HP Shavings Wizard

It seemed that the kitchen sensed that the dishes were empty, and the house-elves enthusiastically filled them up again.

Smelling the rich aroma of Chinese food, Dumbledore coughed twice after a moment of silence.

"…Alison."

Alison forked up a lion's head and took a bite: "Hmm?"

Dumbledore was helpless: "How could you..."

Alison interrupted her father, stared at him, and took another vicious bite of the lion's head.

"Gryffindor needs to eat more heads!"

Grindelwald next to him almost laughed out loud, coughed lightly, tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, and held Dumbledore's hand.

Alison deflected the hatred and said something meaningful.

"By the way, the dish is named after Hufflepuff House... You may have noticed that there are no badgers here."

Professor Sprout blushed slightly and coughed awkwardly.

She really couldn't be sure whether this was something from her own academy. Although she believed that the badgers were all honest children, recipes were just...

Apart from Hufflepuff, there shouldn't be any other houses doing research...

Professor Flitwick smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Okay, it's just the name of a dish."

Alison smiled evilly and cut a chicken leg with a knife: "Hehe, a Ravenclaw cub's leg!"

The smile on the old man's face froze, and he coughed twice amid everyone's laughter: "...This is indeed...a bit bad..."

Alison laughed and fell beside her father, and continued to make up for it: "...next time, when we roast an adult chicken, we can just call him the Headmaster of Ravenclaw."

Professor Flitwick couldn't laugh anymore: ...

After laughing for a while, Alison returned to her normal self, looked at Dumbledore with a serious face and a sneer.

"So, I want to report Hufflepuff House for being ambitious and intending to rebel. This crime is unforgivable!"

Professor Sprout's eyes widened: !!!

"They deliberately chose a creature like a badger, who would fight back if he didn't obey, as the school representative! This is obviously a hint and provocation!"

In the background of Guarjia Allison at this time, the usually gentle Professor Sprout was hesitant to speak, and interrupted in a trembling voice.

"...Ms. Grindelwald, you don't have to interpret it that way..."

Alison ignored the innocent badger who was framed and gave a passionate speech.

"And! Those recipes for cooking all the colleges! They want to eat up all the other colleges! To dominate the world!"

Unable to defend himself, the Hufflepuff Headmaster gave up struggling completely and decided to go back and write a letter of complaint to the old headmaster.

Dumbledore was shaking with laughter at Alison's serious nonsense.

Professor Snape had a gloomy face, thinking that if he didn't take care of the devil in his own college, he would tear down Hogwarts.

If you dare to slander the dean today, you will dare to...

Dumbledore could not be trusted to discipline his daughter.

As for the other parent, Grindelwald...

Who would expect the old devil to take care of the children? The old devil is lucky enough to be able to take care of himself.

"…That's enough, Miss Grindelwald."

Alison glanced with disdain at her own dean who was trying to sabotage her. She felt that the gloomy Snape did not understand the joy of framing others at all.

"Slytherin is about to be cut into pieces! Headmaster, you are not panicking at all!"

Professor Snape took a deep breath and said with a light sarcasm.

"Ms. Grindelwald, I think you have too much free time - perhaps you can help with the house-elf duties."

Alison gave her a malicious smile, which was meaningful.

"I am indeed free, so I even have the leisure to predict the future related to you, Dean~"

The young professor stared at the strange transparent right eye of the Grindelwald family, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still sneered and threatened.

"You'd better not say anything you shouldn't."

Alison laughed so hard that her body shook, and talked about the strange plot of the unlucky child in the original book, who got close to the person and fooled him with his big move.

"In the future, Harry named his son: Albus Severus Potter~"

"How does it feel to be caught in the middle and be his son?"

Professor Snape's face was dark, and veins on his forehead bulged: Gryffindor! Potter! Deduct fifty points!

The other professors were slightly stunned, subconsciously thinking of the bad relationship between Harry and Severus, and after coming to their senses, they tried hard to hold back their laughter and tried to maintain the friendship among their colleagues.

In an overly funny situation, Dumbledore suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth and played the role of a serious and dignified headmaster.

Alison glanced at her father's serious face and treated everyone indiscriminately.

"And that little Albus was gay with Malfoy's son!"

Maybe the name Albus also has a bonus, that is, she will become the wife of her arch-enemy?

She doesn't reject homosexuality, but with this name and the relationship between her father and her parents, it's really strange, plus the plot... no wonder it's an official fan fiction.

This strange gossip made the professors silent, and some professors subconsciously glanced at Dumbledore.

Complex, shocked, dazed...

Dumbledore's eyes darkened slightly, he cleared his throat and warned jokingly.

"…Alison, this topic is not suitable for further discussion."

It's not just because it's too funny, but also because of the deep meaning behind the name - naming children after elders is a traditional practice to express respect, remembrance and gratitude for the deceased.

Are he and Severus both the ones being commemorated...

Although everyone probably just thought that Alison was just talking nonsense and causing trouble for her own headmaster as usual, Snape's identity as a spy could not be exposed...

Alison crunched her apple.

Maybe it's human nature to gossip. She is particularly excited now and wants to reveal more gossip.

"Then let's change the subject - I heard that Harry will have twelve children in the future."

Thinking of the skinny black-haired, green-eyed little first-year wizard, all the professors' expressions cracked.

A couple giving birth to twelve children... For a wizard with few children, it is too terrible. The family cannot prosper in this way.

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

The Weasley family, who were famous for having many children, only had seven.

“…Merlin!”

Professor McGonagall felt her scalp tingling at the thought. Professor Sprout covered his chest and, like Professor Flitwick, showed a look of horror.

Professor Snape looked gloomy.

“…This is truly the most absurd rumor I have ever heard.”

Alison finally confessed: "This is Professor Trelawney's prophecy. I foresaw what she would say in the future."

Hearing this, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief and patted his daughter's head: "Professor Trelawney's predictions do come true sometimes, but not all of them."

But the little red-haired wizard smiled mysteriously at his father and put his index finger to his lips.

"Hush! Believe in the prophet! Whether it's Grindelwald or Trelawney... her predictions are always accurate, but the timing of their realization is very subtle."