HP Shavings Wizard

Harry, who was actively eating, looked confused when Alison grabbed his arm and forcibly dragged him out of the hall.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, not understanding why the headmaster's daughter, the legendary figure of Slytherin, suddenly came to Harry and directly dragged their little friend out of the hall.

Out of concern, the two of them hurriedly followed.

As Alison made her way up the stairs, she cast a sharp glance at the two of Harry's companions following behind her, but said nothing more.

The Gryffindor triangle.

Buy one get two free.

Her follower's follower is roughly equivalent to her follower.

Harry, who was dragged upstairs, finally couldn't help but ask: "Alison? Where are we going?"

Alison said simply: "Eighth floor, Room of Requests."

Harry knew this place.

He heard from his godfather Sirius about the "adventure stories" of Sirius and his father James at Hogwarts.

This included the magical room they discovered while exploring Hogwarts Castle.

The two had used this room for night activities.

But he was obviously more confused by Alison's Riddler behavior: "What are you doing there?"

The little red-haired wizard raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you know - I am looking for a test subject to do a small experiment. You are honored to be selected. Are you happy? Are you surprised?"

“……!!!!!”

Harry tensed instantly.

What could a dangerous dark wizard like Alison be experimenting with?

"Experimental subject? What kind of experiment?"

Some ominous images from the books on dark magic that he had seen in the Black family's study, as well as some terrible dark creatures that he had learned about in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, emerged in his mind.

As his mind wandered, he subconsciously brought into mind some of the fluffy "little cuties" he had seen when he visited Hagrid.

Although he had indeed comforted his big friend Hagrid sincerely at that time, he had to admit that he felt a little secretly relieved after learning that Professor Dumbledore had sent away some high-risk animals.

And he still couldn't forget those giant eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest...

Sometimes I can really relate to Ron's arachnophobia.

Just thinking about it almost made me want to cast an Imperius Curse out of my wand.

He thought about it sadly, swallowed his saliva, and asked carefully and fearlessly: "...Will it hurt?"

However, even though he was frightened by the scene in his mind, he still did not break free from Alison's hand and turned around to run away.

Admiring the frightened looks on other people's faces, Alison finally felt guilty and explained a little more: "I need someone to help me look at something, to see if what I can see is the same as what he can see..."

All the images in my mind were shattered.

Harry was relieved and nodded: "I will do my best to help."

After walking on solid ground for a short while, Alison began to get tired of the slow pace.

She waved her wand and cast a levitation spell on herself and the three little ones.

The little lions instantly lost their sense of groundedness, felt their whole bodies were light and they cried out in surprise subconsciously.

The four of them quickly floated up the stairs to the eighth floor.

The surrounding scenes kept changing, and this perspective was quite novel.

Attracted by this wonderful feeling, several people stopped making any sound.

Alison reached the eighth-floor corridor and walked briskly back and forth three times across from the troll tapestry, wishing for a quiet room where she would not be disturbed.

...Speaking of which, if she wishes for a room leading to the secret rooms of various colleges, I don’t know if it will be possible?

This kind of loophole behavior should not be allowed...

Soon, a smooth door appeared in front of them.

The three little ones were not very surprised.

If Harry knew it, it was almost as if the other two knew it too.

When they were wandering at night, they came here secretly using invisibility cloaks.

Alison pushed the door open first, and the little lions followed closely behind, entering the room like a little tail.

A very spacious and bright room.

It was empty, nothing.

Harry looked around and asked curiously, "What experiment are we going to do here?"

He really didn't see anything special that he needed to see.

Alison didn't answer, but a book with a blue background and gold patterns appeared out of thin air in her hand.

After opening the book, she pressed her fingertips and a huge, magnificent blue oval portal instantly appeared beside her.

“……!!!!!”

The three little wizards stared at the scene in front of them in amazement.

This was definitely not any kind of magic they were learning now.

Ron's face was filled with shock, and he obviously couldn't comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

Hermione thought carefully about the extracurricular books she had read in the library, but could not find any records of similar magic.

In this unknown situation, the little brown-haired wizard widened his eyes, not caring about his fear and unfamiliarity with Alison, and asked excitedly: "How did you do it? What kind of magic is this?"

Alison was too lazy to explain, so she didn't answer. She just walked in first with a slightly cold tone: "Follow me in."

It wasn't that she had a problem with Hermione.

She hated stupid people, and Hermione was pretty smart.

Just don't force any interference on her or say "vomit" in front of her, and she won't feel too bad about it.

Now she was simply not sure whether outsiders could see the game interface.

If you can't see it and can't enter the game, then everything is in vain. No explanation can be clear and it's just a waste of time.

Harry took a deep breath and followed Alison into the portal.

Hermione pursed her lips and followed closely behind with Ron.

The surrounding area is a dead silent... village?

The dim light dimly illuminated the dilapidated house. They were in the open space in front of the house. It was so dark that even the grass on the ground seemed pitch black, eerie and ominous.

There is a huge unfolded interface in the middle, and there are options that seem to be made of stone.

The three little ones ignored their previous emotions and looked blankly at everything in front of them that was so different from reality. They felt as if they had traveled to another world.

They subconsciously huddled together and looked at the strange dark wizard who was the only one who knew everything: "Where is this?"

Alison didn't answer, but asked, "Did you see the character selection interface in the middle?"

Character selection screen?

Several people's eyes fell on the blank, bare transparent interface. They roughly understood what Alison was pointing at and nodded obediently.

Alison looked happier. "What's on it? Are there any figures?"

Harry shook his head and described it in detail: "No, there are only some options at the bottom, and some are gray..."

Hermione frowned and pointed downwards, looking completely confused: "What do those...options mean?"

Alison did not hide her delight and was willing to say more: "Literally! This is a game world, similar to the computer games for Muggles!"