HP Shavings Wizard

Alison suspected that her dean had a lot of curse words in his heart, but he couldn't curse them out smoothly when facing her father's face.

The old wizards hanging on the wall apparently reacted belatedly, and they all glared with wide eyes at the young wizard who had dared to impersonate the headmaster. However, due to their lack of a body, they were unable to personally cast a spell to remove the deformation.

'Help! Dumbledore is away on business today!'

Even if they tried their best to look for someone in the school, they couldn't call Dumbledore back to discipline the naughty kid!

It’s over.

It's really over now.

As for calling him Professor Grindelwald...

This weekend, Grindelwald had no classes, so he went on a business trip with Dumbledore. I don't know whether he urged the Wizengamot to deal with it quickly and not delay other wizards' love affairs.

The two of them also made an appointment to go shopping together and would probably not be back until the evening.

In fact, even if Grindelwald were there, the old principals felt that they could not expect a demon king to discipline their naughty children.

The old phoenix Fox, who had seen through everything, buried his head in his wings listlessly, busy combing his feathers, and was too lazy to pay attention to these farces.

The mood coming from the master is very happy, so it is better not to teleport over and disturb him with these little farces that happen every few days.

Facing Professor Snape's anger, "Dumbledore" smiled even more brightly and even gave him a middle finger.

Staring angrily at the devil of his own house, the Head of Slytherin felt his blood pressure soar and veins on his forehead throbbing.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then approached "Dumbledore" step by step.

The black robe fluttered like dark clouds, and a storm was about to hit.

Dumbledore blinked.

The old principal's face showed the innocent and obedient expression that often appeared on Alison's face.

It disgusted Professor Snape so much.

He had an expressionless face and murderous eyes as he faced Dumbledore. After a slight pause, he grabbed Dumbledore's robe and pulled him up from the chair.

Dumbledore asked a cute innocent question: "Chuck?"

The Slytherin Snake King's face twisted, and he gripped her collar even tighter.

Lowering his eyes and looking at himself, "Dumbledore" showed a gloating expression on his face again, thinking about how to stimulate the unfortunate guy in front of him.

"It's Polyjuice Potion! The Potions Master's Potions grade is going to be a T!"

The Snake King, who often gave other young wizards bad grades, looked even darker.

What an insult to his profession!

But he really didn't recognize it just now, and couldn't even refute it.

What a shame!

Alison, this bastard knows how to touch people's hearts.

Damn, hateful, bastard, haunting guy!

How dare you tease him in such a bad way!

He should have thought of it earlier. No matter how secret some things are, it is impossible that only Dumbledore knows them.

The double agent suppressed his anger and forced himself to calm down.

He might not be able to subdue Alison quickly, and the little troll was the daughter of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, so he couldn't move - damn, he got even angrier.

Anyway, the most urgent thing now is to find out what Alison said before about the Potter troll...

Did Dumbledore himself intend to let the boy die?

Alison obviously knew the inside story, otherwise he wouldn't have been intimidated by her in the beginning.

He let go of "Dumbledore" and took two steps back, first straightening his wrinkled robes with disdain - it was completely hurting the enemy and hurting himself. Alison was being held by him, and she would not let him have an easy time.

Then, Professor Snape looked up at Alison with a sinister look in his eyes.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation about Potter."

Alison, under the name of "Dumbledore", began to act crazy and stupid in a very appropriate way.

"What? What explanation? Lemon Sherbet is delicious. Would you like one, Severus? Relax, young man, don't be too serious."

The young professor opposite had a terribly gloomy look and looked like he would suddenly attack and kill someone at any time.

Very Death Eater-ish.

If we take him over now and ask his former superiors and former colleagues to identify him, no one would dare to say that he is a traitor.

A bone-chilling voice came.

"You shouldn't fool your poor professor in this way."

Alison was not afraid of him. She continued to eat the candy and wagged her tail proudly, looking like a non-stick pan.

"That's because you're stupid... If you want to know something, you might as well think about how to please me~ Threatening is useless~ What can you threaten, baby Sif~"

The Slytherin Headmaster's lips curled up slightly in anger and viciousness.

"—to please you? Why should I please a little troll?"

He took two quick breaths, used the brain-occlusion technique, with a blank look in his eyes, to close his mind, cut off the influence of those emotions, and finally gradually calmed down.

He recalled the mysterious actions that Dumbledore had kept from him, the increasingly dim Dark Mark on his arm, and Dumbledore's "indulgence" and "relaxation" towards Potter last year. It seemed to be completely contrary to what Alison had said before - Dumbledore had no intention of deliberately training Potter...

"…The Dark Lord isn't coming back, is he?"

When he said this conclusion, he himself could hardly believe it.

For so many years, the Dark Lord has been the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's head.

Now that the sword is suddenly gone, the double agent feels a bit unreal.

Professor Snape had a complicated look in his eyes as he looked at Alison who did not deny it.

"So you knew this from the beginning?"

He thought carefully about the things that were wrong with the person in front of him in the past.

For example, he was so arrogant that he pretended to be the Dark Lord and robbed a candy store - he was too embarrassed to say it. Every time he recalled it, his eyes went dark.

still got more……

"..."

He had done so many weird and outrageous things that he couldn't tell them apart.

Forget it. Anyway, by working backwards based on the results, we can indeed trace back some reassuring clues.

Alison winked at him playfully.

"I was the one who killed all the main souls... so shouldn't you thank me? Baby Sif~"

The usually venomous snake king pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, as if he wanted to laugh subconsciously, but only revealed an ugly genuine smile.