HP Shavings Wizard

After the evil faucet head flew out of the castle, it went around the wall and poked its head out of the window of the Transfiguration Professor's office:?

The wise snake head above shook dully with its mouth open, and Alison below made a face arrogantly.

"The tap head is trying to scare Professor Cat!"

Professor McGonagall was watching "Transfiguration Today" when she suddenly saw a strange head poking out of the window out of the corner of her eye. She was startled, but when she saw who it was, she felt angry and amused at the same time.

Just as the serious old professor was about to catch and investigate the red-haired little wizard for violating school rules and riding around on a flying broomstick as a first year, Alison had already disappeared.

In the castle.

Professor Flitwick saw Alison riding a broomstick up and down the stairs, and immediately waved excitedly and shouted, "Miss Grindelwald, come down quickly! This is dangerous!"

When Alison saw this gentle and humorous old man, her eyes lit up and she immediately used a levitation spell on him, wanting to pull the short Professor Flitwick onto her Nimbus 2000 so she could experience the joy of running around.

The dueling champion was caught off guard for a moment and was hit by a silent and wandless levitation spell. His light body suddenly leapt up a long distance, and with his heart pounding, he quickly dodged Allison's outstretched hand.

"Oh! Merlin's socks!"

As Professor Flitwick tried to use the Stopping Spell to bring himself back to the ground, Alison pointed her wand at him and used the fourth-year Summoning Spell.

"Here comes Professor Flitwick's trousers!"

Alison's original intention was to let the pants carry the people over. After all, the Flying Spell is more convenient for moving dead objects than living objects - especially when the living objects resist and struggle, and the wizard will use a counter-spell.

In order to obey the call, the object will destroy the obstacle or the chain that ties it in the straight line, or simply use great force to fly with the obstacle.

But the problem was that Professor Flitwick was now floating high in the air, his trousers short and loose, and after being summoned by the Flying Curse, he used force to directly drive the old man's legs up slightly, and then happily separated from his master's waist, as smoothly as a cork popping out of a wine bottle.

This really became "Avada Sopants".

Alison, who had gotten into trouble again, opened her eyes slightly wide, lowered her head in a daze, holding the soft and thick short winter pants, and seriously suspected that the good-tempered Professor Flitwick wanted to give her an Avada now.

Professor Flitwick's trousers were pulled off by Alison using the Sling Charm, revealing his short, bare legs and striped underwear on top.

It is blue and white.

...Well, in such small details, it is quite Ravenclaw style, worthy of being the Headmaster of Ravenclaw.

The duel champion never expected that the naughty kid on the other side would do something unconventional. When he got back to the ground, he screamed, quickly covered his striped underwear, and quickly rushed into the empty classroom next door.

Alison bet that scream was louder than when he saw Harry, and it echoed throughout the castle which was sparsely populated during the holidays.

The few little wizards passing by in the surrounding staircases and corridors were stunned. They never expected that the devil would do such a cruel thing.

The evil tap head has grabbed Professor Flitwick's pants!

After a moment of silence, in order to prevent Professor Flitwick from settling the score with her, the little black wizard simply took up her pants and ran away on her flying broom.

She thought that running away after doing bad things was quite Slytherin style.

Professor Flitwick rushed into the empty classroom, wrapped himself in his robe, and after a brief struggle, came out angrily, pointing his wand in the direction Alison was running.

But the Nimbus 2000 is worthy of being the Nimbus 2000. Its running speed is so amazing that its pursuers can't even see its shadow.

Only the little wizards on the stairs and in the corridors looked at Professor Flitwick furtively.

The always cheerful and kind old professor subconsciously tightened his wizard robe. His legs felt empty and cold, and he suddenly felt embarrassed and annoyed.

"What are you looking at! Don't you have anything to do? Why are you wandering around?"

The little animals all dispersed, holding back their laughter.

Professor Flitwick quickly returned to the staff dormitory, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He decided to write a letter of complaint to Dumbledore, asking the old headmaster to discipline his daughter, Miss Grindelwald.

Old father received a complaint +1

As for Alison on the other side...

She held the unexpected mini trophy in her hand and walked around the city rhythmically swinging her trouser legs.

After getting rid of the confusion and bewilderment at the beginning, the gamers now have only one thought in their minds:

Wonderful~

This is so free~

Being bored, she tries to provoke Professor Flitwick into a serious fight with the duelling champion by showing off her pants.

As a result, Professor Flitwick didn't wait for him, as his own dean passed by first.

Professor Snape didn't want to pay any more attention to the naughty kid, but when he saw the mini-pants in Alison's hand, he stared at them for a moment, then immediately frowned and asked coldly.

"Ms. Grindelwald, I think you need to explain why you are holding Professor Flitwick's trousers in your hand?"

Alison said confidently and proudly: "I stole it!"

Professor Snape's face turned pale: "Why did you steal Professor Flitwick's pants?"

Alison was talking nonsense in all seriousness.

"I admire Professor Flitwick so much that I wanted to collect things he used, so I just stole the professor's pants as a souvenir!"

The corners of the Slytherin Snake King's mouth twitched. He felt that this explanation was extremely absurd, but it was so absurd that it made his brain go blank and he couldn't think of what to say.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to spit venom and throw Alison out of Hogwarts, and tried to remain calm, looking at his colleague's mini-pants with empty eyes and commanding calmly.

"…Ms. Grindelwald, I would like you to return the trousers to Professor Flitwick."

Alison decisively refused, holding up her pants and announcing to her poor dean.

"No! It was love at first sight for these cute pants! I love them!"

The veins on Professor Snape's forehead bulged and danced with joy.

"…You like pants?"

"Yes! I love pants! No one can stop me from pursuing true love!"

Alison even used "love".

The Slytherin Headmaster, with a livid face, suddenly realized something and decided to give up trying to reason with the naughty kid and just take action.

With a wave of the wand, a beam of red light shot towards Alison.

"Hey hey~ I can't catch up~ I can't hit~"

Alison dodged swiftly and kept her distance. She really had no intention of fighting with the Potions Professor, at most she would tease him. If she hurt Snape, her father would lose an obedient and smooth subordinate, and he would probably nag her again.