HP Shavings Wizard

Alison pulled his sleeve in excitement and intimacy. She didn't care at all that the duel had just ended. She immediately started to act like a spoiled child and changed her attitude very quickly, even with a bit of schizophrenia: "Go find Albus dad!"

Practicing too much black magic will lead to some mental abnormalities, and coupled with his personality as a father, a certain black wizard put away his wand, sighed helplessly, and took his daughter, who suddenly became obedient and childish, by the hand: "Let's go."

"The magic you just used does not belong to this world." Grindelwald led Alison downstairs. As they walked, he suddenly stopped and looked at the guilty child with deep eyes.

Alison just used the Necromancer skills inherited from Diablo. The main plot of that game is to hunt down the three demons of hell. The protagonist is a demon-angel hybrid, so the skills are naturally powerful and strange, and can also damage souls.

She blinked and looked at her father's level 19 wizard panel. With an innocent and well-behaved look on her face, she took out an unused magic ring from the game space backpack and tried to bribe her father to shut up.

The ones she was able to keep were naturally the carefully selected top-quality ones, but they were replaced by stronger ones because their levels were too low.

On the game panel that only Alison could see, the specific information of the magic equipment was clearly displayed:

Manad's Healing (Unique Gold)

Ring Required Level: 15

7% Mana Stolen on Hit

Health Replenishment +8

Magic Rebirth 20%

+20 Health

This is a ring that enhances life and replenishes magic power, which can quickly restore Grindelwald's poor body in the harsh environment. It is normal for a normal wizard to live to nearly two hundred years old, not to mention a powerful wizard who has various means to prolong his life. He should not have lost all his teeth.

The magic in the Harry Potter world is subjective and will be affected by the will of the caster.

The old devil, who had been imprisoned in Nurmengard Prison for half a century and rarely used magic before, was disheartened by the failure of his career and was just about to escape from prison. His condition was visibly bad. The upper limit of the health bar and blue bar that Alison could see were both capped and not full.

Grindelwald took the ring, looked at it carefully for a moment, and put it on. The ring was strange and delicate, with a ruby ​​carved into the shape of a heart in the center, and blood vessels were finely connected to the ring setting, which was decorated with devil wings surrounding the heart.

The ruby ​​glowed slightly, and then the ring disappeared and was hidden, with only the sudden and rapid recovery of the body's rich vitality and magic power revealing its existence.

Grindelwald's eyes narrowed, realizing the extraordinary nature of the ring. He glanced at Alison, said nothing, and continued walking forward, tacitly accepting her bribe.

The wizarding world here actually has some magic props made by alchemy, but according to Grindelwald, who once ruled Europe and is well-informed, there is nothing that can compare to this ring.

If it was passed down in ancient times and known to people, it would probably be a magic item similar to the legend of the Three Hallows of Death.

The slightly rotten wooden stairs creaked when stepped on, and moss could be seen growing in the cracks of the walls. It was almost summer, and the Alps were a little humid, with a musty and humid air.

Alison was walking up the stairs, hearing the somewhat harsh sound. She was so annoyed that she simply used a levitation spell to lift herself up, moving lightly and nimbly a few centimeters off the ground.

Looking out the window, the snowy scenery of the Alps in the distance is quite nice.

Alison asked casually, a little off topic: "I won't give you a Christmas present, I've already given this one in advance. What Christmas present are you going to give to Albus's father?"

In fact, there is still half a year until Christmas, and she said this to test whether Grindelwald would contact Dumbledore within this year.

Although she broke out of prison in order to prevent Dumbledore from being killed, Alison thought that she would not just run up to Dumbledore and tell him everything.

Most prophets are riddlers, and professions like the Dark Lord also value status and initiative. It is in their interest to make huge profits by taking advantage of information.

Otherwise, what if her dear father Albus, after receiving the information, continued to put his old lover in jail, and sent his daughter who showed signs of being the Dark Lord to jail to live out her old age?

The warm holiday topic made Grindelwald's mouth slightly rise, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and he was in a good mood.

Alison snorted and glanced at him secretly, seeing some of his thoughts: "I must give it. Do you want to compete to see whose gift will shock Albus' father more?"

Grindelwald glanced at Alison and responded to the topic of Christmas presents with a calm voice: "You can't win."

Alison rolled her eyes. "Ha! Confidence coming from an old flame…"

Grindelwald chuckled. Even though they hadn't met for half a century, his tone was still confident and determined: "Because I know Albus."

The little red-haired wizard was a little unconvinced: "You speak as if I don't understand... just wait!"

The old devil walked down the stairs, his mouth curled up, his competitive spirit was no less than that of the young wizard: "Then wait and see."

Alison's eyes flickered as she prepared to set a trap: "Since we both think we will win, let's make a bet."

Grindelwald walked skillfully through the first floor hall of Nurmengard. He turned his head to look at Alison, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "The loser shall unconditionally promise the winner one thing."

Hearing this, Alison became a little hesitant and cautious, and cautiously added an additional condition: "You are not allowed to say conditions like a lifetime. It must be something that can be done immediately, or a long-term behavior within three months."

Grindelwald chuckled and said nothing, which was considered as his tacit agreement to Alison's proposal.

Most of Nurmengard's defensive magic had lost its effectiveness after being left unattended for half a century, but the anti-Apparition spell that Grindelwald had reinforced when he built it was still there, so one had to walk out before being able to teleport away.

Leaving the gate of Nurmengard and breathing the long-lost air of freedom, Grindelwald's gaze paused slightly at a sentence in German engraved on the stone wall at the entrance, feeling as if he were in another world.

For the greater good.

These were the words Albus wrote to him in the midsummer of that year. He later used them as the slogan for his great cause and worked hard for half a century.

Grindelwald murmured, reminiscing about his past self: "For the greater good."

Alison quickly destroyed this nostalgia and blinked her eyes: "Do you want to pry it off and keep it?"

The old father didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He touched the little head with long red hair next to him and said, "No, just let it stay on the wall."

Alison was spoiled and willful: "If Albus wanted to lock me up, I would definitely escape, unless he watched me in person! Then he would either quit his job to accompany me, or lock me up in Hogwarts!"

This idea was so outrageous and willful that Grindelwald tapped her forehead lightly.