HP Shavings Wizard

Allison successfully returned to the dormitory with snacks, changed clothes, washed up, and packed up. Then she fell on the bed made by the Snail Girl and fell asleep happily.

The next morning, Hogwarts was in an uproar, with many people discussing what had happened last night.

After curfew last night, the common rooms of all three houses were broken into by Slytherins, who transformed items and left obvious Slytherin symbols as a provocation.

Moreover, the arrogant snake was very slippery and could not be caught!

The class leaders were all filled with righteous indignation and vowed to catch the hateful guy.

Nothing happened in the Slytherin common room, so naturally no one knew about the commotion and everything was calm.

Alison got up in the morning, packed up, and leisurely walked out of the dormitory and downstairs.

The Slytherins below all showed expressions of awe when they saw this little witch.

Soon, after getting over the fear of last night, a student bravely came over and took the initiative to show his friendship, telling the student the exclusive news he had just received.

"Someone pretended to be you and vandalized the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw common rooms last night."

Alison was confused for a moment by his idea of ​​someone framing her, and she looked at him with her blue eyes blinking slowly.

"So is there a possibility... that it was me who did it?"

? ? ? ? ? ?

The little snake's eyes widened and it stared at the little red-haired wizard with a blank expression.

"…You, you invaded the common room of other houses?"

Alison laughed and added more details.

"I also transfigured a Gryffindor tapestry, a Ravenclaw bookshelf and a Hufflepuff herb into the Slytherin symbol."

The other party looked incredulous: "…But why do you do this?"

Alison raised an eyebrow. "Let's break down the history of the school... Isn't it said that the common rooms of each college haven't been invaded by outsiders for hundreds or thousands of years?"

I didn't expect someone to be so boring and neurotic. The student stared at Alison's back with a twitching mouth, and then chased after her.

"But if you do this, you will lose points from Slytherin."

Alison was a scoundrel but she was justified in being a scoundrel: "Anyway, our dean will deduct more points from other houses in Potions class... if we deduct points from everyone, it's the same as not deducting any points."

Hearing this, the little snake chasing behind stopped where it was, dazed and lost in thought.

"…That seems to make sense."

Alison randomly selected another lucky victim, and when she passed by a senior snake who was afraid of her, the human body deformation technique instantly transformed her face into a bloody and distorted pale grimace.

The pale boy turned even paler. He screamed in fright and ran away crying.

Alison couldn't help but laugh.

The other Slytherins looked sideways and then walked away as if nothing had happened.

Alison recovered herself and prepared to go to the Hogwarts dining hall for dinner.

……

In the cafeteria, students from the other three colleges were whispering, looking at the Slytherins with vigilance from time to time.

After hearing about the great achievements of the little witch last night, the little snakes who were still sitting in their seats all began to eat seriously with a peaceful look on their faces, without raising their heads to pay any attention to the outside world.

As a Slytherin, Alison's bold red hair was very recognizable among the common blondes and blacks. When she walked in from the restaurant door, a Gryffindor student suddenly stood up and pointed at Alison.

"It must be her! It was a red-haired Slytherin who invaded our common room last night."

Alison arrogantly and wantonly made an S-shaped gesture in the air to the little lion, relying on the fact that the professors were also in the restaurant, they did not dare to take action, and just admired the other side's red face.

The professors who were also sitting together having breakfast also knew about the chaotic events of yesterday.

Fighting after the dinner yesterday, invading other colleges' common rooms late at night, carrying a flying broom in violation of school rules, riding it around outside the castle, wandering around at night, using magic in the castle corridors...

Miss Green had been in school for less than a day and had already committed most of the things she shouldn't have done.

Dumbledore looked calm, after all, he had already guessed that Alison would cause trouble. However, he thought to himself that he should strengthen the supervision of Alison in the future, as this child was becoming more and more lawless.

Professor McGonagall's expression was hard to describe. She felt that the child sounded more like a Gryffindor than a Slytherin. However, no matter how naughty a Gryffindor was, he would not go so far.

Professor Snape drank pumpkin juice with an expressionless face and empty eyes, completely ignoring the noise.

Before she even started class, several professors had already labeled Alison a "problem student" in their minds.

Professor Trelawney was still there mumbling divinations.

Alison picked out the breakfast she wanted and happily prepared to eat. She happily ran to Dumbledore with the plate in her hand and grabbed a chair to force her way past her head of house.

Snape's face darkened and he glared at Alison gloomily, thinking that this little troll was put into Slytherin by Dumbledore just to torture him.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then he smiled kindly, ignored Professor Snape's eyes, and asked his daughter gently: "How did you rest last night?"

Alison bit into her bacon roll and smiled widely.

"It's pretty good. There's also the Snail Girl who helps me make my bed."

Professor Snape:?

Alison blinked her blue eyes and calmly explained to her father.

“…My roommate left without even the bedding and ran away overnight.”

Dumbledore suppressed a laugh and sighed.

"Oh, that's so unfortunate."

Professor Snape's face darkened and he glared at Alison again.

Dumbledore coughed lightly, interrupting Snape's glare: "Alison, you should eat first."

Alison continued to eat, looking at the other deans curiously as she ate.

Professor Flitwick, the Head of Ravenclaw, was a short, half-fairy man, and he also looked at Alison with curiosity.

Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff House, added a fried egg to Alison's plate with a big smile. When she heard Alison's smile and thank him, she smiled even more happily and added a pumpkin pie to Alison's plate.

Professor Sprout liked this seemingly lively and cheerful child very much. In her opinion, Alison was much cuter than those lifeless Slytherin students.

Although Professor McGonagall had a stern face, she couldn't help but look at Alison a few more times. She usually treated all colleges equally and was very fair and just, but she inevitably had a better impression of smart students.

The Transfiguration last night was a very clever one. It would have been nicer if it hadn't been a tapestry with the Slytherin emblem hanging in the middle of the Gryffindor common room.

This kind of naughty student always leaves a deep impression on professors, who both love and hate them.