HP Shavings Wizard

"Of course, Gellert, if you wish, you can also participate in guiding Alison's studies." Dumbledore observed the reaction of his old friend.

In the end, the one who reacted the most was the little wizard Alison. She opened her eyes wide and asked, "Do you want him to be a professor at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore looked a little surprised. He didn't expect Alison to say that. "Alison, I didn't mean that."

"Mr. Grindelwald's current status is not suitable for being a professor at Hogwarts." He spoke slowly, paused, and chose his words carefully. When it came to the school's personnel matters, his words became subconsciously official.

"I mean, as your guardian, he can instruct you outside of school. Of course, he must abide by the relevant regulations of the Ministry of Magic and cannot teach you curse-related dark magic."

Black magic is divided into three levels: evil spells, poison spells, and curses from low to high. The curses include the three famous unforgivable curses: the Killing Curse, the Cruciatus Curse, and the Imperius Curse.

Hogwarts' attitude towards the Dark Arts is not very lenient, and there are no formal Dark Arts courses. However, for the mischiefs between young wizards, small curses, or even moderately harmful poisonous curses with minor consequences, at most they will be punished, but not expelled.

But illegal dark magic such as curses is treated much more seriously. It is no longer a problem between students, but someone should be sent to Azkaban.

Grindelwald chuckled: "It seems that, Albus, you don't trust me very much."

Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald seriously. "This is not a question of trust, Gellert. This is safety and responsibility."

"Fortunately." Alison chuckled, and was actually glad for it, with a look of gloating on her face. "I heard that Professor Quirrell, who was in charge of Muggle Studies, had a brain problem this year, and he was actually replaced by a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts... Hahaha, if Gellert really comes to Hogwarts as a professor, does that mean he will be asked to teach Muggle Studies?"

The old devil who secretly provoked the Muggle World War, regarded Muggles as livestock, advocated the supremacy of wizards, tried to overthrow the Statute of Secrecy, and led his followers to rule Muggles, went to teach Muggle Studies.

What a joke, that's right.

Dumbledore was slightly surprised, but quickly regained his composure and said thoughtfully: "Alison, you seem to know a lot about the school's personnel arrangements."

"You should still respect the professors. As for Gellert." He glanced at Grindelwald, and obviously understood Alison's joke, with a subtle expression, "...he is indeed not suitable for Muggle Studies class."

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow and half-jokingly said, "Muggle Studies? I'll rewrite the entire syllabus."

Alison laughed and fell into Bathilda's arms. Bathilda couldn't help laughing too and rubbed her back.

Obviously, this little episode eased the tense atmosphere.

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, then cleared his throat and continued, "Okay, is there anything else you want to ask? Regarding magic..."

Alison boredly scooped the last bite of ice cream from Grindelwald's bowl.

"I have learned about Hogwarts in advance. If you must tell me, I want to know the magic of the mirror space you used on Credence."

Dumbledore subconsciously looked at Grindelwald.

Half a century ago, Grindelwald bewitched Dumbledore's wandering nephew, Aberforth's illegitimate son, Credence the Obscure.

Grindelwald made the child believe that the Dumbledore family had abandoned him and sent him to assassinate Albus. However, he was pulled into the mirror dimension by his uncle who was well prepared and taught his nephew a lesson that what he saw was not always what was believed.

Dumbledore took a deep breath, his eyes became serious, and his gaze wandered between Alison and Grindelwald: "Alison, that past..."

"Mirror magic is profound and dangerous. It requires powerful magic and superb control... I don't think it's a good idea to discuss this with you now. You are too young - maybe you should wait until you are older. If you are still interested then, come and learn this from me."

Grindelwald was watching the fun and said, "Oh? I think she has a lot of talent. What if she can learn it?"

Dumbledore gave Grindelwald a stern look: "Gellert, don't encourage her!"

He sighed again and looked at Alison: "Alison, powerful magic is indeed attractive, but you are too young now. There are many interesting magics suitable for your age. Why don't you learn those first?"

It seems that when it comes to education, Albus is really authoritative, and he is very tough on both naughty children and naughty parents.

Alison thought so, then behaved and checked the time: "Okay, then how about finding a place to have lunch first, and then going to the snack shop and candy store in the afternoon? I can treat you."

This homely topic made Dumbledore's expression relax and he smiled gently: "Good idea, I know a good restaurant near Diagon Alley."

Grindelwald nodded in agreement. "After lunch, we'll go to Hogsmeade and visit Honeydukes and buy some candy and snacks - these are considered British specialties?"

Bathilda breathed a sigh of relief, looking pleased that the conversation had finally turned to something more lighthearted.

Dumbledore warned: "But, Alison, you don't have to treat us. Keep your pocket money for school."

So, Alison obeyed the orders and followed the adults out of the ice cream shop.

No matter how small the British wizarding world is, there are obviously more than just the few shops mentioned in the original book in Diagon Alley, and the restaurant Dumbledore mentioned is relatively close to Florin's Ice Cream Shop.

They came to the restaurant called Old Bill's. It was clean and tidy, and the decoration style was full of magic. Some Transfiguration dolls were playing on the shelves and bowing to customers. Golden balloons were floating in the corners and music was coming from inside.

Alison was very interested in the environment here and looked around curiously. There were quite a few guests in the restaurant, and the aroma of various foods mixed together was unexpectedly good.

On one wall of the restaurant hangs a moving magical portrait, in which wizards are holding a lively banquet.

Dumbledore smiled as he watched Alison's reaction and took the initiative to introduce it to her: "This shop has a long history. Its signature dishes are the color-changing stew and the dancing pudding."

The German wizard Grindelwald added skillfully, causing Alison to glance suspiciously: "And their butter beer is also delicious."

The young wizard's face wrinkled. "...Changing color and dancing? That doesn't sound very appetizing."

Dumbledore chuckled, "Don't worry, Alison, the food here tastes even better than it looks."

Bathilda gently suggested: "Little Ellie, there is also a 'mysterious surprise' here. It is a different magical dish every time. Do you want to try it?"

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow. "You can also try something more traditional. This place is also famous for its roast beef and Yorkshire pudding."

The adults seemed familiar with the place and had obviously eaten at this restaurant before.

The waiter approaches, waiting for their order.

Alison was obedient and a little cautious: "You guys choose, I haven't eaten it before..."

"Well, let's start by ordering some specials." Dumbledore nodded and said to the waiter, "I want a roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, as well as a color-changing stew and a dancing pudding."