HP Shavings Wizard

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he left Alison alone, held Dumbledore's hand, and walked down the spiral staircase to the astronomy tower.

Alison followed behind cleverly, secretly glancing at the faces of the people in front of her like a little eunuch.

I always feel that Dad has forgotten the bet, and it is unlikely that he will be generous enough to cancel it. Now he just wants to deliberately torment her.

Although he was walking down slowly, Grindelwald suddenly stopped and glanced back at Alison.

When Alison's heart skipped a beat, he chuckled and said some holiday wishes.

It’s as if I just forgot it before and now I have made up for it naturally.

"…Merry Christmas."

Alison, who was cursed in her heart by this cat-and-mouse behavior, and who didn't feel happy Christmas at all, said: ...

She responded repeatedly with a pinched throat with a cute look on her face.

"Merry Christmas, Daddy~"

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with pleasure and evil, he nodded with satisfaction, and continued to walk down with Dumbledore.

He seemed to be in a good mood now, and even his steps were much lighter.

Dumbledore secretly glanced at the little red-haired wizard who was following behind him, who seemed relieved and was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Grindelwald turned his head and met the bright, smiling eyes of his old lover.

Then the old devil lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"..."

Dumbledore chuckled, a thoughtful look on his face, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Alison prick up her ears to eavesdrop.

He looked at Gale, winked mischievously, and pretended to be embarrassed to discuss it in a low voice.

"…Well, that's a good idea."

Alison, who was following behind, felt something was not right the more she listened. She looked back and forth at the two of them suspiciously, feeling that they mentioned her name with bad intentions.

What kind of referee is this who stands in a neutral position? He is hugging and kissing the opposing player!

The two people in front smiled at each other, as if they had reached a consensus. Alison tensed up and became alert. She slowed down and tried to distance herself from them.

However, without giving Alison a chance to sneak away, Grindelwald turned around and raised his eyebrows in a smile.

"Alison, since you lost, you have to fulfill the bet."

"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

When Alison was extremely nervous due to this pressure, she suddenly realized something:

Why should she abide by the bet and accept the loss? She is a naughty child, without any psychological burden, and she is not an adult who cares about face.

A naughty child can act like a scoundrel and throw a tantrum, but she sometimes still has to save face in front of her parents.

Although she still has some sense of contract in most cases, it does not mean that she cannot tear up the contract, cut losses in time, overturn the table, or use tricks when her interests are damaged - anyway, she has the ability and can bear the consequences of such behavior.

After figuring this out, the little red-haired wizard felt happy and relaxed, as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened.

Of course, she quickly stopped this short-lived smile and looked at Dumbledore pitifully for help.

"Dad~"

Stared at by those watery eyes, Dumbledore coughed lightly and looked away.

Alison ignored Grindelwald beside her and continued to increase the pressure on Dumbledore.

As long as you convince dad, you won't have to be afraid of him!

The proposal just happened last night, and it hasn’t even been a day yet. Do you dare disobey daddy?

Haha, easy to grasp!

Just because she can’t give her dad something that interests her doesn’t mean she can’t give her dad something that interests her!

"I know where one of Voldemort's Horcruxes is. I can tell you the exact location..."

When it came to serious matters, Dumbledore turned his head instantly and looked at Alison.

After setting the bait, Alison showed a cunning smile, smugly threw a provocative look at Grindelwald, and did not forget to set a simple provocation trap in her words.

"...Dear Daddy, aren't you willing to give that condition to Dad?"

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect his daughter to play such a trick - she obviously lost the bet, but she set him up as the winner. No matter what she chose, Alison would not lose, and she could always disgust him.

After a brief pause, the old devil with the silver tongue immediately assessed the situation.

Although he was clearly expressing his attitude to Alison, he only stared at the old principal, spoke in a pleasant and decisive manner, and did not seem to care about the bet at all.

"Of course not. I can give Al whatever he wants."

Alison smiled a triumphant smile, not at all surprised.

"……so?"

Grindelwald did not agree immediately, but looked at Dumbledore as if to ask for his opinion.

"Al?"

Dumbledore glanced at the two Grindelwalds, one big and one small, with amusement, thought for a moment, smiled and nodded, and decided to let Alison go.

"make a deal."

Alison looked relaxed and happy. She winked at her father lively and even remembered to be mysterious.

"He sent Ravenclaw's diadem back to Hogwarts and has been hiding it here ever since~"

The old headmaster showed a surprised expression, but soon, after a little thought, he figured out where the Horcrux was hidden by just a few words of information, without Alison saying anything more.

'After Tom graduated, he only took the opportunity to enter Hogwarts when he was looking for a job...'

This "Voldemortologist" who investigated every detail of his students' past and seemed to be a bit of a black fan and a pervert even figured out Voldemort's mentality at the time.

'Tom has always been conceited and keeps to himself. He doesn't confide in others. He probably thinks that he is the only one who could have thought of hiding the Horcrux in that room, and he is the only one who has explored the secrets of that place...'

'It's the Room of Requirement.'

Finally, Dumbledore smiled.

"Tom knows how to find a place..."

Alison's face wrinkled, she was a little bit incredulous about her father's efficiency, and the jealousy towards a certain senior in her heart grew like weeds.

"…No need for a hint? Already found it?"

Dumbledore smiled and rubbed Alison's head, shaking his head gently.

"Thank you, Alison."

Alison was unhappy, but it was not convenient for her to cause trouble for Senior Riddle now.

Finally, after being patted on the head by her father, she chose to give him a provocative look.

Grindelwald didn't seem angry and smiled back at her.

He doesn't mind that people around him are dangerous and calculating towards him, on the contrary, he finds it very interesting.

It's just a game - life is more interesting when you have people around you who might attack you, and it keeps you on your toes.

Just like the games he and Al had played against each other half a century ago.

So the only victim of this family war appeared:

It's poor little Tom.