Although at this moment, Newt and Tina had a bit of a hard time understanding what Agarth was saying.
But by looking at Agarth, who now has one foot on the ground and the other on the chair, swinging his flowing long hair wildly, one can guess a little bit, probably asking himself if he dances well?
"Hmm..." Tina pondered for a while, thinking about how to tell him that his behavior was stupid without hurting the little guy's feelings.
But Newt had no such concerns at all. Instead, he laughed and patted Agarth on the shoulder,
"Agarth, I think the Weird Sisters will definitely like you. You fit the spirit of their band perfectly."
'What spirit? The spirit of a fool?' Agarth, who was filled with hatred and resentment, could not help but roar in his heart.
'If it wasn't for covering up the color of my new hair, would I have done such a stupid thing!'
'If my face didn't look so much like Dumbledore, would I still need to hide like this?'
If not, if that old guy Grindelwald hadn't been thinking of Dumbledore when he was transferring magic power to himself, he wouldn't have looked so much like a little girl, and instead would not have inherited the handsomeness of the Emperor at all.
He should be thankful that Grindelwald didn't know Agarth's inner thoughts at the moment, otherwise Grindelwald would have come all the way from Nurmengard to assassinate him.
Moreover, it is not the transfer of magic that causes Agarth and Dumbledore to be similar. It is clearly the role played by Dumbledore's blood when the blood is transferred into the eggshell.
Grindelwald's original idea was to have a child who looked very similar to himself, so that when the child went to Hogwarts, he would be able to see Dumbledore's shocked expression.
But what he never expected was that the older Agarth got, the more he looked like Dumbledore. This didn't shock Dumbledore at all, but instead made him feel more and more complicated.
Especially since Agarth had a face like a smaller version of Dumbledore, but kept pretending to be a good boy in front of him. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
But, unfortunately, Agarth didn't know any of these things.
"Don't listen to what Newt says, that band doesn't sing well." Tina wrinkled her nose in disgust. Although she didn't agree with Agarth's taste, she still put on a stiff smile and comforted Agarth.
"But, you're only eight years old, you should be playing something lively."
"Agarth, when you get home, I'll introduce you to little Rolf. He's like a taciturn person. He just stays in his box every day and doesn't want to go out to play."
This was not the first time Agarth had heard of little Rolf from the two men. He wondered who this character was, since he was not mentioned in the book.
"Little Rolf?"
"He's my little grandson, the same age as you," Tina replied.
"Although Rolf is the same age as you, he is much taller than you." Newt once again rubbed salt into Agarth's wounds.
Although Agarth knew that Newt was seeking revenge for his recent snitching, he still couldn't help but roll his eyes at Newt.
In his little account book, he wrote down the following line at the bottom of the Grindelwald page, Before returning to Austria, kidnap Newt Scamander's most beloved magical creature!
Seeing that Agarth didn't respond to him, and seeing that Tina's eyes were already blazing with anger, Newt took a few steps back tactfully, "I remembered that Momo didn't see him today. I wonder where this little guy went. I have to look for him."
After saying that, he turned around and ran back to the box. His movements were so fast that he seemed afraid that Agarth would catch up and punch him.
Agarth curled his lips and said, "You're lucky you ran fast, otherwise I would have used the beard-shaving technique on you and left you with Grindelwald's beard!"
"Grandma Tina, I want to go back to my room and sleep." Agarth said with a slight yawn.
"Go quickly, it's time for lunch, I'll let Kaka call you later."
Agarth nodded, hopped off his chair, and trotted back to his room.
As soon as he closed the door, Agarth took out a small mirror that looked very delicate and small, and called "Dad" several times into the mirror.
The handle of the mirror felt slightly hot, and the mirror that originally reflected Agarth's face suddenly lit up, and Grindelwald's appearance flashed on the other side of the mirror.
"Agarth, have you finally remembered me?" Grindelwald asked in a slightly low voice with raised eyebrows.
"I wanted to contact you yesterday, but the magic power was rioting yesterday." Agarth scratched his head embarrassedly, not daring to tell Grindelwald that he had indeed forgotten to contact him. He just thought that he had finally been able to go out and play without having to face Grindelwald's face.
"Kaka didn't tell me about this when he came back yesterday." Grindelwald put down the pen in his hand after hearing this.
"That's because it happened after Kaka came back here." Thinking of this, Agarth put the mirror to his neck, stroked the fine hair on his neck with his small hands, and pinched out a strand to show Grindelwald.
"Look, my feathers are growing out, Grandpa Newt said it's because I was born an Animagus."
Although Grindelwald couldn't see the changes in Agarth very clearly through the two-way mirror, his extensive knowledge allowed him to instantly understand the meaning of Agarth's words.
No wonder Agarth's body showed no signs of growth after the age of four, but his magic power became stronger and stronger as he got older. If this happened to a magical animal, it would answer this question very well.
However, He's afraid that Agarth's body will not be able to keep up with the growth rate of magic power. In the end, the weak body will be broken by the surging magic power, or the magic power will not have enough space to grow and become a dud who can no longer cast magic.
"And more! My hair has grown longer. It's not from hair growth potion, it's really growing on its own! Look, it's red when it grows out." Agarth took off his hat and tried hard to pull his hair apart with his little hands to show Grindelwald.
"..." Grindelwald was silent for a moment.
"Did you see it?" Agarth raised his little head excitedly and asked with his big eyes blinking.
"Agarth, the two-way mirror can only let me see your appearance and communicate with you in real time. It doesn't mean that I can see all your hair clearly."
"Oh." 'What a bummer. If you didn't see it, just say you didn't see it, but you still have to say a lot of nonsense.'
Agarth put his hands on his hips again, happily stood the mirror on the desk, turned around and jumped around the room.
He was finally growing up. Thinking about his height in his previous life, which was 185.2 (the real height- 180.2, the baby still in denial) cm when rounded off, Agarth couldn't help but clench his fists.
'My handsome look is finally coming back!'