HP Shavings Wizard

King's Cross Station.

Alison, who had already stuffed all her school supplies into the system backpack, walked into the station with her parents with empty hands, looking at the passengers coming and going.

Alison slowly searched for platforms nine and ten.

Then, at this moment, a familiar thin figure appeared in front of them.

The Vernons drove Harry to King's Cross Station, and laughed maliciously at the fact that there was no platform nine and three quarters as written on the ticket.

Harry couldn't find the platform, dragging his heavy suitcase and carrying a big owl. He faced the curious gazes of passers-by, and was at a loss, feeling nervous and uneasy.

He originally wanted to try to ask the guard, but at this moment he happened to see Headmaster Dumbledore.

Next to Headmaster Dumbledore was still the pretty girl who had suddenly pinched him for no apparent reason. The empty-handed girl was surrounded by three parents and looked very proud and arrogant.

But Harry couldn't care less at this moment. When he suddenly saw his savior who also came from the wizarding world, an expression of surprise couldn't help but appear on his anxious face.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Gentle Bathilda and Dumbledore both took the initiative to greet the anxious little wizard.

"Harry, long time no see."

Dumbledore smiled and patted Harry Potter on the shoulder: "I hope you are well."

Holding her father's arms tightly, Allison's face showed obvious resistance and disgust, and she didn't want outsiders to approach her at all.

Dumbledore whispered a few words of comfort to her, but it was of no use.

Alison sneered like a little villain, not caring that her father was right next to her, and made sarcastic remarks. However, she secretly found it funny in her heart, and felt that it was very consistent with the script of the Slytherin classmate in the original book.

"Wow! Apparently, being the Boy-Who-Lived doesn't make you any smarter... I guess that rude and stupid half-giant forgot to tell you how to get to Platform Nine and Three Quarters, so you came over here like you'd found your savior!"

Bathilda tugged gently at Alison's sleeve.

Seeing his good friend, the guide who brought him to the magical world, being insulted by Alison again, Harry's face suddenly turned red. He ignored the fear of being strangled and glared at the girl.

"Don't you dare say that about Hagrid!"

Allison responded with a cold and arrogant look. The girl raised her chin slightly, showing a domineering manner.

Dumbledore also coughed lightly to break the awkward situation: "Alison, it's not polite to talk like that."

Harry, who was obviously a bit clever, turned to Dumbledore, whose words really mattered.

"Hagrid said you were his good friend!"

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said softly, "Hagrid and I are indeed good friends, Harry."

Harry looked at Dumbledore.

"But why did you let this..."

He glanced at Alison.

"Let this guy..."

"Let such a person go to Hogwarts?"

Hearing this, Alison sneered, which made her dislike Harry even more.

"Are you waiting to be the master of the school before you even start? Potter baby~"

Harry clenched his fists, but held back.

Dumbledore did not get angry, but said calmly: "Every student has the right to choose the school they want, Harry."

"Hogwarts welcomes every student who wants to come and study."

Harry looked at Dumbledore, and his soothing tone softened a little: "But, she..."

Alison spoke first, pursing her lips and laughing softly, looking flamboyant and wanton.

"Ah! Are you still asleep? My teacher will never expel me! Otherwise, when I enroll in Durmstrang, which teaches dark magic in Germany, I will be the next Voldemort."

She whispered with malice and pride.

"Dumbledore can expel your giant baby but he can't expel me. After all, he has to keep me under his nose."

Harry was stunned for a moment and gritted his teeth.

Bathilda tried to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, kids. Let's get to the station quickly so we don't miss the train."

Grindelwald, who had been watching the show with a smile, touched Alison's head and said, "Let's go."

After hearing what her elders said, Alison became obedient and took Dumbledore's arm to leave, not wanting him to bother with the annoying Potter anymore.

Dumbledore stopped and said, "Harry."

Alison tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve impatiently, completely ignoring the boy she had strangled like a toy.

Dumbledore was not pulled by Alison. He said to Harry gently: "I think you need an apology."

!!!

Alison paused, the naughty kid's expression showing disbelief for a moment.

Dumbledore looked at Alison, his tone gentle but firm.

"Alison, you should apologize to Harry."

The naughty child looked provocative, and his attitude was perverse and rebellious: "What's there to apologize for? I won't! You know it's useless to force me to apologize!"

Dumbledore said calmly: "Alison, you know? Words can hurt people, just like what you said to Harry just now. And your behavior in Diagon Alley before..."

At that time in Diagon Alley, he didn't want Alison, the perpetrator, to continue to appear in front of the frightened Harry, and Alison obviously would not learn her lesson and still harbored malicious intent, so he didn't force her to apologize.

But that doesn't mean that he would really allow this perverse and rebellious child to do whatever he wants and bully Harry in person again.

This time, even if Alison, this cunning child, would not learn her lesson, as the principal, he had to make Alison apologize for what happened to Harry.

An apology is not only to make the perpetrator learn his lesson and realize his mistake, but also to give the victim some comfort to compensate for the harm done.

Dumbledore paused, his tone gentle but his eyes stern. He repeated the same old saying: "We should learn to respect others, especially those who are different from you."

"I hope you understand that, Alison."

Alison frowned in annoyance: "Just because I said that half-giant Hagrid was stupid and rude? Isn't he? A drunkard, a card-playing gambler, and a violent person..."

Dumbledore's tone remained gentle, his bright blue eyes fixed on his daughter.

"Hagrid is my friend, and I believe he is not the man you say he is."

Alison scoffed, "But he is!"

"I suggest you look into the dangerous animals he's secretly breeding illegally. He's been secretly conducting illegal crossbreeding experiments, trying to create some disgusting, sad creatures."

Dumbledore's expression changed slightly when he heard this unexpected yet reasonable news.

"…I'll look into this, Alison."

Alison was even more dissatisfied: "Why do you indulge him so much? Is it because you think of Scamander?"