HP Shavings Wizard

"Well, I want you to go to the Black Lake after dinner. Once you've done your job, I'll hand the little mouse over to my teacher, Headmaster Dumbledore, the next afternoon."

Alison pulled back, satisfied with his promise.

Harry nodded heavily, then left the abandoned classroom with a confused mind.

After he left, Alison also lightly left the abandoned classroom and took another route.

No thinking creature could detect that she had communicated with the Boy-Who-Lived.

……

After dinner, by the Black Lake.

Harry arrived at the Black Lake early. He sat on a big rock by the lake with a wandering look in his eyes.

He didn't tell Ron and found an excuse to sneak out. Ron would definitely feel that Miss Green, including everything about Slytherin, was untrustworthy. But he was crazy about having a family, and he had been longing for it since he was a child.

Maybe this decision is wrong? But what if...

Alison suddenly appeared quietly not far away. She was coming from the direction of Hagrid's hut, not the castle, but Harry didn't want to think too much about it at the moment.

Harry came back to his senses, stood up quickly, and took a deep breath.

The grass beside the Black Lake erased the slight sound of footsteps. Alison looked him over, raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "So nervous?"

Harry pursed his lips and whispered, "…I just want to know what you want me to do."

Alison pursed her lips and smiled, and said very easily: "Come with me to the forbidden forest."

Harry looked at Alison in disbelief, swallowed nervously, and said in a trembling voice, "Forbidden Forest?"

That was the place Professor Dumbledore had warned people not to go to at the start-of-term dinner. Later, he had heard terrible rumors in Gryffindor: there might be werewolves, trolls, and poaching dark wizards...

Alison nodded slightly, her voice gentle and confident: "My strength is enough to protect you. If necessary, I can even use the fierce fire to burn down the forest."

Harry looked at Alison, was silent for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Since we have decided to rescue Sirius, let the real enemy pay the price..."

Alison's tone became lighter, clearly trying to put him at ease: "You might as well worry about the possible points deduction and punishment if we are caught."

Harry smiled bitterly: "Rather than deducting points and punishment, I am more worried about whether I can get out of the Forbidden Forest alive tonight."

Alison laughed softly. She had a very low sense of humor, and it seemed that the smallest thing could make her laugh sincerely.

"To name a few of the more famous spells I know: I am proficient in the Unforgivable Curses, including the one that Voldemort used to kill your parents - the Killing Curse."

Harry looked at Alison in shock.

He could now understand Ron's prejudice. It would be terrible if all Slytherin were dark wizards like this.

Alison walked forward nonchalantly, urging him on.

"Let's go. If we're quick, we can finish this tonight. If we're slow, we'll probably have to come back tomorrow."

Harry hurried after him.

Alison tilted her head and casually cast a weakening levitation spell on him, allowing him to walk lightly in the woods.

"I thought you were going to ask a lot of questions."

Harry looked down at his own light steps, sensing the indifference in her words, took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to ask: "...What do you want?"

Alison answered very calmly and decisively: "Let the Black family help me deal with some security and basic chores, and give my dean some trouble."

Harry, who thought he would hear some conspiracy, was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the answer to be so simple.

He looked at Alison, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Then why didn't you tell Professor Dumbledore?"

Alison pondered and gave a reason with an awkward expression.

"Well... I have to have some little secrets of my own. If I want to prepare a surprise for him, I can't ask him for help."

Harry was amused by her and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

The forbidden forest was pitch black at night. The rotten leaves and grass easily eliminated the slightest movement of living things. The only sound was the occasional slight sound of wind rubbing against the leaves.

"So what are we doing in the Forbidden Forest now?"

Alison curled her lips, blinked her blue eyes at him playfully, and said casually: "...kill a nest of spiders."

Harry was silent for a moment.

His mind was still on the spiders in the Muggle world that were at most the size of a palm. Did they need to go deep into the Forbidden Forest to deliberately kill them?

He felt like he had been fooled and called Alison's name angrily and anxiously.

Alison obviously saw what he was thinking and smiled, teasing him with evil amusement.

"My dear, don't look at spiders in the wizarding world with Muggle eyes... The ones I'm talking about, when they grow up, they're the size of a carriage."

Harry enlarged the image of the spider in his mind and felt his scalp tingling. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Alison added kindly, "And they are cannibals."

After finally coming to his senses, Harry swallowed and tried to convince himself that Alison was reliable.

"…All right."

Harry followed Alison into the Forbidden Forest, walking one step deep and one step shallow. After an unknown amount of time, they came to an open space.

He saw through the shadows of the trees...

…a sea of ​​spiders.

The spiders that Alison mentioned, ranging from giant spiders as big as carriages to small spiders as big as a palm, were all furry, covered with long black or brown hair, with eight pitch-black eyes open, looking sharply at them who had intruded here.

Alison was not panicked at all, and even introduced it to him at a normal volume: "Did you see it? The eight-eyed giant spider is highly poisonous, cannibalistic, lives in groups, and reproduces very quickly..."

Harry felt his legs go weak; he had never thought spiders could be so scary, and he spoke with difficulty.

"…So, why should we mess with them?"

Allison smiled playfully, spoke cheerfully and righteously, and completely ignored the giant eight-eyed spiders that were surrounding her and ready to enjoy their snacks.

"Of course it's for the safety of the teachers and students in the school... If some kid comes here like us, it will be a dessert delivered to our door~"

"We are warriors, Harry~"

Harry felt like he was going crazy. He felt that there was a greedy gleam in the eyes of those spiders, and they didn't want the title of warrior at all.

"…Alison…We…We can't beat so many spiders!"

Alison chuckled, spun her body gracefully, and drew a circle with her wand. Blue flames ignited, protecting them in the middle.

"Fire shield protection."

Later, she corrected him: "It's you who can't beat me, not me...you're just a cheerleader."

Harry stared in amazement at the circle of hot and dangerous blue fire around him.

A rather disrespectful thought suddenly occurred to him: this thing looked a bit like a Muggle gas stove.

Harry blinked, suppressed the thought, and spoke with a slight stammer.

"Alison...I suddenly feel...that you don't need me at all..."

Alison glanced at him with a smile, and cast a few silent Cruciatus Curses and Imperius Curses at the eight-eyed giant spiders outside the circle of fire.

"I need to… not doubt my decision."

Those red and blue spells intertwined, and where they landed would cause strange green cross marks to appear on the surrounding spiders.

Some of the eight-eyed giant spiders struggled in pain, some were controlled and attacked their companions, and those who tried to rush through the blue flames were instantly burned to ashes.

Harry felt like he had witnessed a slaughter spree.

They were just two little wizards, not even as big as a spider together, but they were slaughtering those giant spiders like hunters.

Watching the eight-eyed giant spiders struggling in pain and making shrill screams, he felt a little cold, but his heart was beating fast, not sure whether it was because of fear or excitement.