HP Shavings Wizard

Alison glanced sideways at a certain blond bastard who had a faintly unhappy look on his face.

Today, she was not happy because she did not see her gentle father early. And there was a blatant red mark on someone's neck...

Sometimes she thought it would be a good thing if father Albus was as abstinent and indifferent as a saint, so that there wouldn't be any weird yellow-haired dropouts trying to snatch her away with him.

Damn, is this the mentality of that goat Aberforth back then?

Alison glanced provocatively at the young man with blond hair and heterochromia, rubbed her head against her father, who now looked more like an older brother than he was eighteen years old, and started to act like a rogue.

"Albus~ I want Albus to feed me breakfast! I suddenly can't eat by myself today~"

Grindelwald's facial expression control collapsed with this disgusting act of coquettishness.

Dumbledore looked at Alison who was acting like a spoiled child, and then looked at Grindelwald who had a gloomy face beside him.

The gentle red-haired young man was silent for a moment, feeling himself trapped in a familiar yet unfamiliar Shura field, as if a world war had broken out right next to him.

Alison raised a malicious smile, completely ignoring the fact that it was she who dressed up her father and brought him to Hogwarts last night to help them get back together.

"Gellert's expression is so scary~"

In the end, it was Dumbledore who spoke first and suppressed the naughty child who was being sarcastic and provocative.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

Allison immediately became well-behaved and snuggled up to her handsome father.

Grindelwald took a deep breath, trying to control the urge to throw Alison out, and forced a smile, while making the same suggestion to his lover next to him.

“…Al, I’m hungry too.”

? ? ? ? ?

Alison opened her eyes wide, she didn't expect him to be shameless. After coming to her senses, she glared at her father fiercely.

Dumbledore coughed lightly and began to have a headache.

"…Okay, let's go have breakfast then."

Grindelwald ignored Alison's glare, stood up and took Dumbledore's hand.

Annoyed, Alison quickly hugged Dumbledore's other arm.

The three of them walked out of the principal's office hand in hand...

……

Then he got stuck at the door of the principal's office.

Obviously, neither the door of the principal's office nor the spiral staircase can support three people walking side by side.

Alison stared at Daddy in annoyance.

"Three people can't even walk down the stairs side by side...you move back!"

Grindelwald ignored her and moved closer to Albus.

The red-haired little wizard had a terrifying look in his eyes.

Then she immediately turned around with an obedient look on her face and looked at Dumbledore, whose arms she was holding, and her voice was soft and sweet, deliberately acting coquettishly.

"Albus~ I want you to carry me~"

Dumbledore felt like he was caught between the father and daughter: …

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, then bent down and picked up Alison.

Alison used Transfiguration to temporarily shrink herself to the size of a five-year-old, and used the levitation spell to become lighter. She hugged her father's neck and gave him a soft and loud kiss on the cheek as a protest.

"Come on!"

Grindelwald's face darkened instantly.

Dumbledore pretended not to see the dark face and walked forward holding Alison.

Grindelwald quickly followed, snatched Alison from the red-haired young man's arms, ignored Alison's murderous gaze, and carried the naughty child directly on his shoulders.

The large cape of the school uniform flipped over, and Alison's head sank directly into the fabric, being physically silenced.

“Mmmmm…”

She tried to pry her father's hands open, but failed.

Alison gave up on the surface and lay obediently on the shoulder of the flamboyant blond young man.

After a while, she rolled her eyes and kicked him directly.

The old father almost threw his daughter down the stairs.

Alison immediately complained to Dumbledore who was laughing behind her.

"Dear Albus~ This man broke into the school and tried to kidnap students!"

Grindelwald told himself in his heart that he should not beat the naughty kid, and finally gritted his teeth and issued an order that was completely useless to Alison.

"…Alison, shut up!"

Dumbledore looked at the two men and pretended not to have seen the confrontation.

"Okay, stop messing around and let's go."

Alison's eyes were filled with tears and she started crying.

"Albus, you don't love me anymore! I'd be so embarrassed if everyone saw me being carried to the restaurant like this!"

When she said this, she completely ignored her shameless behavior of becoming a little spoiled child.

Dumbledore sighed, reached out to take Alison off Grindelwald's shoulders, comforted her softly, and carried the naughty child, who was as light as a ball of cotton, to the restaurant.

"Don't be angry, I'll take you to eat pudding."

Alison immediately changed her expression and started to get close to him.

Along the way, many people still cast curious glances at me.

Alison didn't care about anyone else. She just glanced at her daddy provocatively again, kissed his cheek, and asked in a mean way.

"…Am I Albus's favorite student?"

This sentence obviously had a great effect, and a low and sinister voice came from the side.

"Alison, don't make me beat you up."

Dumbledore, who was caught in the middle, sat down in the restaurant seat and interrupted the quarrel between the two Grindelwalds with a headache.

"Okay, stop arguing and eat breakfast!"

Only then did Alison stop being sarcastic, sit obediently next to Dumbledore, and start eating breakfast.

It was quite late at this time, and many professors and students had already gone to classes. Those who were not in classes but were still in the cafeteria were busy secretly eating melons and watching the show.

Alison held her chin in her hand and shook her short legs that couldn't reach the ground at the moment.

"I always feel like those little brats are a bit noisy."

Grindelwald glanced at her from across Dumbledore.

"Aren't you a little brat too?"

Alison raised her chin, her teeth sharp.

"Then you look like a little brat now that you're sixteen years old, aren't you?"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, looked disgusted, and sneered.

"At least I won't act like a spoiled brat in such a childish way."

"When will you grow up?"

Alison snorted and shook her head in a sarcastic tone.

"I just want to stay young and stick to my dear teacher forever~ ah~ you'll be so mad!"

Mentioned by such childish boasting, Dumbledore couldn't help but reach out and rub Alison's head.

Alison also rubbed against Dumbledore obediently, like a well-behaved and clingy puppy, which made Grindelwald feel upset and resentful again.

Dumbledore coughed twice, calmly interrupting this strange atmosphere.

"Stop making a fuss and eat quickly, or it will get cold soon."

Alison nodded seriously, looking innocent.

"Yes, Albus will give me a private lesson later, so I can't waste time."

Grindelwald: Well done, that's great.