HP Shavings Wizard

The facial features began to wriggle and deform like hot wax. His height, which was considered tall among young wizards of the same age, began to grow even taller.

Alison's red hair began to gray, taking on an old man's sheen, and she even grew a long, silvery beard that looked as if it had been carefully groomed.

The transparent right eye inherited from Grindelwald also turned into the same pure blue as the left eye.

Including the originally handsome and tall nose, it seemed to be broken into two, becoming crooked and full of personal characteristics.

"..."

An Albus Dumbledore in comically tight Slytherin robes.

Fortunately, her shoes had been taken off in advance, so she walked on the floor barefoot. Otherwise, a man's feet that suddenly became several sizes larger would be squeezed into women's shoes, which would probably be very painful.

Facing the transformed mirror, "Dumbledore" winked and combed his long silver hair, then simply transformed into a wizard's hat and tied his hair behind his head to secure it.

His long beard was carefully tied into a small bun to keep it out of the way.

Alison shifted uncomfortably, then fumbled around to adjust her closest garment.

Even though there was no one here, she was too embarrassed to take off her Slytherin uniform and slowly change clothes.

I tried taking two steps, and it really felt a bit weird.

The feeling of walking is indeed different for men and women, and the heavy parts are attached to different parts of the body.

and so……

Alison decisively used a Ding Ding Vanishing Spell.

Much more convenient.

"Dumbledore" raised his chin proudly. Compared to the old headmaster's calm and gentle appearance most of the time, his eyes were full of liveliness and joy, revealing an excessive amount of childishness.

The imposter carefully transformed various small items that belonged to the real Dumbledore, including half-moon glasses, the Elder Wand...

"Dumbledore" jumped open the door of the Room of Requirement, ready to pretend to be a father and do evil things in Hogwarts while the real Dumbledore was away on business to the Wizengamot.

He walked through the corridor quickly like a gust of wind, attracting the attention of countless little wizards.

Is Headmaster Dumbledore a little weird today?

Harry and his triangle came down from upstairs and politely greeted "Dumbledore" when they passed by here.

"Dumbledore" stopped and looked back with a smile.

"Oh, Harry, and Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger, good morning - what are you going to do?"

Harry and his two friends looked at each other and felt that the headmaster was oddly cheerful today.

"Good morning, Professor Dumbledore. We are going to the library to look up some information for our Transfiguration homework... yes, we are going to the library."

The three little lions hesitated to answer and looked at "Dumbledore" in confusion, but they did not stop and did not take this little anomaly too seriously.

but……

"Dumbledore" kept smiling and followed them.

The four of them walked slower and slower.

Ron and Hermione looked uncomfortable. They kept looking back and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Harry couldn't help but speak: "Professor Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore winked playfully and tilted his head innocently: "Hmm?"

The black-haired little wizard held it in for a long time, his green eyes peeking at her furtively, and he asked quietly and tentatively: "Um...you, you look very healthy today..."

"Dumbledore" laughed so hard that his tall and thin body trembled and his voice was loud.

"Do you think so too? I have finally figured it out. I think it is time for the old wizard to work hard!"

The little wizards who had read the random replies fell into a terrible silence again, looking at each other in shock and confusion.

Hermione couldn't help it and said more bluntly: "Professor Dumbledore, did you encounter something happy..."

Ron's face, which looked ruddy under his red hair, turned a little pale at this strange scene. He nodded quickly to agree with Hermione: "Yes, yes."

"What? Am I not happy every day? By the way, remember not to act naughty in class~"

"Dumbledore" shook his head and saw the light blond Draco passing by. His eyes lit up, and he turned around and followed Draco away.

The three of them stood there in a mess, looking at each other, puzzled. In the end, they could only go to the originally scheduled library in confusion.

Draco, who happened to be passing by, saw Harry and the other two and was about to say something provocative, but then he saw Dumbledore, who was laughing so hard, following behind them.

"...?!"

Draco's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his eyes, and he quickly swallowed the nasty words he was about to say - Alison felt that this was really wrong. Only by swearing out can your heart become clean. If you hold it in your heart, your heart will become dirty.

Anyway, "Dumbledore", who was now more interested in his fellow snake, naturally chose to follow Draco.

Seeing the old headmaster smiling at him, Draco felt inexplicably uncomfortable and had goosebumps all over his body.

He left in a hurry.

"Dumbledore" followed in the same haste.

He said nothing, just behind Draco, with a bright smile on his face, as if he had picked up money on the road.

The little wizards around instinctively retreated away because of this strange situation.

Draco, who was being followed, soon couldn't walk any further.

"Headmaster Dumbledore?"

He stopped, turned around and faced "Dumbledore", trying hard to force out a smile that was uglier than crying, while secretly regretting that he had secretly said bad things about Dumbledore behind his back.

He thought about all the bad things he had done recently, even the ones he had thought about but had not yet put into action.

But he still didn't know which one had attracted the old bee to follow him like this, and the more he thought about it, the paler his face became.

Dad, help!

I have to go back and write a letter to tell my father!

"Dumbledore" did not raise any objection, but smiled even more brightly, like a wrinkled old chrysanthemum.

"Mr. Malfoy, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Draco swallowed and felt his heart pounding - of course, this couldn't be the feeling of a heartbeat.

Seeing his classmates panic, Dumbledore's eyes flashed with mischief. Then, he shook his head and started to speak at length.

"You young people just don't have the heart to study hard! At your age, it's the time to practice magic! There are only 867 days left before you take the OWL Wizard Level Exam. I'm worried about you. How do you sleep well?!"

Draco felt as if his head exploded and his ears were buzzing.

He could only see the old bee's mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what it was saying.

There are bees buzzing.

very scary.

Old bees surrounded me.

Draco's legs began to weaken.

Dumbledore winked playfully and cutely, and said in a light tone: "By the way, Mr. Malfoy - be careful of baldness if you use too much hair wax~"

This look, which is a bit like Dumbledore but also a bit unlike him, seems to have triggered the uncanny valley effect.

"...!"

Draco, his scalp tingling, took a step back and turned and ran without saying a word.