HP Shavings Wizard

The ground mink is a magical creature that looks like an enlarged version of a snow ferret and has a danger level of 3X.

Alison loves its soft fur, which would make a great scarf and coat.

Found in the UK, Ireland and North America, it spends most of its time underground, chasing after root-munching goblins, but also eating small animals like moles, mice and voles, just like a true marten.

The interesting thing about this creature is that it can talk. However, it is not intelligent enough to have a real conversation, but just mimics what a parrot can say, often spouting a string of short and blunt curses.

Now, Alison was holding a marten's tail in her hand.

The marten tried to resist, twisting its body to bite her hand, its claws sliding in the air and scratching weakly.

It really is insulting.

This doesn't require you to feel dirty or like the little animals are cursing at you, but it is.

"Get lost, Mudblood!"

Strictly speaking, Alison is a half-blood wizard and cannot be called a mudblood. The mink probably just used this insult because he heard similar wizard curse words and could not distinguish between the Muggleblood wizards that were discriminated against by the wizarding world in the past.

Alison ignored its inability to penetrate the defenses of her biting behavior and the illogical curse words, and focused on picking up the small animal she caught on the grass by the Black Lake and studying it slowly.

A bright and brilliant blue spell hit it.

The frightened and fierce little eyes of the marten gradually became dull, and when it became quiet, it finally looked a bit cute like the Muggle animals that resembled it.

The little red-haired wizard tried to control the half-grown creature to speak.

The marten opened its mouth, revealing the well-developed canine teeth typical of mustelids, which were large and pointed. Its slender pink tongue trembled slightly, and it stiffly spit out what Alison wanted it to say.

"My fellow countryman, do you think I look like a human or a god?"

He spoke Chinese with a slurred voice, as if there was a lump in his throat.

Alison adjusted it a few more times, but was finally able to get the mink to speak more clearly.

After looking the huge white thing up and down, the little red-haired wizard pointed his wand at it again, cleared his throat, and tried a spell.

"Daisies, sweet cream and sunshine! Turn this silly earth mink yellow."

The ferret had completely turned into a yellow fox. Alison put it down and manipulated it a few more times until she got the hang of it. She could make it fly a short distance and then stand upright to look at people.

The red-haired little wizard's eyes were filled with evil joy. He put away the marten and sneaked through the portal to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.

Because they paid attention to the time difference, it was lunchtime in China at this time. Most of the Taoists were sitting in the restaurant queuing up to get their meals. There were also some foreign little wizards who wanted to try Chinese food mixed in. The aunt who served the food did not tremble and gave them all large pieces of meat and vegetable rice without any treatment.

A yellow fox scurried in like a big rat.

Everyone who noticed the weasel running in fearlessly was startled.

Although there are wildlife protection laws now, why did this thing come here? Is it owned by someone? But who would keep such a thing as a pet?

Some people didn't know what to do, and some even considered calling the police and asking the police and the Forestry Bureau to come and capture the wild animals.

After all, it is quite strange that wild animals under state protection appear in Tianshi Mansion.

But soon, everyone saw the weasel Shui Lingling who had rushed in stood up.

When it straightened up and stood up like a human, a thought vaguely came into everyone's mind: Could this be a spirit?

The yellow-skinned man spoke to the young Taoist priests: "Fellow villagers, fellow villagers, do you think I look like a human or a god?"

There was silence.

The auntie who was serving the food was stunned. Her hands finally began to tremble, and chunks of meat fell back into the iron box.

The young Taoist priests didn't bother to get food, they all looked at the yellow-skinned creature that stood up and spoke in human language in shock, and they felt sick. Some of them remembered that they didn't bring their amulets with them when they ate, their faces suddenly changed, and they quickly took two steps back to stay away from the strange thing.

Not only did they lack sufficient concentration, even the Taoist priests who were teachers were almost cracked.

The legend of the weasel asking for a title is very widely spread, and Taoists are naturally very knowledgeable about this kind of monster.

These days, animals are so brazen about becoming spirits? It’s clearly forbidden to become spirits after the founding of the People’s Republic of China!

