HP Shavings Wizard

Chapter 323 Riding

After Bagman finished his instructions, everyone dispersed.

Alison naturally went with Dumbledore, Grindelwald and their family of three.

The old headmaster was walking back to Hogwarts Castle with his lover and daughter.

Although he looked like a winner in life, he sighed softly.

Alison stole a glance at her father's face.

Although Dumbledore did not look bad and was still smiling, Alison could keenly sense that her father was in a low mood and a little tired.

Dumbledore did not directly mention any clichés.

Just like an ordinary father, he slowly asked Alison about her feelings about the game, as if he had never learned about Alison's game process in advance from Professor McGonagall.

"How did you feel when facing the Hungarian Horntail during the competition? Were you scared?"

Allison held a few toy dragons she had selected earlier, her eyes sparkling and her voice drawling childishly.

"Not at all! The other side is - a complete loser!"

Grindelwald glanced at the naughty kid and the toy dragons with disdain - it was actually the old devil who remembered to bring these little dragons with him during his final match, and handed them to Alison, who had obviously shown her liking for them, after the match.

Dumbledore laughed and continued chatting: "I see... I heard that you also transformed into a Hungarian Horntail Dragon. Sounds good? It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes..."

After a pause, he said meaningfully: "I wonder if I will have the chance to see it..."

He wanted to confirm Alison's state during the transformation to see if there was anything abnormal - after all, normal Animagus could not transform into magical creatures.

Of course, I am somewhat curious.

Hearing this, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and his expression became half-smile - it seemed like he wanted to laugh, but was trying hard to hold it back - it was obvious that he was up to something bad.

As if he had expected this, Dumbledore glanced at Grindelwald calmly.

Alison didn't care about Grindelwald's reaction. She just raised her chin, didn't answer, and started to transform as if to show off.

The pupils of the eyes contracted and deformed into vertical pupils, the red hair bulged and transformed into spikes and scales, the face also twisted, the whole person began to swell, and the scapula stretched out a pair of flesh wings...

Soon, a Hungarian Horntail with a conspicuous red spot on its neck and heterochromatic eyes appeared in front of the two.

She was fifteen meters tall, looking down at the two dwarfs.

Dumbledore looked encouraging and clapped softly in appreciation.

Grindelwald's look became even more malicious.

Look at the clothes he is dressed up today, perfect for riding a dragon and being a dragon knight!

The fire dragon is a powerful, dangerous, and beautiful creature, which really suits the preferences of many people who admire the strong.

But the wizarding world has not yet successfully tamed a fire dragon.

Since Alison was his and Al's daughter, what was wrong with her serving her father?

The sub-adult fire dragon over there had no idea what her father was planning, and she was proudly showing off the results of her transformation.

The dangerous, spiked tail swung back and forth, making a whirring sound in the air—the dirt and grass kicked up by the spikes almost splashed onto Grindelwald's carefully selected clothes.

Grindelwald reluctantly took a few steps back, avoiding the dirt and grass roots swung by her tail, then looked up at the majestic and triumphant Hungarian Horntail Dragon.

Dumbledore turned his head sharply and noticed Gale's great interest in looking at the dragon - this was definitely a dangerous signal.

However, at this time, Allison, who was so big that she looked down at the dwarves and couldn't see their subtle expressions, had already lowered her head and carefully avoided the spikes on her head, and only rubbed her father with the scales on her face.

A 15-meter-tall big guy is acting like a spoiled brat...

Dumbledore couldn't take care of Grindelwald.

He looked down at Alison's pointed head, then glanced at Gail, who was smiling with his eyebrows raised, as if eager to try, and his eyes moved between the two of them.

In the end, the old principal just sighed helplessly, quietly, and chose to gently stroke the protruding, bird-beak-like nose on the Hungarian Horntail Dragon's face with his slender hands.

What a big fire dragon...

He sighed slightly.

Alison's vertical pupils are as big as a human head.

The sub-adult fire dragon still felt like a baby who had not grown up, and made a strange chirping sound similar to the song of a bird - it sounded really too cute.

Dumbledore couldn't help but curl his brows and continued to stroke the dragon's head with a smile, then slowly stroked its nose to its face and the spikes on the back.

Grindelwald also took a few steps forward and stroked the other cheek of the docile dragon, his eyes full of exploratory interest.

Alison's vertical pupils moved along with Grindelwald's movements.

As she got closer and saw clearly the expression on her father's face, her instinct as a little wizard made her alarm bells go off.

As if he had noticed Alison's change of mood, Grindelwald raised his head and met her gaze. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he blinked at her innocently, looking a little bewitched.

When you give a gift to someone, you must ask for something in return!

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing!

The weasel is sending New Year greetings to the rooster, which is not a good idea!

Alison flapped her wings gently and tilted her head, expressing her confusion with her actions. She couldn't quite understand why the old man was hesitating and not speaking.

Grindelwald tried hard to hold back his laughter, and continued to maintain a gentle, coaxing expression as he spoke tentatively.

"Alison, can I ride you for a try?"

Dumbledore's men paused, their expressions subtle.

How should I put it? He had this idea in mind, after all, Alison looked so big.

His Gryffindor-loving, adventurous heart was ready to move...

I've been holding it in for a long time, and this is it...

It's not a big deal.

Fire dragons don't have any rules that prohibit other creatures from riding on their backs, or that it would damage their dignity. After all, no matter how strong a fire dragon is, it is still a wild beast, without any civilization. Courtship between male and female fire dragons has nothing to do with the back.

Alison flicked her tail nonchalantly, stirring up more dirt and weeds.

However, she turned her head and looked at the row of spikes on her back.

Were her fathers going to hang on to this like an Indian train ticket and ride the dragon?

It will fall down...

Grindelwald didn't care what to do next, he just wanted to get the child to agree first.

He was very excited and eager to try. He touched the dragon's scales again and said, "Let me try!"