HP Shavings Wizard

Principal room.

After returning, it was not yet time for dinner. Dumbledore happened to see the complaint letter sent by owl on the table and flipped through it leisurely.

This is Professor Flitwick's letter of complaint against Alison.

The letter complained about Miss Grindelwald riding a broomstick in the corridor, casting a spell on the professor and snatching his trousers with a Summoning Hex.

Apparently, Filius, who was always gentle and friendly, was also troubled by this troublemaker with great magical talent.

However, the old professor who taught the spells class couldn't help but praise Alison for her beautiful use of silent spells and her talent for learning spells, especially the Flying Spell that she had only learned in the fourth grade.

——I just hope that next time she casts the spell on someone else’s clothing (a paragraph was blacked out here, and the following part was crossed out: “Especially the pants of male professors, and of course, female professors are not allowed either.”).

The old principal couldn't help laughing when he thought of the unfortunate pair of pants that were destroyed by Gale's black magic during the quarrel.

Grindelwald sat next to Dumbledore's desk, supporting his head with one hand and holding a quill in the other. He slowly shook the pen from side to side and looked down at the book open on the table.

Half of his face was buried in the shadows, and no expression could be seen. He only opened his eyelids when he heard Dumbledore's laughter.

Dumbledore looked up and smiled at his old lover with his blue eyes.

"She is as naughty as you once were."

Grindelwald sneered: "I am not as naughty as her."

Dumbledore smiled and teased, "Really?"

Grindelwald didn't say anything else, but just slowly turned the page of the book.

Dumbledore then stopped talking and continued to read the letter, laughing from time to time.

……

As night falls, the whole school is immersed in silence.

Because he had been running around today, and even went to a seaside cave, and was disgusted by the mischief of the naughty kids, Dumbledore went to wash up now, contrary to his habit of taking a shower in the morning.

He took off his clothes and folded them neatly aside, then walked into the bathroom, closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm water slowly washing over his body, washing away the tiredness.

Grindelwald listened deliberately to the subtle sound of water coming from the bathroom, and waited patiently until his Al was halfway through his shower. Suddenly, he opened the bathroom door, reached out his hand, and blatantly took away the old headmaster's star-studded pajamas.

"Don't glare at me like that... I just think what you said this afternoon, Al, makes some sense - I need to learn how to steal other people's pants."

The old devil, who was leisurely enjoying the somewhat embarrassed and angry glare of his old lover, deliberately said this, raised his eyebrows, and showed the kind of lively and evil, cunning smile that was common in his youth, as if a prank had succeeded.

Since Mr. Grindelwald was not a faculty member, there was no faculty dormitory suitable for him in Hogwarts, and he could only live with the headmaster in the bedroom inside the headmaster's office - as to whether there really was no faculty dormitory, that was just a matter of words from the old headmaster.

But, anyway, since neither party has raised any objections, let’s just assume that there are indeed no suitable faculty and staff dormitories.

……

Being described as an evil Slytherin, a dark wizard by outsiders, especially the stupid lions of Gryffindor...

Normal snake reaction: Taunt back/Duel/Tell tales to the dean/Frame someone

Alison's reaction: (a weird, excited laugh) Hey! You're really good at judging people! I won't pretend anymore! I'm the evil Slytherin!

Recently, Alison has been often retaliated against by those Gryffindor lions who tried to tease the venomous snakes, and then became angry and shouted "evil Slytherin/dark wizard/faucet head". She feels that she has awakened more of the evil tastes of gamers.

She felt like she wasn't Slytherin enough!

She had the skills of black magic, strength, shrewdness, ambition, and tact, but she lacked the ability to frame someone.

The target of the frame-up must of course be the honest and dutiful Hufflepuff!

Gryffindor was in too much trouble to need framing.

As for Ravenclaw, they had just troubled the dean, so they should be let off - and Alison felt that if they raised the suspicion that a senior student was conducting strange and illegal research in the dormitory, it might not be considered a frame-up, and it might be the truth.

……

At dinner time one day, there were a few more Chinese dishes on the table.

The professors were very curious about the new food on the table. They tasted some with a knife and fork, and then praised it highly.

The British dishes commonly served at Hogwarts taste OK, but the cooking method is simple and we’re used to it – simple spices are used to remove the fishy smell, the dishes are fried, roasted, stewed and cooked to bring out the aroma of the ingredients themselves, and then they are served hot on the table.

Chinese food is much more complicated. In addition to the ingredients themselves, it also requires seasoning combinations, heat control and various steps. There are also many types of dishes.

It simply opens the door to a new world for your taste buds.

Alison even specially bought all the relevant seasonings before handing the recipe to the house-elf, and secretly used her father's authority as the headmaster to have the kitchen prepare and serve the dish.

My Father, the Principal

In addition, she maliciously added ice cubes to Grindelwald's beer.

Germans like pure beer and usually don't add ice to beer, because beer is already very light and adding ice will affect the taste - if you want to drink it cold, you can chill it.

The viciousness of this behavior is like adding pineapple to Italian pizza or adding strawberries to mapo tofu.

After squeezing Al's hand, Grindelwald was about to drink his beer when the ice cubes in the beer glass floated up, instantly disappearing the smile he had when he was chatting with Al.

"..."

No need to guess who did it.

Grindelwald stared at Alison with a half-smile, then returned to his expressionless face, picked up the ice with a levitation spell, picked up the glass and drank it all.

It seems that both German Muggles and wizards have the same attitude towards iced beer.

Alison nonchalantly forked up a piece of apple and began to chew it with a crunching sound.

Dumbledore tried hard not to laugh, his shoulders trembled slightly, his face turned red, and then he was glared at by his old lover next to him, his beautiful clear blue eyes looked back innocently.

On the table, the three Chinese dishes of braised lion's head, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and stir-fried snake segments had been divided up.

Alison stared at the professors dimly, and finally couldn't hold back her laughter. She spoke in a tone that was intentionally cold and evil, but with a hint of smile.

"…It seems that the braised Gryffindor head, the Ravenclaw cubs stewed with mushrooms, and the stir-fried chopped Slytherin all taste good."

!!!

what? !

All the professors were stunned, staring at Alison, and the air seemed to freeze.

Alison's innocent face.

"Oh, it's just braised lion's head, stewed chicken with mushrooms, stir-fried snake segments... Isn't this closer to life and more vivid?"

After several deans reacted, they looked at the empty plates with extremely interesting expressions.