Agarth forked a piece of fish into his mouth, trying his best to keep his expression steady as he swallowed it whole.
"Very good!" Agarth nodded to Newt and Rolf, motioning them to pick up some and eat.
Rolf looked at Agarth suspiciously, then forked a piece and put it in his mouth.
He said with surprise, "Grandma, it's really delicious!" Then he used a knife and fork to fork a large piece and put it on the plate.
Agarth moved his fingers and looked at Rolf with a frown. This guy is really fake, and he is pretending too much.
Newt also forked up a few pieces of fish and tasted them, then gave Tina a thumbs up, "It's delicious! So this is the food from the far east, it's really good!"
Agarth really began to doubt whether he had tasted the wrong thing in his first bite, and hurriedly forked up a piece of meat near the belly of the fish and put it in his mouth.
Okay, still unpalatable. Agarth complimented without changing his expression.
Have they never eaten delicious food? Can this be called delicious? Agarth, who was roaring madly in his heart, raised a strong question.
After the meal, Agarth watched Newt use a few simple household magics to make the dishes line up and jump into the sink to clean themselves automatically. Then he smiled and said, "Grandpa Newt, Grandma Tina, my family will visit you tomorrow."
A house visit? Rolf raised his head and looked at Agarth.
Hearing this, Newt and Tina also sat back at the table and asked, "So suddenly, do you want to see your recent changes?"
Agarth shook his head.
'No?' Newt adjusted his wrinkled shirt and thought for a moment before speaking, "Agarth, your family is going to take you away?"
After all, the solution to Agarth's problem has been found. All that remains is to exercise every day to make his body grow faster. The magic riot will be quelled sooner or later.
"No, what about the Agarth magic riot?" Rolf was the first to object.
Agarth can be considered his first friend, other than his grandfather and the animal friends he raised.
"They are here to take me back. During this period, I am grateful to Grandpa Newt and Grandma Tina for taking care of me." Agarth stood up and bowed to the two of them to express his gratitude.
"Of course, I also want to thank little Rolf who always helps me apply medicine after a fight between Lackey and I." Agarth put his arm on Rolf's shoulder. Now he can do it effortlessly.
"That's good to know." Rolf grumbled, "If you just stop saying bad things about me in front of Wenchet, he won't let me hug him anymore."
"Hey, I didn't say that, I swear." Agarth looked serious. He really didn't say anything about Rolf, but he could understand Wenchet's complaints about Rolf.
Something like #The long-winded human cub is here again.#
#You're here to snatch my people again, little brat.#
#Poor stinky little cub.#
This is not Rolf's fault. As soon as he enters his room, he will hug Wenchet who is curled up on the bed. However, Rolf often feeds and bathes the small animals. Even after cleaning himself, there will still be a strange smell on his body.
Not to mention Wenchet, this strange fat Kneazle, with a keen sense of smell and a fat body, but very fast and, of course, very fierce.
"By the way, Rolf, wear this bracelet." Agarth threw a wooden bracelet into Rolf's arms.
"What's the use?" Rolf put it on without saying a word.
"You don't even ask?" Agarth smiled. "Something that can save your life."
"What?" Hearing Agarth say this, Newt took a few steps closer and looked at the ordinary bracelet on Rolf's hand.
Seeing the curious Newt, Rolf thought about taking it off to show his grandfather, but when he tried to take it off, he found that it was firmly fastened to his hand and could not be removed.
"Can't take it off?"
"That's for sure." Agarth puffed out his chest.
This is a wooden ring that he had lost a lot of blood, a lot of mana, and had a lot of runes engraved into it. It is not an ordinary decoration, but Rolf and the others don't need to know this.
"Little Rolf, if you are in danger, there is an A inside the bracelet, do you see it?" Agarth pulled Rolf's hand and pointed it to him.
"Remember, if you are in danger, bleed a little and smear it here. Remember, it has to be your own blood, not someone else's."
Rolf saw Agarth's cautious expression and nodded seriously as well.
As Newt grew older, he saw many magical things. Although he couldn't understand what was so special about the wooden ring on Rolf's hand, when he looked closely, he saw dense runes all over the surface of the wooden ring, but they were integrated with the material of the wooden ring. If it weren't for what Agarth just said, he wouldn't have noticed it.
"It's good to go home. We should let his family see how healthy Agarth is." Tina stretched out her hands and touched Agarth and Rolf's heads respectively.
"Besides, you will be going to magic school when you are eleven years old. Agarth, I have never asked, are you American?"
Agarth's body stiffened. When he was with Newt's family, what he feared most was that they would ask these questions. Agarth didn't like lying to his family, but sometimes, he had to lie.
"no."
"And who are you?"
"My father is German." Agarth told the truth, but left out something important.
The Rosier family originated from France. Newt frowned, and suddenly thought of Agarth's last name, Lindger?
Logically speaking, as an ancient pure-blood family, the Rosier family should not marry half-blood or Muggle-born wizards.
'But I have never heard of the last name Lindger.'
"German, then Agarth, aren't you going to study at Durmstrang School of Magic?" Tina frowned.
That magic school placed great emphasis on bloodline and was also able to teach the Dark Arts. For Tina, a retired Auror, it was unacceptable for such a young child to learn the Dark Arts.
"Not necessarily. My father doesn't like that school very much." It would be a miracle if he liked it. Grindelwald was expelled from Durmstrang.
Agarth glanced at Newt's thoughtful expression, smiled, put his arm around Rolf and said, "Little Rolf, come with me to find Lackey to play."
"You're going home tomorrow, why are you still looking for Lackey? Lackey can't even touch you now, and he hides when he sees you." Rolf shook off Agarth's hand.
"I'm not going to fight with Lackey this time. I'm going to borrow some things from him." Agarth took out the wooden ring today and then remembered to borrow something from Lackey.
He borrowed more before leaving.
"Will we meet again in the future?" Rolf asked suddenly.
"Yes, why not?" Agarth opened the box and asked over his shoulder.
"I'll tell you this in secret. Don't tell anyone."
Seeing Rolf was silent, Agarth said, "When I'm eleven years old and can only go to one magic school. Do you want to guess what it is?"
"Could it be the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in France?" As the only heir of the Scamander family, Rolf knew something about the relationships between some pure-blood families.