HP Shavings Wizard

Alison pondered over it, and finally determined that her unreliable father had never mentioned it at all: "I... I'm not sure what generation Gellert is - he is my father."

However, this was enough for August to confirm his identity. He was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, obviously impressed.

"Gellert? That brat?" After laughing so wantonly, he stopped and complained with a smile, "That guy has been a restless person since he was a child."

"However, although he is a bit arrogant, he is indeed very strong and capable."

The old man looked at Alison and suddenly gave a sly smile, trying to seduce the child mysteriously.

"Little one, would you consider learning magic from me?"

Alison blinked her eyes. After reaching the maximum level, she suddenly met a teaching NPC. She felt a little confused: "... Then what can you do?"

August spoke proudly, and the confidence in his eyes and eyebrows was exactly the same as his father's.

"I know everything! I can teach you anything you can think of!"

"Do you know ancient magic?"

Allison reluctantly pondered for a moment and picked a direction that she wanted to research recently.

She has lowered her requirements and no longer asks questions about death, life, soul, the nature of energy, etc., which involve the rules of the world.

The old wizard was stunned again, then laughed, thinking that Alison was just deliberately making things difficult for him.

"Ancient magic?! The stuff that has been lost for hundreds of years? I only know some black magic, which is far inferior to the real ancient magic."

"But there shouldn't be many people using ancient magic..."

He suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence, like a chicken with its neck strangled, looking out the window in surprise, wishing he could stick his head out of the picture frame, and was speechless for a long time.

Alison pointed her wand out the window, and the dark clouds in the distant sky were dispelled by her ancient magic, leaving only a clear sky with bright stars twinkling in the night sky.

Changing the weather, attacking and destroying, removing emotions... this fundamental power of nature is always beautiful and dangerous.

The young wizard raised his chin proudly, childishly admiring the shocked expression of his ancestor, and began to show off: "I am the heir of ancient magic! I am also proficient in the Unforgivable Curse and Fiendfyre!"

August was startled back to his senses by her voice, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and he was so excited that he got up and paced back and forth in the portrait's living room.

"This is incredible! I've never seen a child as talented as you!"

He suddenly thought of something and quickly added, "In that case, you must not let that brat lead you astray!"

The old man had a serious face and kept complaining to the child, saying bad things about her father: "Gellert has been a lazy guy since he was a child. He always thinks about doing something big and has no intention of teaching you properly..."

Alison looked innocent, but her eyes were full of pleasure and malice, as if she was speaking her mind: "It's okay! Daddy has escaped from prison and married my dad!"

Daddy? Father? Marry?

His family wants a male daughter-in-law? !

That bastard Gellert came out?!

Then why are there children?!

Now the wizarding world has developed to the point where men can have children? !

August was shocked by the sudden incomprehensible amount of information. His eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Alison's lips, feeling that she might not be speaking German, but some strange foreign language.

Alison blinked, deliberately continuing to criticize the old-fashioned people with traditional ideas, and introduced herself politely on the surface.

"I am Alison, the daughter of Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore. Just call me Alison. My last name can be either of my two fathers. Anyway, I am the only child of both families."

The old man stared at Alison in a daze, unable to speak for a long time. It was not until he heard the little bastard in front of him couldn't hold back his giggles that he suddenly came to his senses, stared at her, and angrily accused her.

"How dare you, little girl, fool your elders like this!"

Alison said confidently: "I'm not lying, Daddy and Father came back to hold a wedding!"

August took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He had already decided in his heart that this was a lie, but he didn't want to argue with this seemingly well-behaved but actually vicious little bastard about this issue - he shouldn't have had any hope for Gellert's daughter, and the bastard's own child was most likely a little bastard too!

"Well, even if what you said is true..."

"But since you are Gellert's daughter, you must follow the rules of our Grindelwald family."

Alison tilted her head cutely, but it was clear that she couldn't fool her hapless ancestor who had seen through her true nature: "What rules?"

The good one is inheritance of course.

As for the bad ones, they are the dregs that should be cleaned up.

If it's troublesome but has benefits, you can leave it to dad and daddy to deal with the trouble, and Alison will get the benefits, since she is their only child anyway.

perfect!

August didn't know what the little wizard was thinking. He just stared at her, his expression became serious, and his tone was serious: "From today on, you are the heir of the Grindelwald family!"

"Wow!" Alison exclaimed, and immediately asked a strange question. It was obvious that she was very eager to exercise this right. "Then can I kick Gellert out?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The old wizard was shocked by Alison's train of thought. He never thought that the young wizard's first reaction after hearing this would be to kick his own father out of the house.

It's really better than blue.

It looks like that brat Gellert isn't going to have an easy time either, he totally deserves what happens to him!

He adjusted his expression and tried not to laugh: "Of course, as long as you have the ability."

Looking at Alison's sparkling eyes, August smiled meaningfully again.

"However, as the heir, you must also bear the corresponding responsibilities."

Alison was very curious and kept asking, "What responsibility?"

The old ancestor cleared his throat: "First, you have to learn how to manage family affairs..."

The little red-haired wizard interrupted and complained, "But, my father has been in prison for half a century, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with him..."

August's mouth twitched, and he ignored the kid's retort, and continued reading out the responsibilities of the heir according to the procedure.

"Ahem... Secondly, you have to work hard to improve your magic skills."

Alison obediently raised her hand, indicating that she wanted to interrupt, and then without anyone calling her, she directly corrected the old man's cognition.

"My magic level is high enough!"