Moreover, how dare he come to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to ask for a title after becoming a spirit? Do you think your life is too long? There are Taoist priests here, and it is really hard to distinguish between the big and small kings!

According to legend, no matter what the answer is, the result will not be good, because as long as you answer it, your life span and luck will be shortened.

And if you answer that it looks like a human, its cultivation may fail, but it will be able to walk upright like a human, and then it will harass and retaliate against you every day in the future.

If you answer that it is like a god, it may become an immortal immediately, but will require your descendants to worship it from generation to generation - their future fate is that their descendants will never become rich, but they will not starve to death.

A young Taoist priest said nothing and tried to subdue the yellow-skinned monster by fighting it for three hundred rounds.

Someone nearby quickly stopped him and pressed down the hand that was making the gesture: "Calm down, calm down, this is a national protected animal! Let's not talk about whether you can beat it or not, there are so many people here, if you dare to hit it with the Five Thunder Talisman, the police uncle will give you a free silver bracelet! If you lose, you will get hurt, and if you win, you will get a free meal from the government, it's not worth it!"

...Damn it!

Ever since laws like the Wildlife Protection Act came out, there has been a tragically thick barrier between national popularization and the protection of plants and animals!

Even the Taoists had to start looking for substitutes for some of the materials they used to draw talismans.

"I think you look like a 148cm tall golden-haired flat-breasted tsundere animal-eared nine-tailed fox loli!"

Someone shouted in the crowd.

The people around were speechless. Why are you making a wish here? This is a public place, not an empty area. Everyone is listening!

Obviously, the yellow fox will not be affected by such nonsensical wishes.

Finally, the Taoist priests looked at each other, took action first, bowed respectfully to the yellow-skinned man, and said, "Wulian Tianzun."

The yellow fox stood up and looked at them with its dark little eyes.

After approaching, the most perceptive Wang Hengzhi frowned and found something wrong. While the other Taoist friends were distracting the yellow-skinned man, he cast a transformation spell to make the evil spirit appear: "The sky and the earth are bright, and all the qi is mixed. I have obtained the true one, the inner jade court... the flying jade altar, and a clone, hurry up and obey the command."

The yellow-skinned creature was instantly transformed back to its original form by the spell and fell to the ground motionless. The influence of the black magic on its body was also lifted.

...is a big, confused ferret.

Judging from the fluctuations of magic power, it should be a local mink from the UK, Ireland or the United States.

The weasel instinctively muttered curses in English. It was probably some naughty kid from another school who heard the legend of the Chinese weasel asking for a title, and used the Soul-stealing Curse and Transfiguration to modify the weasel's appearance, and brought it here to scare the Taoists in the Tianshi Mansion.

Several brave young Taoist priests flushed and rushed forward quickly, picked up the marten and tied it up. Now they were completely sure that this thing was not some legendary monster, Huang Daxian, but an invasive species that was simply pushed in to cause trouble!

What they want to know now is, which bastard has the guts to come to Tianshi Mansion to cause trouble?

The problem is that I really scared them, which is very embarrassing.

Tianshi Mansion has been established for so many years, but has never encountered such a thing!

The Taoists who were pranked were speechless and depressed, but they couldn't find the person who controlled them.

Alison, who has kept her fame and achievements to herself, has sneaked back.

Finally, the native mink, which had traveled to a foreign country for an hour, was taken back to its happy home of Hogwarts as an invasive species.

Although Ilvermorny in the United States is also one of the suspects, looking at the knowing expression on the face of Wang Hengzhi, the leader, he probably has guessed which naughty kid did the prank, but due to cooperation and international relations, he did not directly condemn it.

……

Just like a sneak, Alison casually teased the Taoists of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and then she wandered into the portal connecting to Whitehall.

Here in Whitehall, you can see many people in wizard robes traveling and strolling on the streets.

Because Princess Diana wore a wizard robe at a recent public charity event, it was only natural that a retro medieval fashion trend started in Britain with the media's extensive publicity.

Fashion is a cycle, and people's aesthetic tastes will return to the starting point.

Alison could recognize at a glance that the outfit in the Muggle news photo was actually a popular style in the Parisian wizarding world recently.

