HP Shavings Wizard

"..."

Seeing their reaction, Alison felt uncomfortable.

No, didn't they suspect that this was a joke? Did they just naturally assume that she was capable of such a thing?!

She is a good person!

I just learned the black magic!

This is black magic discrimination! Damn it!

Alison scowled.

"You really believed it... It's Professor Quirrell! And the snake-faced Voldemort on the back of his head~"

"I can't even eat breakfast here if you use the Cruciatus Curse on my classmates, okay? My dad was here last night!"

Looking at the dazed looks of the little snakes, Alison couldn't help but fall on the table laughing again.

"Yes~ Voldemort's face is wrapped in Professor Quirrell's big turban - you also took a year of Defense Against the Dark Arts class~"

!!!

The table was in a mess, like water dropped into hot oil, making a crackling sound, and I was shivering in fear after realizing it.

Merlin!

What kind of horrible thing was our former professor?

Mystery man?!

As for the Slytherin heir who once led the Death Eaters and claimed to be "pure blood supremacy", the mysterious man who must not be named, except for some diehards who advocate cruelty, most of the families with brains are now unwilling to see him return, and have not spent time looking for him.

At the beginning, everyone supported pure blood and protected their interests. But gradually, the mysterious man became more and more crazy. Not only did everyone lose their interests, but they also lost themselves and their families. If they were not careful, they would be hit by the Cruciatus Curse or the Killing Curse.

Voldemort is the type who uses the nice-sounding banner of pure-blood supremacy to lure others into his car, and as for how the car is driven afterwards - all he needs to do is drive it for pleasure.

Why do people sometimes act like die-hard fans? That’s because those who are not die-hard fans have to go see Merlin when they are discovered!

Not only his enemies, but also the ordinary people and even his own subordinates are afraid of him.

Most of the fanatical fans are in Azkaban, and they are very career-oriented and have no offspring.

The little brats who are still in Slytherin know something. Although they discriminate based on bloodline, they still dislike Gryffindor and they also yearn for power, but that doesn't mean they are not afraid of the You-Know-Who.

……

In the evening, year-end banquet.

The hall had been decorated in green and silver, representing Slytherin, for the past year. After all, they were the champions of the House Cup last year—in fact, they had won the championship for seven consecutive years. On the wall behind the guest of honor seats, there was also a huge banner with a silver snake painted on it. It was shiny and looked beautiful and rich.

Everything went as planned. When Dumbledore arrived, Professor McGonagall rang the bell at hand, and the noise in the hall gradually died down.

The old headmaster stood up happily, wearing a shiny and fashionable wizard robe with a black background and bright red plaid decoration.

“Another year has passed!”

"...Now, as far as I know, we have to hold the Academy Cup awards ceremony first. The specific scores of each academy are as follows:"

"Fourth place, Gryffindor, 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff, 352 points; second place is Ravenclaw, 426 points; and first place is Slytherin, 472 points."

Alison propped her face up underneath, drowsy.

The dean's mouth curled up slightly, and he was obviously ready to accept the college cup.

But in Alison's opinion, the homework cannot be reduced, the wizard level test cannot be added, the work cannot be used as a resume, and there are no prizes - what is the point of this useless mobile red flag? Change the limited-time costume of the auditorium?

She was against Ravenclaw's house cup because the dark blue and bronze color scheme was too dark and did not suit her aesthetic taste. She would prefer a blue and white color scheme.

She had no objection to other colleges. After all, each flag was beautiful in its own way, and her father was the headmaster of Hogwarts. So, if you rounded it off, all of these were her territory.

However, for the little snakes, the floating red flags and small red flowers are still very tempting. They are not mature enough to see through these.

There was a thunderous cheering and stamping of feet from the Slytherin table, and some people banged their goblets on the table.

For a naive professor who also failed to see through all this, this year's main plot "Gryffindor loses big points" was once again successfully completed, successfully turning Gryffindor into the bottom-ranked Gryffindor.

As for keeping an eye on Quirrell? That was a side quest. It was not until his target Potter entered the hospital wing that he learned from Dumbledore that Quirrell and Voldemort had gone to steal the Philosopher's Stone last night.

But as expected, an accident still happened...

Dumbledore looked around and cleared his throat again.

"Well done, Slytherin."

“However, several recent events must also be taken into account.”

"I still have a few final points to distribute..."

The dark-skinned young professor frowned and realized that things were not that simple, and his expression suddenly became bad.

After that, there was some temporary bonus points and praise for the little lions.

Originally, Alison was calm and had already decided to use Polyjuice Potion to dress up as her father next year and change the Gryffindor flag in the hall to that of Slytherin to play a good prank.

However, when she saw Dumbledore winking at Harry and the others in a playful and cute manner, and smilingly praising the innocent little animals until they blushed, her expression suddenly turned bad.

Dean! The winner of the House Cup has not been announced yet! Hurry up and stand up and struggle! Weasley, Granger, Potter and Longbottom are laughing so hard that their faces are broken. It's disgusting. Deduct points!

After adding back the points that Harry and his friends had been deducted for wandering at night, and making sure that his beloved little lions would not be blamed and ostracized for losing the house cup, Dumbledore looked at Alison with a smile again.

"…and, of course, Miss Grindelwald, who protected Harry from danger and stood up to the enemy."

"So, I'm going to give Slytherin fifty points!"

The disappointed Slytherins cheered again, and Professor Snape's tense expression relaxed slightly. Only Alison, whose prank plan was interrupted, had a strange expression.

The old fox who played with everyone's mentality smiled, his eyes full of joy and malice, and made a final summary.

"Of course, even without the Philosopher's Stone incident, I believe Slytherin would be the champion this year."

"So, I declare that the winner of this year's House Cup is - Slytherin!"

The decorations have remained the same every year and will continue for another year, which makes Alison a little tired of it. In fact, it is not bad to change them every day. Otherwise, it is the same every day and I don't know how many days to clean it.