HP Shavings Wizard

Dumbledore turned and glanced at her.

Alison smiled and turned her head to look back at her father, holding his arm, and looked critically at the two children in front of her.

"Just kidding - if he were a saint, London would be ablaze with a beautiful green light..."

Dumbledore ignored the joke that made outsiders break into a cold sweat and looked at Sirius again.

Professor McGonagall asked first.

"You have no idea how dangerous this is!"

Facing the Gryffindor headmaster who had disciplined him during his seven years as a student, Sirius felt a little uncomfortable, but then he showed an indifferent expression.

"Of course I know, but didn't we succeed?"

He was now somewhat fearless.

After all, he had graduated for so many years and had become a parent. He was determined to take the responsibility himself, so the school could not expel him or deduct points as punishment.

Professor McGonagall looked like she was going to eat Sirius, the unreliable and trouble-making parent, alive.

The old principal motioned for her to calm down. His sharp, bright blue eyes completely saw through Mr. Xiong's little thoughts, and he gave her a gentle warning.

"Since it was your idea, then the matter ends here. But I have to write to Arthur. After all, the car is his... Sirius, I must also warn you. I hope this is the last time. If you behave like this again, Harry and Ron will have to be expelled."

Harry and Ron were relieved.

Professor Snape, who had caught someone by the pigtail before, had a bad expression on his face.

The school really doesn't have the ability to punish parents whose children have already graduated, and many of the restrictions are only for unrestrained little wizards.

The Ministry of Magic wiped out the memories of six or seven Muggles. After investigating and finding out that it was an unintentional act, the most it sent to the adult wizards was a mild punishment such as a ticket or warning.

Dumbledore looked at Alison again.

The little red-haired wizard, wearing a beautiful red dress and riding a flying broom into the auditorium, seemed to have lost her memory and tilted her head innocently: "Chuck?"

The old father sighed helplessly: "You should also behave yourself."

Alison's eyes wandered guiltily, and she decisively changed the subject.

"...I think we should ask them why they came here in a flying car - of course, we all know that the term 'experience Muggle cars' is just a gimmick."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, then patiently indulged her meaning.

He had originally wondered if Harry's fame had gone to his head and he wanted to do something big by driving a fast car to show off.

But seeing the embarrassed and miserable looks of the little wizards, he calmed down a lot. And Sirius took all the responsibility, so the matter was over...

The old headmaster's gaze through his half-moon glasses softened slightly and he looked at the black-haired, green-eyed little wizard, intending to hear the real story.

"Harry, go ahead."

Harry hesitated for a moment and told the whole story.

The Weasleys were catching the train with them, but when it was their turn, they were suddenly unable to pass through the wall to platform nine and three-quarters. Because of this, they were a few minutes late, causing the train to leave, and then they chose to drive a speeding car to catch up with the Hogwarts Express...

The Slytherin Snake King snorted.

Dumbledore said nothing, but just listened quietly.

The Gryffindor Lion Queen frowned and said coldly, "Why don't you send an owl to us? I believe you have an owl, right?"

Alison suddenly interrupted the professor's questioning and lightly defended the speechless little subordinate.

"Dear Professor Cat, you have to understand one thing: for a young wizard who used to live in the Muggle world and has only been in the wizarding world for a year, it is difficult to remain calm and think carefully when encountering emergencies related to magic."

Facing Professor McGonagall's glare, she winked playfully, spoke in a long, smiling tone, and sarcastically shifted the blame.

"Of course, if you want to scold Harry's godfather, your former student, I have no problem with that."

"But as the head of Gryffindor, you have been responsible for disciplining Mr. Black for seven years, and yet he still behaves like an immature child - this sounds even worse..."

The old professor who received the pot was choked and his face turned red for a moment.

"It poses no threat to me in the academic world, but it will embarrass me in the education world"

"If you get into trouble in the future, don't say I'm your dean, otherwise I won't forgive you even if I'm thousands of miles away."

Dumbledore tried to smooth things over: "Well, Alison, I think Sirius will learn his lesson."

Snape glared at his mortal enemy and said sarcastically, "I can't see that - he doesn't think he did anything wrong at all."

After recovering from the embarrassment, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and stared sternly at the three people - including Sirius, who had already graduated - and warned them.

"If I find out you're in trouble again next time, I'll have to deduct a hundred points from my own house, Gryffindor!"

The other three were still unable to react, but Alison, a Slytherin who loved to have fun, had already started clapping and cheering to show her support and gloating when she heard the Gryffindor headmaster's announcement that he would deduct 100 points from her family.

The old professor was furious and turned around angrily, staring at her like an angry eagle.

"..."

How did this start again...

Dumbledore was helpless and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, let's go back to the party! Minerva, I have to make some announcements. Come on, Alison, Severus, there's a custard tart that looks delicious, I want to try it..."

Alison interrupted her father's excuse and mentioned the last adjective with a slightly disgusted expression on her face.

"Are you not going to get to the point? The cause of the incident is that the wall suddenly became impenetrable - deliberately preventing young wizards from entering school, and in such a... childish and stupid way."

The faces of several adult wizards changed slightly, and even Dumbledore frowned.

Professor Snape stared at her, hoping to get more specific information by asking: "What do you mean?"

They obviously reacted.

Alison frowned, a little impatient to explain such an obvious problem.

"Isn't the meaning very clear? Which of the two little wizards is more likely to be the target?"