It is probably the result of Princess Diana going shopping in the wizarding world of Paris, and wearing it out one day. As a result, there are many people imitating wizard robes in the streets now, and it is hard to tell who are wizards and who are muggles.

But some of them can be recognized just by looking at their faces.

The Muggle world is very large, and the British government is wealthy enough to recruit wizards. With the cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, the salaries they offer are real money, which has attracted many working wizards.

In addition to the convenient transportation, Hogwarts took into consideration the future of the children (strong laborers, graduates' cattle and horses) and the positive attitude of the Muggle community and simply sent the senior students with fewer classes to come for internships and work.

In the sixth and seventh grades, students attend advanced classes. One has to get an O in the fifth-year wizard level exam to continue to apply for advanced classes taught by relevant professors.

If you get excellent grades in every course, you will be very busy and your schedule will be almost full. But if you are good at a certain subject, some people only need to take one or two classes a week, which means they have plenty of extra time to use.

The British government’s internship is aimed at these “idle people” who are not good at one subject.

It's on a voluntary basis, there's no coercion, but the salary and benefits are very good, no lower than normal Ministry of Magic officials. You can make money while you're in school, give some money back to your family, and prepare some start-up capital for your future life.

If you intend to continue working after graduation in the future, your years of service can be directly counted as part of your working years, and your salary can be increased based on your scores in the Ultimate Wizard Level Examination.

After obtaining permission from Hogwarts, job information and remuneration were posted directly on the bulletin board in the common room of each college.

While attracting ready-made outstanding senior students, it also gives the juniors a specific direction to work towards, helps them accumulate some goodwill towards the Muggle world, increases the visibility of the British government, and puts this place on the list of considerations for future graduates looking for jobs.

So now, Alison passed by many underage cattle and horses with clear but stupid eyes and in a hurry - it can be seen that they are very serious and honest about their work.

"..."

The capitalist trap.

Sure enough, money can make all the difference.

The same goes for wizards who have money.

Although the British government is still busy catching up on magical knowledge, it has not fallen behind in wooing the domestic wizarding community and is slowly increasing its presence and influence.

As Halloween is approaching this year, the British royal family has even invited dance troupes and drama performers from the wizarding world to perform in the square of the Muggle world - but they claim to the outside world that it is high-tech and a technological breakthrough in order to avoid causing confusion.

The wizarding world also promoted it, and even paid to be published in the Daily Prophet, saying that a famous dance troupe would be organizing performances at XX Square in the Muggle world, as well as Halloween celebrations, and that the British royal family and government welcomed wizards from the wizarding world to celebrate the festival together.

In addition to Hogwarts, which is a serious school that teaches magic knowledge, there are also various "Quick Spell Crash Course (Filch signed up for it, it's a scam institution that claims to allow Squibs to cast spells)" and "The Great British School of Dance (specializing in teaching stage plays and singing and dancing)"...

Perhaps because they had discussed it in private, the School of Music and Dance responded publicly very quickly, saying that the entire school would go there together to participate in the Halloween celebrations together with Muggles as wizards in line with the festive atmosphere.

Thinking about the recent complicated affairs in the Muggle and wizarding worlds, Alison strolled around Whitehall, moving little by little with the flow of people, and slowly visiting the place like a normal tourist.

As I walked with my mind empty, I gradually deviated from the direction. The crowds of people sightseeing around me also thinned out. In the end, only the green branches and flowers were left, swaying slightly in the sun and growing desperately.

"Confuse the audience! Oblivion! Fall to the ground in a daze!"

A female voice that sounded a little hoarse and tired was heard, but the casting action was crisp and clear.

Almost as soon as the words fell, several rays of light accurately hit the paparazzi, whose face was filled with shock and fear. He felt dizzy and tried hard to protect the camera to avoid the spell, but when the spell hit him, a dazed look appeared on his face, he closed his eyes, and knocked the back of his head to the ground, and he fell completely asleep.

The camera was also scattered into pieces under this huge movement.

The sound was so loud, but people no longer reacted.

Of course, the one casting the spell wasn't our little red-haired wizard.

Alison just stood on the park path, raised an eyebrow in interest, and then through the dense green leaves in front of her, she met a pair of clear and stupid beautiful blue eyes.