HP Shavings Wizard

After stealthily eating the pudding left by her father and finishing her dinner contentedly, Alison began to search the bookshelf in the principal's office unscrupulously.

In addition to the forbidden book area, you can actually find some screened, dangerous books on the dark arts on the bookshelf in the principal's office - such as the "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts" mentioned by Alison before.

There is no need for professor's approval here, but it's a pity that no students dare to come and look for books.

The portraits of past headmasters in the headmaster's office stared at the young wizard below and whispered to each other, preparing to complain when Dumbledore came back.

Alison took out the book "Secrets of Advanced Dark Arts" which she had found in the deserted library of Hogwarts in the game world, and stood in front of the bookshelf to read it again.

This is a large book on the dark arts, with a brown leather cover and purple mysterious patterns as decoration. The pages are full of various dangerous and profound dark magic, and it is also the only known book that details the creation and destruction of Horcruxes.

Holding it, one can feel the bewitching power of black magic. Just like a poisonous snake, it quietly entangles the depths of one's soul, constantly stimulating the negative emotions in one's heart.

It is very consistent with the style and outside stereotype that black magic attracts people to fall into the abyss of darkness step by step.

Alison's comment on this was: a little cute, a little aggressive.

Perhaps it can be used as a buff amplifier and carried with you when using black magic - most black magic requires malice to be powerful enough when casting.

It seems that Horcruxes also have this function. Should she make a fragment of Senior Riddle and carry it as equipment when practicing dark magic?

If Allison were asked to evaluate methods of immortality, perhaps letting a vampire take a bite would be more cost-effective than a Horcrux that rips the soul apart.

In addition to the Horcrux, the most evil and darkest invention of black magic, the book also records a way to save a damaged soul - repentance. Sincerely repent of the sins you have committed in the past, ask for forgiveness from others, or even repent to the point of committing suicide in order to restore a complete soul.

The magic in this world is indeed idealistic. I guess most dark wizards will never repent.

Back in the headmaster's office, Dumbledore appeared silently behind his daughter who was immersed in a book and daydreaming.

"Alison?"

Alison turned around holding the dangerous dark magic book openly.

"…Have you finished fooling the giant baby?"

"That's not a bluff. Hagrid needs to calm down."

Dumbledore rubbed her hair helplessly, then paused slightly when he saw that she was holding the page that talked about the Killing Curse that split the soul.

On the old brown pages, the pictures of murders told about black magic are quite bizarre and terrifying, and even give off a faint smell of blood.

"Now, put the book down."

Alison stuffed the book back, looking dissatisfied, and pulled out a blank piece of parchment from the table, picking up a pen and starting to write.

"What's so great about it? It's not like I haven't read it before. I was the one who told you about the book about Horcruxes!"

Dumbledore sighed and sat down at the seat behind the table to watch, but did not stop it.

Alison's sharp and flamboyant handwriting was written on the parchment.

To Harry:

Please write a carefully worded letter of request to Draco Malfoy and ask him to pass it on to his parents.

Mrs. Malfoy's last name was Black before she got married. She is your godfather's cousin and they have a good relationship.

The Malfoy family's connections in the Ministry of Magic could speed up Peter's sentencing and Sirius's release, and the Malfoy family, which is struggling to support itself, would be happy to see their in-laws have an heir active in social situations again.

Then, Alison asked Fawkes with a smile to help teleport the letter to Harry.

Because she was cheating too much and was about to tear up the script written by her father, her father locked her up in the principal's office and banned her account. Now, of course, she can only let the little follower who she had bewitched before take action.

After secretly taking revenge on Harry and tricking him into teasing the furry friends that his good friend Hagrid secretly raised without his knowledge, Alison's anger subsided a lot and she was willing to call Harry her bewitched little follower.

The old phoenix was not averse to helping its master's cub deliver the letter. After making a clear chirp, it picked up the parchment and disappeared from the shelf in a flash of fire.

After seeing this scheme of getting something for nothing and using labor for free, Dumbledore's eyes were deep and helpless.

"Alison, you are really good."

"But I don't want you to become cold and heartless because you are too good."

Alison leaned forward and kissed his cheek, sticky as a puppy.

"Gellert and I are still very enthusiastic about you! Albus! Albus!"

Dumbledore, whose face was covered with kisses from the children, smiled helplessly.

"Yeah, you're all the best, but..."

Alison was justified and put the blame on others, and was determined not to waste her time on internal affairs.

"No buts! Why don't those people reflect on why they have nothing in common with me?!"

"Have you learned the Unforgivable Curse? Can you control Fiendfyre? Have you learned multiple languages?"

Dumbledore was at a loss for words and couldn't win the argument, so he changed the subject and asked about the main point.

"Now, we should talk about the Acromantula."

Alison blinked guiltily, deliberately misinterpreting his thoughts and trying to shift the blame to someone else.

“…Do you want me to hand in the materials I have been busy collecting all night? No way!”

"Our dean also collected the stolen goods! Go and search his!"

Dumbledore remained unmoved by his daughter's chattering, staring at her with his bright and sharp blue eyes, seeing through her deception and pointing it out further.

“…I just want to know how you killed them.”