HP Shavings Wizard

Alison spoke cheerfully as she threw herself into her father's arms and rubbed her face against the beautiful and comfortable purple satin robe.

At this point, the situation has been decided, there’s no need to hide it from Dad!

"I'm going to paint a big picture for baby Sif!"

Dumbledore was slightly stunned.

"...A big pie?" He had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still kept smiling and asked calmly, "What big pie?"

The little red-haired wizard gently pulled his long beard.

"Isn't he improving the wolfsbane potion? I suggest that he try to see if he can allow the werewolf wizard to control the transformation at any time, and change the werewolf form into a combat form that focuses on physical attacks..."

Dumbledore's eyelids twitched.

When he mentioned the werewolf group, he subconsciously thought of Lupin and Fenrir Greyback, two extremes, and the former was the victim of the latter's evil deeds...

The transformed form of a werewolf wizard is generally more manic, and his physical fitness is also enhanced, which makes him suitable for combat.

But if werewolves can really control their transformation at any time, then werewolf wizards will no longer be just "monsters" on full moon nights, or a minority group living in isolation, but a powerful army...

army……

What is this for… ?

Many things flashed through Dumbledore's mind in an instant, including the alien army that Voldemort had won over with bloody and violent promises, Grindelwald's speech, and the Battle of Hogwarts in the prophecy book...

Maybe he really has some PTSD. (Post-traumatic stress disorder refers to a type of stress-related disorder that occurs later in life after an individual faces a major traumatic life event and is subjected to abnormally strong mental stress.)

Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, we must keep an eye on Alison! We can't let her become the next demon king! Or the kind of evil, nonsensical demon king who doesn't care about his own interests!

He seriously suspected that after Alison became the Demon King, she would issue some ridiculous orders that would bring about the social death of others, especially him, her old father.

Alison tilted her head innocently, her eyes full of malice, obviously trying to ruin her father's good mood: "Also, I suggest that he find the conversion relationship between the flesh and magic power ~ just like the theories I told you before ~"

Dumbledore was becoming increasingly tired.

His daughter is a pure-blooded dark wizard, and also a bad girl who is good at playing tricks on people...

Even though he was used to Alison causing him trouble, he still couldn't help but feel a headache every time he had to clean up the mess!

His leisurely afternoon tea time and weekend date with Gail...

Ah, speaking of dating, he now dared not leave Hogwarts - a little bastard had ruined his reputation of several decades in just a short time, the destructive power was too alarming.

What's more, what Alison just said was clearly encouraging Severus to study the forbidden field...

Those soul-body relationships that he and Gale had to be extremely careful and cautious about...

Although Dumbledore actually had some expectations deep down in his heart...

A genius potion master has also joined this research. Communication between the two sides may speed up the research progress...

"...?!"

Wait? Join the research? Communicate with each other?

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, feeling a little calculated.

Alison finally revealed the true purpose of her plan, winked mischievously, and smiled triumphantly.

"Recycling free labor! Is Dad happy? If Dad knew that baby Xifu was going to touch the taboo area, he would definitely continue to keep an eye on him and order him around!"

Dumbledore smiled bitterly in his heart.

Alison knew him so well.

On the surface, the old father, feeling that he was at a disadvantage, sulked his face unconvincedly, took a step back to distance himself, and pretended to be serious and angry.

"—You can't induce Severus to do bad things!"

But he also knew that Alison would never listen to him...

Sure enough, Alison hummed and nodded perfunctorily, and took out a hair curler from somewhere and curled Dumbledore's long beard into a bun.

Other people’s buns are tied on top of their heads, but his father’s is tied below his head!

This is wizarding! This is magical!

Big applause!

"..."

Dumbledore remained silent, feeling both amused and confused by this new look that was so trendy that it gave him rheumatism.

But looking at Alison's happy and complacent little look, Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh and fool himself.

Forget it, let her be happy.

At worst he could just spend more time paying attention to Severus, keep a closer eye on him, and keep in touch with him via regular communications.

Anyway, thanks to the Grindelwald father and daughter, he no longer had to deal with a large number of letters sent from all over the place, so he had a lot of free time, which was more than enough for him to take some time to check on the research progress of his old subordinates.

Alison shook her head, jumping to the topic of interest, and quickly put the annoying former headmaster behind her: "Will the Triwizard Tournament be held?"

Dumbledore nodded, blinked his blue eyes, glanced at Alison's rebellious face, and flashed a meaningful look: "It has been decided to hold it, but it's still early, it will be next year - and you are not old enough."

The tournament is held every five years, hosted in turn by Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, but due to the high number of deaths, it has been discontinued for a long time.

With those prophecy books, he knew the results in advance, and recently he asked some old friends who were related to the Ministry of Magic for information.

Most wizards were eagerly looking forward to the Quidditch World Cup matches - Dumbledore, on the other hand, had rarely lost interest in them, perhaps because he was saddened by the spoilers of the results?

He gave the top box ticket for the Quidditch World Cup to Horace, which he had received. Someone in the Ministry of Magic would give him this, and it was a fashionable gift to make friends. To be honest, it might be more useful to give it to Horace, and the old colleague would definitely be happy to accept it.

Dumbledore returned the tickets that could be returned, and those that could not be returned were given to Minerva - hoping that this old student who was also a Quidditch fanatic and one of his diligent deputies could go watch the game and relax.

If there is a class...

The old principal showed a smiling expression.

As an old professor of Transfiguration, he could help substitute for the class occasionally - his level shouldn't have dropped too much, right?

Of course, that's a bit far-fetched.

In short, in the centuries since the Triwizard Tournament was discontinued, many wizards have tried to restore the tournament. Even with the temptation of the Quidditch World Cup in front of them, they have not relaxed.

The Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Games and Sports have indeed considered making another attempt to strengthen friendships between young wizards of different countries.

Of course, before trying, we must solve the problem that caused the previous suspension - the problem of too many warrior deaths.