head.
"Agarth, 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 Agarth with eagle-like eyes.
"Hehe." Agarth touched his head sheepishly, 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 Agarth's body, once Agarth 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 Agarth was six years old, the Dumbledore blood in Agarth's body became too strong, suppressing the power of Grindelwald's blood inheritance and destroying the balance of the two bloodlines in the body.
In fact, to put it simply, if Agarth was born normally from a mother's womb, he would have been a little wizard with extremely powerful innate magical powers.
However, Agarth 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 + the eggs of magical animals. His body inherently lacks the ability to self-regulate and can only be forcibly regulated by consciousness.
Grindelwald looked at Agarth, who was gradually calming down, with appreciation, and then pointed at the dining table with his index finger. A series of sumptuous Eastern dishes replaced the Western food that looked unappetizing on the table just now.
"Kaka went to the Muggle city specifically to learn how to make these dishes. Let's eat them."
Agarth looked at his favorite dishes on the table, such as braised spareribs, braised chicken, rice, soup, 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 forceful at times, he is the best person in the world to Agarth.
This is a reason why Agarth is willing to stay in this world, okay?