HP Shavings Wizard

"Pug? Pervert?"

After he came to his senses, Dumbledore was about to say something when he heard Gale's faint voice.

Allison suddenly felt a chill on her back and was grabbed by the collar again. She shook her legs subconsciously, but didn't kick anything.

She was considered tall among her peers, but was obviously not as tall as her father who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Moreover, she was used to using levitation spells to keep her movements light, so she was very easy to carry.

Grindelwald looked at Alison with a sinister and dangerous smile, then picked up the naughty child and made her face Al, who looked helpless.

"…Can you please say it again?"

Alison changed her lines and spoke them out like a machine gun, but it was not because she knew how to read people's faces. In fact, she was still shameless and quite perverted.

"I clearly extinguished the candles and didn't use fluorescent lights, but the room was still very bright. I looked around for the light source and finally found that it was right in my heart. It's not because my heart is bright, but because I have you in my heart! Albus, you are my light, my sun!"

"...!"

The students around all gasped after hearing such corny love words.

Although he had seen many storms and had enough self-cultivation and determination to conceal his emotions, Dumbledore's face was now red, and his blue eyes glared at the naughty child in anger.

"Alison!"

He really didn't expect Alison to say such a thing.

In his life of more than a hundred years, this was the first time he had encountered such a straightforward and shameful confession!

Facing his father's call, the little red-haired wizard was still looking at him affectionately and responded with a bark: "Woof woof woof~"

As long as she is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!

Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding animals, Dumbledore really felt like he was suffocating. He was even so desperate that he started working on rebuilding the Hogwarts Castle from scratch.

Alison is usually a badass enough, and now she's barking like a dog in public?

How did she develop such a thick face?

This is no longer a naughty child, this is a little hooligan.

Grindelwald, who was completely enraged by the little bastard, tightened his grip on the person and stared at Alison, emphasizing every word.

"good very good."

The little red-haired wizard was still making provocative faces in defiance.

The old devil suddenly smiled, but the smile was a little scary. The next second, he suddenly attacked and threw Alison out of a large window in the corridor.

The old headmaster didn't have time to stop her, and subconsciously hurriedly approached the window anxiously, almost forgetting that his daughter was proficient in the levitation spell.

The red-haired little wizard was grinning and leisurely using Transfiguration before falling into the Black Lake. He transformed the air in front of him into a large ball of rose petals, which exploded in mid-air towards the window.

Red rose petals fluttered around Dumbledore, and roses grew on the surrounding stone walls and corridors.

Green branches winding and twisting out vibrantly, quickly turning from buds into bloom, and an ordinary open space at the end of the corridor turned into a small flower bed in the blink of an eye.

Standing among the flowers, Dumbledore looked up and watched the rose petals fluttering and falling on him, like a grand and romantic confession.

Exclamations of students rang out all around.

Dumbledore reached out and caught a petal, then gently put it to his nose and sniffed it.

The scent of roses fills the air.

He couldn't help but smile and his mood suddenly became very good.

Grindelwald, who was standing next to him, looked at the smile on Al's face, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He inexplicably felt that this scene was extremely annoying.

The little bastard was really good at pleasing Al.

It's just a rose, what's the big deal! So cliche!

He will take Al to a more beautiful place later!

Thinking of this, a well-known jealous person in Europe suddenly felt much better. He waved his magic wand, and all the roses disappeared without a trace.

The small animals sighed with regret, secretly observed Professor Grindelwald's unfathomable expression, and quickly shut up and scattered.

The scent of roses here is too strong and a bit uncomfortable. We have to take Al away quickly.

Grindelwald had a smirk on his face as he grabbed Al's wrist and dragged his lover out of the castle.

Today was Valentine's Day, and he wanted to seize the time to be alone with Al.

Dumbledore did not struggle, but followed him obediently, looking at Gale's back with a faint smile.

Today is Valentine's Day, and he also wants to spend some time alone with Gail.

Gail's jealous look just now was kind of cute.

The old principal decided to tease him, so he reached out and poked the back of the person in front of him.

"...?"

The old devil stopped and turned around.

Dumbledore smiled, winked playfully and cutely, and asked quietly: "Were you jealous just now?"

Grindelwald pursed his lips, looking a little unnatural after his previous childish behavior was suddenly pointed out by him.

Dumbledore's smile grew wider and he leaned closer to his lover, until their noses were touching.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my dear Professor Grindelwald~"

Being stared at by those charming blue eyes with mischievous meaning, Grindelwald felt that his heart was like a goblin pounding under his ribs, but he still tried to maintain his composure and suppress the desire that was surging in his heart.

Seeing through his disguise, Dumbledore tilted his head, his smile sly, and took the initiative to place a light kiss on his lips. The hot air he exhaled while whispering blew on his lips, making them numb and tingling.

"Gail, your ears are red."

He kissed her, and Grindelwald's heterochromatic eyes were fixed on him. He felt all the blood in his body rushing to his head, and his ears were getting hotter and hotter, and were touched by the hands that were wrapped around him.

Just like the first time two young people went out together in the summer, away from their families and trivial matters, with only burning love in their hearts...

They were by the stream, and used magic to conceal their presence.

Al took off his small gold-rimmed glasses, with a sly smile on his face, staring at him, while casually sliding one of the frames across his lips, how tempting...

Sunshine, bushes, streams, insects chirping, and two young people who curiously fumbled with each other and finally rashly promised to spend their lives together...

Grindelwald recalled with nostalgia and lingering affection.

It was Al who seduced me first.

He also made a promise at that time, a vow for me, a vow for us.

He promised to be with me forever, he promised.