HP Shavings Wizard
Chapter 86 Principal’s Office
Fox stood gracefully on the rack, adjusting his feathers.
Alison blinked in disappointment.
"Eh--"
Being of Dumbledore's bloodline and having experienced various dangers, she had also summoned a half-grown young phoenix.
Perhaps the characteristics of the phoenix are closely related to Dumbledore, who summoned the phoenix. The half-phoenix is as proud, unbridled, bright and dazzling as she is.
But her naughty and lively Eos - the name is taken from the ancient Greek goddess of the dawn, who always likes to wander around in various time and space, and will only respond when she calls.
So it was normal for her to envy her father, the well-behaved and gentle Fox.
Dumbledore couldn't help laughing: "Okay, stop it."
He sat up again and stared at his lively daughter.
"Alison, I've always wanted to know, what do you want?"
Alison studied her father's beautiful, deep blue eyes, and Dumbledore accepted her gaze calmly.
Then the little red-haired wizard snorted in annoyance.
"…Are you going to interrogate me?"
Dumbledore shook his head: "I just hope you can trust me."
Alison chuckled in amusement.
"Come on, we are the same kind! Words like trust and honesty are only under your control. Have you ever been honest with Snape and McGonagall? Or with Gellert?"
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then spoke softly.
"At least, for you, I'm willing to give it a try."
"But you are also ready to betray for justice!"
“…I will do everything in my power to prevent that from happening.”
"But when you can't change your own principles, you choose to restrict me."
The old headmaster did not deny the little wizard's words.
So Alison refused to talk, but didn't want to leave, so she collapsed on the sofa and used the Sorting Hat to cover half of her face to block out the light.
Dumbledore was amused by her leisurely attitude, then picked up the honey tea on the table and took a sip.
"..."
After a while, a low voice came from the sofa.
"…So it's because I provoked Quirrell?"
Dumbledore put down his teacup and looked at Alison, not surprised by his daughter's sharpness.
He had already asked Snape to keep an eye on Quirrell, who was obviously not right after returning from his trip to Albania. But he didn't expect Alison to go right up to him and attack him.
"Yes, the incident with Quirrell made me realize that I can no longer let you develop freely."
Alison played rogue: "What can you do, dear teacher?"
Dumbledore sighed helplessly.
"I'll find a way to keep you by my side."
Alison lay there swinging her legs in delight and flamboyance.
"I don't have my textbooks with me right now. Do you have any of your old textbooks here? Or did you sell them or give them away?"
Dumbledore stood up, walked to the bookshelf, took out a book and handed it to Alison.
Alison pushed herself up and happily took the copy and looked through her father's neatly written notes.
Dumbledore sat down again to deal with the Wizengamot's documents, giving instructions.
"You read here first. When it's time for dinner, I'll have the house elf bring dinner over."
Alison opened her eyes wide, a little surprised, but not repulsive. Rather, she was a little excited to be able to push her father to this extent.
"Are you planning to keep me trapped in the principal's office? I still need to sleep and attend classes!"
"Of course not. I will arrange for someone to take you back to the Slytherin dormitory."
He looked at the little wizard's rolling eyes, saw through his daughter's thoughts, and added.
"The school has stepped up its night patrols. If you are caught, I will punish you according to school rules."
Dumbledore seemed to sigh again, speaking in a serious tone.
"This isn't your first time swimming at night, Alison. Swimming at night is very dangerous."
Alison squinted at him and blew up the truck.
"Did you already know that I took Potter to the Forbidden Forest to threaten Snape?"
The blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses were bright and sharp, and Dumbledore adjusted his glasses.
"No, but I can guess."
He soothed gently, "Alison, be good."
Alison's expression softened, becoming obedient and cute—at least on the surface. She moved to make room on the sofa.
Dumbledore stood up, walked over to sit next to Alison, and patted Alison's back gently.
Alison purred in comfort.
"Are you trying to gain the upper hand in our conversation? Like Voldemort?"
Dumbledore paused.
"I really wish I could convince you, but..."
He reached out and took his daughter into his arms, stroking her long red hair lovingly.
"Alison, none of us are perfect."
Alison, who had been lying quietly in her bed, looked up and met his deep and gentle blue eyes.
“So please allow each other to make mistakes and correct each other.”
Alison stiffened slightly at the sweet words, refusing to admit her feelings, and cunningly began to change the subject.
"…Wow, Gellert is going to be pissed when he finds out."
Dumbledore paused, then smiled helplessly.
Alison, who was patted on the back by him like a child, hugged the Sorting Hat and gradually fell asleep in a daze.
The gentle father covered her with a blanket and then sat aside to continue handling official business.
Alison slept soundly until dinner time, when she was gently awakened by Dumbledore.
"Alison, it's time for dinner."
The little wizard yawned, rubbed his eyes, and sat up in a trance.
She had been holding the Sorting Hat tightly for the entire afternoon, and now when she saw someone wake up, she couldn't help but protest.
Alison blinked, put the old hat away, took the dinner handed to her by her father, and ate it slowly.
Dumbledore watched her as he ate.
When they were almost done eating, Alison stole a glance at the pudding on his plate that hadn't been touched yet, saving it for the last bite, smiled delightedly, and announced loudly and arrogantly.
"Your trouble is coming!"
She chuckled despite her father's puzzled expression.
"I took Harry to the Forbidden Forest last night to kill giant acromantula. There were a large number of them, and your giant baby found a wife for it because he felt that his best friend was too lonely."
"In order to prevent Hagrid from getting in the way, I gave him the Water of Life and Death in advance. The effect of the drug should have worn off by now."
Dumbledore frowned.
Hagrid had always considered Aragog the Acromantula a friend, but he shouldn't have bred a herd of them and let them run loose in the Forbidden Forest.
Spiders reproduce very quickly. After half a century, I'm afraid that the group of giant eight-eyed spiders has become the overlord of the Forbidden Forest.
He was willing to believe in the friendship between Hagrid and Aragog, but he didn't think Hagrid could control a group of cunning and cannibalistic descendants of the Acromantula.
Dumbledore put down his cutlery and stood up. "I must go see how Hagrid is doing."
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