HP Shavings Wizard

Under the dim flickering candlelight, the old man lowered his eyes and spoke in a low voice: "...Magic is an unknown force to Muggles, just like God."

Alison chuckled softly, and her laughter gradually grew louder, until she fell back on the sofa, looking a little crazy.

She thought of the games, movies, and novels with ancient god themes that she had watched in the past.

Modern people have never been a group that believes in God devoutly.

When you pray to gods and Buddhas, you are only worshipping your own desires.

As long as you dare to show your health bar, even God will kill you.

She had killed a few of them before she came here, when she was trapped in a game world.

"Then do you think they will worship him? Or try to kill him?" She raised her eyes and asked with a smile, her expression arrogant and unbridled, with some ridicule towards the word "God".

Pause for a moment.

Alison smiled and stared at him, whose breathing was a little disordered, and whispered to him, "Now, are you my believer, Mr. Grindelwald?"

Grindelwald looked at her, his eyes darkening slightly. After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "... Is this your purpose?"

To make him her believer?

No one dared to imagine that someone would try to seduce an old devil who was good at seducing people. Others did not dare to think about it, and the old devil himself had never thought about it.

Alison blinked, chewed on the word "purpose" for a moment, and denied it with an innocent look: "Purpose? ... No! I am a complicated person, so chaotic that I can't even predict my behavior. This is a purposeless behavior, I just said it casually because it's interesting."

She just wanted to see Daddy's different expressions and reactions due to her various teasing behaviors, just like a naughty child.

Gellert and Albus's past relationship trapped them, and also trapped her as a blood sworn brother. She really loved her parents, but sometimes she couldn't control her resentment for their breakup and the broken blood sworn brotherhood.

Grindelwald stared at her, and suddenly seemed to find it funny and laughed: "...You are such a bad kid."

Alison cunningly imitated Grindelwald's past moves to get closer to him, straightened up, and frivolously stroked his cheek with her hand.

Body language deepens intimacy and trust. This is how Gellert used his frivolous behavior to seduce Albus's nephew Aurelius.

For Grindelwald, as long as he is not facing someone he hates (Newt Scamander), it is normal to behave frivolously and have physical contact with strangers. However, more intimate contact is impossible, and the genius is also arrogant enough to look down on others.

She looked confident and determined, like a devil tempting people to fall: "...but I persuaded you...I have stirred up the panic in your heart again."

Grindelwald sighed imperceptibly and felt a little headache.

It was really strange. Today he could finally feel Grindelwald's ability to bewitch others from the audience's perspective... In the past, he was the one who bewitched and instigated others.

After a moment of silence, Grindelwald's skinny palm gently grasped the wrist of the hand that was touching his cheek.

After removing Alison's hand, he stood up and looked down at Alison, curling his lips slightly, with a seductive tone, and called her affectionately: "...Don't waste your talent...Little Allie."

Alison was a little confused by this development, and blinked her heterochromatic eyes innocently:?

Grindelwald reached out and pulled her up from the sofa, then bent down and kissed her forehead.

“…Don’t waste your abilities on seducing, luring, plundering, and war…on changing the world.”

Alison was startled by his action. Subconsciously, suspicion flashed across her eyes. With a subtle expression, she keenly recalled the old man's warning during the day: "...Didn't you say that you confessed in Nurmengard? You also told me not to go astray and become another you. War and hatred will only bring war and hatred."

Is this old man two different people during the day and at night? Schizophrenia?

Grindelwald chuckled and whispered, "...Perhaps, you really shouldn't follow my old path...But, Ellie...you were not born to be a caged bird."

Alison realized that he was just responding to her previous instigation, just revenge. She rolled her eyes, slumped back on the sofa, and decisively took action to show that she would not be tempted by him: "No! I want to lie down and eat my parents. I'll be a caged bird, as long as I have food and shelter."

It was hilarious. If she really wanted to be the next Dark Lord, wouldn't it be up to them to decide whether anyone would follow her when the wizarding world was full of connections between the two old fathers? And she would definitely be watched closely by these two.

This stinky old man just wanted to trick her into working hard, and then take the opportunity to snatch Albus's father away.

"I will give you pocket money." Grindelwald looked at his daughter and curled his lips. He moved closer and added, "Money, status, power... everything you want, you can get it."

Alison thought this was really boring and would rather buy her the Honeydukes candy store.

This guy doesn't tempt children at all!

She raised her head slightly, showing a pleasant yet evil smile, and burst out: "I want Albus Daddy."

This time it’s shrimp and pork heart.

Someone himself doesn't have one now, after all, he was sentenced to life imprisonment (without a wife).

Grindelwald choked, his smiling expression broke in an instant, and he reached out and pinched Alison's still fleshy cheek.

Alison, who was physically suppressed by the unsportsmanlike old man, struggled hard under the kneading: "Mmmmm."

Grindelwald gritted his teeth sinisterly: "...You little bastard, do you want to be beaten?"

Alison took advantage of his slight relaxation and slurred, "You told me to say it! Damn old man! Be careful or I will tell Albus' father about it later!"

The little wizard Alison used the move [Threat].

Grindelwald's face darkened and he let go of his hand.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his violent thoughts of hitting the child, then pinched his eyebrows and forced himself to calm down.

"Do you really want to piss me off to death?"

Alison made another face: "Lululu~"

Grindelwald glared at her: "…I warn you, don't tell Albus about this."

Alison fell on the sofa laughing, feeling smug and thinking she had someone under control.

Grindelwald took a deep breath and tried to tell himself that this was his biological child.

Dear... dear...

Alison rolled her eyes, secretly glancing at his expression, then quickly lifted up the journal on the table.

It happened to be the page with the magical picture of Albus Dumbledore.

"Bah"

She kissed him loudly and shamelessly.

?

Grindelwald was stunned, his expression froze for a moment, and his fists stiffened.

He closed his eyes, decided not to make things difficult for himself by staying here and being tortured by the naughty kid, and got up and left.

Of course, he did not forget to take away all the Transfiguration Today magazines and the Q version of Dumbledore pillow before leaving, under the pretext of letting Alison have a good rest.