HP Shavings Wizard

Faced with such remarks, or rather words that were vaguely accusatory, Grindelwald did not get angry, but just smiled.

"So what do you think is the difference between her and me now?"

Dumbledore looked at the little girl who was clinging to Gale and looking at him with a smug and provocative look, and his calm expression paused.

"…You wouldn't be as childish as her."

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Alison opened her eyes wide, and her expression became rather exasperated after she realized what was happening, unable to maintain her previous lazy elegance.

Is there any logical connection between this conversation?

Why are you suddenly talking about her childishness?

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing.

Grindelwald smiled even more happily. He looked at Alison: "…What do you think?"

Alison snorted coldly and asked him another question: "Why do you usually use the Unforgivable Curse?"

Grindelwald's tone was relaxed, and he didn't seem to be mentioning the Unforgivable Curses that were taboo in the wizarding world.

Although there are other reasons for using those, such as clearing obstacles and conflicts of interest, the most fundamental and common reason should be...

"Because they make me unhappy."

Alison nodded, and after him, she lightly said what the gamers thought.

"You used the Unforgivable Curses because you were unhappy, but I would be unhappy if I didn't use the Unforgivable Curses."

This statement was so crazy that both parents remained silent.

After a moment, Grindelwald smiled again.

"You are worse than me."

Dumbledore shook his head and looked at the two Grindelwalds calmly: "...You two are very dangerous."

Alison burst out laughing and corrected him, finding it very amusing that her father, the old devil, was outdone in terms of evil.

"Gellert seems to be better? At least he has some sense of responsibility?"

Grindelwald immediately understood what she meant. "Are you mocking me?"

Alison tilted her head innocently, not caring: "Maybe? But you don't care about this, right?"

Grindelwald raised the corner of his mouth: "...Indeed."

Dumbledore, who was sitting across from them, sighed, "You two really are alike... But I still hope Alison can retain a little bit of her innocence."

Alison blinked her blue eyes under her red hair in a lively and cute manner, and her expression immediately became innocent and naive.

"Am I not innocent?"

"You are very smart, but smart people often tend to become cold." Dumbledore stared at her.

Alison was smiling widely, and the happiness that came from the bottom of her heart could not be faked. Her face, eyes and mouth were all filled with smiles.

"No? Haven't I always been lively and cheerful?"

Dumbledore smiled bitterly and shook his head: "…If you were really lively and cheerful, you wouldn't have asked those questions just now."

So Alison thought carefully for a moment and revised her previous speech.

"Well, only in front of people who are worth the effort, like you, Gellert, and Bathilda."

Dumbledore seemed relieved: "…That's good."

Alison smiled and became curious again: "Do you want to see if I am different from Voldemort? Is there still love?"

Dumbledore paused for a moment when she guessed this: "...You could say that."

Alison tilted her head in confusion: "…Is this important?"

Although the theme of this world is love, Alison cannot understand it intellectually.

Her feelings came from the love that Dumbledore and Grindelwald had for each other when they made the blood pact, but she just had that love and was even willing to sacrifice for them, but she just couldn't understand the true power of the love that her father talked about.

In her eyes, many things can be achieved through calculations and layouts, and love is just one of the positive emotions in human nature that can be designed. She acknowledges the existence of this power, but does not think it is decisive.

Dumbledore looked at her seriously and said gently but forcefully: "...very important."

Alison asked slowly, frowning in even greater confusion.

"…even if it doesn't make me any less sinful?"

Dumbledore smiled, relieved and amused.

"But you didn't really do anything evil, did you?"

Alison closed her eyes and spoke in a light voice, unable to tell whether this relaxed attitude of his was a reminder or a warning.

“…That’s just for now.”

Dumbledore's eyes were deep and gentle, like the surface of the sea with undercurrents: "...as long as you don't give up on yourself."

Alison laughed quietly, "That can't be called giving up. Sin is also my right."

"But you need to understand that sin will destroy you."

"impossible."

Bathilda came back with a fresh cup of tea, holding the handle of the teapot through the towel, just in time to hear this.

The old witch put down the hot teapot, touched Alison's head, and patiently educated and persuaded her.

"Kid, you can do whatever you want, but you must be responsible for your actions."

Hearing this, Alison chuckled with pleasure and immediately started to bring up some negative examples.

"But that wasn't necessary when Gellert was wanted before! All he needed was the ability to defeat the Aurors and escape prison at will!"

Bathilda was speechless for a moment and looked at a bad example.

Grindelwald drank his tea and glanced at her casually, his eyes revealing the arrogance and arrogance that was common in his youth. It was obvious that he did not think there was anything wrong with his daughter's idea.

"It's true... As long as you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want."

Bathilda glared at her great-nephew.

The historian was not overly angry or critical of Grindelwald's previous war and attempt to overturn the Statute of Secrecy. After all, she knew that under the tide of history, at a critical point where there were many contradictions and changes needed to be made, no one knew which path to choose for the best future.

But she was visibly angry about such remarks that would corrupt children.

“This is not something to be proud of!”

Grindelwald didn't care, and his cunning, bewitching silver tongue once again emphasized his thoughts.

“Strength itself is a kind of capital.”

Dumbledore was helpless: "Powerful forces need to be guided correctly."

Grindelwald glanced at his old lover: "If you are strong enough, the world will change for you."

Dumbledore really couldn't convince him, no matter which time, he could only smile bitterly: "...If you want to say that, I have no objection...but I still hope that Alison can become a gentle person."

Bathilda also stared at Alison, her loving eyes showing concern: "You can do it, Alison."

However, Alison immediately retorted that she was willing to obey this friendly elder on ordinary issues, but she could not change her mind on matters of principle, and it was not good to lie or deceive.

"I don't! I'm a fun person! I'm not a gentle guy who gets bullied!"

"You kid..." Bathilda sighed and looked at Dumbledore inquiringly, "I still think she needs a friend of the same age."