HP Shavings Wizard

Of course, such words would not work, and Alison still hoped to attract her father's vigilance and attention.

She chuckled and uttered slowly and softly.

"…dream!"

Being disobeyed by the little wizard on a matter of principle, Dumbledore's face became stern again: "...Alison."

Alison had never been afraid of him, she just smiled with pursed lips, and her expression was inexplicable as she whispered.

"Even if I really promised, so what? Do you really believe it? Even if it is a magic oath, there are many ways to deliberately circumvent it. The most untrustworthy thing in this world is the human heart..."

As a blood alliance under a magical oath, the thing they least believe in is the oath.

This has to be said to be a kind of irony.

Just like Dumbledore and Grindelwald...

All the vows made to each other turned out to be empty in the end.

Dumbledore said seriously, "Of course I know that. But you should know that the oath is not meaningless."

Alison stated the fact with a half-smile on her face.

"But it really means nothing to a liar like me."

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed in a gentle tone under her smiling gaze.

"Alison..."

"Of course I know you're cunning."

"But I won't give up on you because of this."

Dumbledore raised his hand and stroked his daughter's soft red hair, saying softly: "I know what kind of person you are."

Alison's eyes flickered slightly.

She heard her father whisper and her eyes widened slightly.

"You're smart, powerful, and... cute."

Dumbledore smiled, and his smile was inclusive and warm, not his usual childish happiness and playfulness.

He promised softly.

"So, I won't give up on you."

Subconsciously, Alison gave Grindelwald a smug look.

Her face still had that familiar smile on it, and although she was obviously pleased by the words, she still didn't look moved.

Grindelwald reminded in a joking tone.

"I don't think, Al dear, that you have just said anything which will move her."

Dumbledore seemed to have expected this.

He just stared at Alison calmly.

"I know you're not the kind of person who's easily moved."

"You are very clear-headed and know what you want. You won't be shaken by one or two words."

Gradually, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But you won't really resist others being nice to you."

Alison glanced up at him nonchalantly, very coldly: "...Of course, freeloading is always good, and other people's behavior will not affect my stabbing in the back later."

Dumbledore was so amused by the child's stubbornness that he said, "Alison!"

Alison lazily asked back, "Dear teacher, are you trying to teach a poisonous snake?"

Dumbledore sighed: "I am trying to understand you."

Alison's expression gradually became cold and arrogant, telling a reality.

"It is impossible for people to truly understand others. Empathy will never exist."

Dumbledore shook his head, and there was a childlike persistence in his bright and beautiful blue eyes.

"But I believe that love can transcend everything."

Alison's eyes were cold and her expression became even more impatient, like an enraged snake.

"But I prefer unique things... If you expect to treat me with the kind of love you would give even to your classmates, it will only irritate me."

"..."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, staring at the little wizard, and spoke slowly and sincerely.

"No… not like that."

“Love is a skill and a choice.”

"You can choose to love, or not to love."

"But I will always choose to love you."

Alison closed her eyes, unable to tell what she was thinking, and when she opened her eyes again her tone was frivolous.

"Then as a friendly warning, I suggest you don't try to impress me, that would be more dangerous."

"You should have discovered that Gellert and I have some similarities: we are both the kind of people who would take away everything from the one we love in order to get him or her."

Dumbledore listened calmly, his tone firm.

"I know. But I'm not afraid of this."

"Because I believe that love can change everything."

"Including, changing you."

Almost feeling burned by the dazzling gesture of such determination and courage, Alison turned her face away slyly, as if she was busy observing Grindelwald's expression, with a smile that was obviously a provocation and a show-off.

Dumbledore followed her gaze.

Grindelwald had a half-smile on his lips and ignored Alison's childish provocation, staring at Dumbledore with burning eyes.

Dumbledore felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he coughed lightly and looked away.

Alison moved closer, standing between the two men, making a deliberate effort to hide Daddy.

Even if she wants to help them get back together, it doesn't mean she doesn't want to stick with her dad alone. Anyway, the progress seems to be pretty good now, so it shouldn't matter if she slows it down a bit.

In response to his daughter's glare and obvious little thoughts, Grindelwald raised the corner of his mouth in a mocking arc.

Even without seeing Gellert's expression, Dumbledore could tell what was going on over there. He felt quite helpless about it.

It seemed that he could no longer maintain his calmness when facing these two difficult Grindelwalds, one big and one small.

"you two…"

Both of them looked at him.

Dumbledore sighed.

"Why can't you...just get along?"

Alison responded playfully with her eyes rolling.

"That depends on when you split yourself into two."

Dumbledore choked.

As Gellert watched with interest, Dumbledore began to have another headache.

Alison hummed and taunted, beginning to express undisguised jealousy and malice.

"Do you do this to every student you like? You'll be filled with love, try to understand them, and love them forever."

Dumbledore was stunned, then smiled helplessly: "Of course not."

Alison stared at him closely, observing his expression as he pointed out people, and clearly would not allow him to lie.

"...Scamander, Hagrid...those students you favored who were expelled..."

Dumbledore regarded her tenderly.

"They are my best friends and most trusted partners."

Alison said sarcastically, shaking her head.

"Oh, how many best and most trustworthy people do you have, my dear teacher? Obviously the word "most" should be the only one!"

"It's definitely Professor McGonagall, as are several other headmasters. There's also Scamander, Hagrid, the Weasleys from the Order of the Phoenix... and soon there's Potter, right? Maybe they'll even consider including his friends."

Dumbledore opened his mouth choking at this string of sarcasm.

When he came to his senses, he saw that Alison's smile was hiding dissatisfaction and anger, which gave him an even bigger headache.

"Listen to me, Alison."

“I’m not like this to everyone.”

"You and Gellert are different from everyone else."

Grindelwald also looked over with a burning gaze, and it was obvious that he was very interested in these rare confessions.