HP Shavings Wizard
Chapter 187: Thinking every day
Dumbledore sighed, watched the young wizard run away, then looked down at the diary Horcrux in his hand.
As if it sensed that a different person had taken over, no longer that speechless and stupid kid, the diary absorbed the contents of the novel, quickly turned blank, and then a line of words appeared on it.
[Who are you? Why are you holding my diary? ]
"..."
Dumbledore did not write anything, but just stared at it silently with complicated eyes - his memory stayed at the sixteen-year-old Tom, who had opened the Chamber of Secrets, killed Myrtle with the Basilisk, and put the blame on Hagrid.
It seemed that the series of wrong situations made young Tom lose his patience, and the tone of the words in the diary became stronger.
【Who are you? Answer me! 】
The old principal could even recall how Tom had ordered him in a fierce, loud and intimidating voice when they first met.
He still didn't respond, but just closed the diary again.
There was no point in talking to the Horcrux, he just needed to destroy this evil thing once and for all.
The slender fingers slid across the cover, but saw something eye-catching.
The previous name of Tom on the cover had been crossed out by Alison, and now it was changed to: Tom·Yingxueyuhanling·Xuelichi·Mei·J·Q·Antalya·Shangmengxunmei·Hathaway·Roserosetear·Yuling·Riddle.
Dumbledore stared at the long list of strange, flowery, and second-year names in the diary, and couldn't help but twitching his lips.
Although he knew that Tom hated the ordinary name that came from his Muggle father, and even changed his name to Voldemort, but the unique name that Alison changed...
Tom probably wouldn't like it either...
The old principal, who always likes fancy things and dotes on naughty children, really can't appreciate this taste.
He silently lit a candle for Tom in his heart, hoping that Tom would not mind the naughty child.
Although Tom is probably furious now.
Naughty kids are really killer.
Thinking of the lovely Alison, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile lovingly. Then he heard the portraits panickingly reporting that the naughty child who had run away was loudly promoting the Avada Cult in the school.
"..."
Couldn't be cuter.
……
late at night.
Perhaps because he thought too much about Tom and Alison during the day, Dumbledore had a strange dream.
He dreamed, or rather recalled, the memory of Voldemort coming to Hogwarts to apply for a job, but that Voldemort turned into Alison.
In the darkness, pale blue snowflakes drifted past the window and piled on the sill outside, where Fox was sleeping soundly on his perch.
Dumbledore waited, and soon there was a knock on the door: "Come in."
A strange creature wearing a green robe with a lightning pattern and a snake hat like a faucet on his head slid in gracefully on tiptoe from outside the door.
Alison plopped down in the chair in front of him without any ceremony.
The younger principal was almost blinded by the glare. He blinked and forced himself to adapt to the unique new applicant in front of him.
The faucet head was lazy and went straight to the point.
"Professor Dumbledore, I heard you became the headmaster? Can I go in through the back door?"
Although Dumbledore was accustomed to Alison's strange words and deeds in the past, he still felt his eyes twitching when he saw it again.
He stood up and quickly walked to the wine cabinet to get himself a drink, pretending that he didn't hear the cheating remarks.
Seeing him grabbing a drink, Alison immediately made a request without hesitation: "I want hot cocoa!"
The headmaster's mouth twitched, he picked up the magic wand and waved it, and a cup of hot cocoa appeared on the table.
He poured himself a glass of wine and sat back down at his desk, going through the formalities as he remembered.
"So, Alison, what brings you here?"
Alison didn't answer immediately, but just took big gulps of the hot cocoa with a serious and deep expression.
"They don't call me 'Alison' anymore, now I'm called-"
Hearing this strange yet familiar answer, Dumbledore felt his heart beating faster and was filled with an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, the strange creature on the other side fluently recited a string of names without waiting for his response.
"Avada·Crucia·Soul Out of Body·Leiyue Aiya·Ximengyue·Yuelan·Lanying·Zidie·Lixin·Leiqiluo·Feng·Yanyuan·Shiluo·Jiuxi·Yuyan·Yelolilan·Ningyubing·Dumbledore·Grindelwald!"
The principal almost spit out the wine he had just drunk. His eyes twitched even more violently. He tried hard to control himself to stay calm and not lose his composure.
"…Alison, that's too long a name."
The atmosphere in the headmaster's office changed subtly. Dumbledore refused to use the name chosen by the Avatar, and was also refusing her to dominate the conversation - of course, it might also be because the name was too long and contained an Unforgivable Curse, which was really hard to pronounce.
Alison was relentless and shameless. She shook her head, and the faucet-like snake hat on her head also shook with a wise look in her eyes.
"Then you can call me dear!"
The expression on Dumbledore's face was almost unable to hold back. He tried his best to behave like a kind, tolerant and generous elder in front of the naughty child.
But seriously, it's hard.
Looking at the strange creature in front of him, he took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and continued the torturous meeting. Smartly, he did not dwell on the question of address, but just tried to change the topic and focus.
"Why on earth have you come to Hogwarts all of a sudden?"
After a moment of silence, Alison took a deep breath while bearing Dumbledore's expectant expression.
"I'm back... I'm here to ask you to allow me to return to Hogwarts to teach. You must know that I have seen and done a lot since I left here. I can teach students things that they cannot learn from other wizards..."
Dumbledore looked at her over the cup for a moment and spoke calmly.
"Yes, I know you've seen and done a lot since you left here, and the rumors about you have spread to your alma mater, Alison. If they are half true, I'm very sorry."
Alison was not serious at all. With a happy expression on her face, she decisively blew up her truck.
"That's right! I blew up Azkaban! I also took the Death Eaters to steal the tributes from other people's graves!"
The principal almost fell off his chair, and he quickly held onto the table to stabilize himself. He suspected that he had heard wrongly, and his voice was trembling as he asked the question.
"--What did you say?!"
Alison boasted shamelessly: "I'm a Death Eater! What's wrong with blowing up prisons, stealing tributes from the dead, and dancing on graves? Even if I throw dung bombs at the door of the mortal enemy of the Order of the Phoenix next door, I'm still great!"
Dumbledore felt like his head was about to explode.
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