HP Shavings Wizard

At the back door of the bar, there is a small patio surrounded by walls, a few clumps of weeds and a trash can.

Alison stared for a moment at the trash can used to locate the bricks.

All the people who can see the Leaky Cauldron are wizards, so why bother to take off your pants and fart at the back door of the bar, and why bother to knock on the wall to open the door? With the unreliable look of the adults outside, even if they met a little wizard without a wand, they would help open the door. Who can be stopped by such a wall?

Grindelwald observed her behavior with great interest, and had no intention of taking the initiative to teach her how to get to Diagon Alley.

Alison looked furtively at the small game map that only she could see. No one was going to Diagon Alley at the moment, and the drunkards were all chatting and making a lot of noise in the tavern.

She used a vanishing charm on the trash can, and a cleaning charm to remove the traces of the trash can that had been on the ground for years. After finishing her trick, she quickly turned around and dragged her smiling old father into Diagon Alley and slipped away.

Grindelwald couldn't help but laugh: "Albus would probably be troubled to see your destructive power."

Hearing this, Alison's expression was rather smug and proud. She turned her eyes and began to take the initiative to accuse: "You, an adult, don't teach children well at all. You don't even know to stop me when I'm making trouble."

Grindelwald was unimpressed: "Teach you well? I won't ask for trouble."

Alison glanced at him and didn't know how to retort for a moment.

It was not until she was hiding from the golden sunshine of early summer, walking on the gravel road among the sparse pedestrians, holding a bowl of chocolate ice cream in Florin's cold drink shop, that Alison's expression became noticeably happy and cheerful.

The cold drink shop was very cool, isolating the temperature outside the glass window. The little wizard looked at the berry ice cream in the hand of the old father sitting opposite him greedily, secretly observing his expression.

“Yours looks delicious…”

Grindelwald glanced at her and generously handed over the ice cream.

Alison scooped out a piece with an unused clean spoon and pushed her portion towards him, motioning for him to try it.

The two dark wizards shared each other's ice cream like children.

The smoothness and milky aroma of the ice cream, combined with the sweetness of berry jam and chocolate, melts in your mouth and tastes great.

Alison turned her head to look at the strange menu listed at the counter: "Well, it's a good thing you didn't order anything weird. There's even a multi-flavored bean banana split..."

Grindelwald chuckled. "Are you afraid of beans?"

Alison sighed. "No one is afraid of food. The word 'afraid' is a bit too much. But I really don't like to go to trouble. I know there will be strange tastes in it... What's the mental state of the guy who developed the shit taste? I can't think of anyone under what circumstances would taste the prototype."

Grindelwald laughed: "You are indeed very cautious, unlike someone..."

Alison tilted her head curiously, keenly aware of who the "someone" in his words was referring to.

"Did Albus eat with you?"

"We've done everything." Grindelwald said meaningfully.

Alison was so shocked by his sudden show that her face was expressionless: "I'm just curious about what kind of strange-flavored candy he has eaten. Is it that serious for you?"

Grindelwald curled his lips in amusement. "His reactions to vomit-flavored beans and slug candies are hilarious."

Curiosity was not satisfied. Alison took a bite of the ice cream and her expression was still dissatisfied: "Be more specific! Anyone who eats that flavor will have a weird reaction!"

"After he eats his nasty every-flavored beans, he'll give me a kiss, with his tongue..."

Alison felt disgusted. She couldn't tell whether she was disgusted by his description or his boastful attitude.

She shouldn't have such unnecessary curiosity.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Grindelwald stirred the ice cream, his expression happy and a little nostalgic: "He is indeed not cautious about candy. He is willing to try anything strange. He behaves properly and smartly in front of others, but only in private with me will he show his childish side..."

Alison choked on her dog food and muttered, "If it tastes bad, it shouldn't be called candy."

Grindelwald said meaningfully: "He likes sweets so much, but he is not afraid of hardship."

Alison immediately realized what he meant and stared at him, a little annoyed.

"What about you clicking on me?"

Grindelwald smiled. "No, I was just complimenting Albus."

Alison sneered and refuted him defiantly: "Have you ever heard of this saying? As long as young people can endure hardships, they will have endless hardships to endure in the future."

Grindelwald was slightly stunned, then he reacted and ruffled her red hair with a helpless smile.

Alison tried hard to maintain her bangs covering her eyes under his interference, but there was no disguise when her obviously transparent right eye was exposed.

Because they were entering from the Muggle world, before they left, one of them used human body transformation to change his eyes into the typical Germanic green color, and the other used bangs of his long red hair to cover his right eye.

Alison also used an extra name-changing card from the game world, changing her real name to "Alison Green" in an attempt to fool the admission book that Hogwarts used to detect the list of new students.

The sun was shining brighter outside the window, and there were fewer people walking around. After all, walking in a dark, heat-absorbing wizard robe on a hot day was not a pleasant experience. It was not yet summer vacation, the time for students to buy things for the new semester, and the shop assistants in the stores were lazily enjoying the leisure of the afternoon.

The owls in the pet shop were too lazy to hoot, and only occasionally could they make a soft, faint humming sound, as if they were talking in a sleep.

Alison remembered what he had said to fool Mrs. Figg before, and could not help but smile. She deliberately called her old father sweetly and gave him a higher generation.

"…Thank you, Grandpa~"

The corner of Grindelwald's mouth twitched and he almost choked on the ice cream in his mouth.

"Cough cough cough cough cough."

Seeing that she had pulled one back, Alison smiled happily.

Grindelwald wiped the ice cream stains from the corners of his mouth helplessly and glared at her: "... Stop it."

After eating the ice cream for a while, Alison secretly glanced up at him again: "How many Galleons did you bring?"

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow and didn't say a specific number, but his tone was casual and confident: "Enough for you to squander."

"Is it okay if I buy all the chocolate frogs at Honeydukes?"

"Sure, as long as you can eat it."

Alison hummed coquettishly, stirred the chocolate, scooped a large spoonful into her mouth, and spoke slurredly because it was so cold: "I can't eat it, I just want the Chocolate Frog picture cards inside... Don't you have any connections in the Chocolate Frog Factory? I want to move a box of Albus's father's pictures."

The old devil who had been concentrating on his career for the first half of his life was shocked by his daughter's wild and absurd idea. He twitched his mouth and said after a long while: "... Unfortunately, no."

Alison held her chin up to her hand and gave him some scientific information, observing his reaction with interest: "What a pity, that is a very memorable picture. The sentence [Defeating the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945] was added at the request of Albus' father."

Grindelwald was a little surprised, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He immediately guessed what Dumbledore meant: "He really is..."

This is the only time that Albus Dumbledore's name can rightfully be mentioned alongside Gellert Grindelwald's.

He was honored with the most painful day of his life.

As long as he wasn't removed from the Chocolate Frog card, he didn't care.