Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Suddenly, Allen developed a closeness to Grindelwald.

He chewed on the surname, and almost forgot to arrange the trial of the savior.

No one saw the blond crown prince crying and laughing in embarrassment, just like no one would know the blood relationship between him and Grindelwald.

It's a secret.

Before you have all the confidence to decide the victory, you can't easily disclose it.

Allen quickly tidied himself up. It was rare for him to take the initiative to drink the potion. A bottle of lightening agent brought him back to normal. The redness and swelling on his eyes and the hoarseness of his throat quickly dissipated, as if they had never appeared.

He happily chose a grand gown, with all the badges of glory, with golden ribbons and dazzling diamond brooches, and waltzed silently in the dormitory.

He twirled, his heart like a blooming rose.

He dances all the dances, stepping to the beat of memory blooming.He danced passionately in Spanish dances, and then calmed down and danced courtly restrained steps.

Salazar looked at the junior in horror, almost thinking he was crazy.

at last……

The excitement seemed to be calmed down, Allen hummed a song and changed into an ordinary dress.

He happily buckled on the camera watch that had been transformed by alchemy, and decided to go back and tell His Majesty the good news.

Yes, he knew—Edward wasn't going to watch his tapes.

His Majesty the King will always trust and respect him.

Therefore, he wants to give his father a big gift!

His mother was a wizard!

Wizard!

How could it be possible to die because of giving birth to a child?

The blond boy walked towards the door with a perfect smile, picked up his college robe, put it on in a circle, and then stepped out of the dormitory steadily.

——At the dinner party, there was a good show!

Sitting at the Slytherin table, he watched Dumbledore receive an owl and then hurried away.

Quirrell...

Oh no, a certain Dark Lord looked at him for a moment, then lowered his head with a flashing smile.

At this time, the three little lions on the Gryffindor table looked in horror at the direction Dumbledore was leaving, and looked at Snape warily.

Harry's face was determined, as if he had made up his mind.

He said something to the two little friends, and then took some more food as if he were dead.

Draco pouted, "What's Pot doing?"

Allen smiled and shook his head, "Ah...who knows? Maybe it's because you remembered your final grades?"

Draco let out a long "oh" and said gloatingly, "Granger is seriously pressing him to study, but he doesn't know if he learns or not."

The little peacock was strangely excited, and he said, "Alan, I'm going to pass the savior exam!"

Allen appreciated, "This is the reward for your hard work, Draco! Congratulations in advance!"

Young Master Platinum looked strangely, and asked, "Why are you in such a good mood today? Is there anything good?"

Allen smiled lightly, and replied, "It's a difficult problem that has troubled me for many years, and I finally have a clue!"

He gently raised his eyes to look at the ceiling of Hogwarts, watching a bright meteor occasionally flash across the twinkling stars.

Nine o'clock curfew.

Allen held the book leisurely and read it while sitting in the armchair.

He cast a powerful confusion spell, took off his watch and put it under the pillow, took a new watch and put it on, pressed the school manager's ring on himself, and then went to the fourth floor with the illusion spell.

The blond crown prince waited for a long time in the corridor, and when it was almost ten o'clock, he saw that Quirrell was late.

This person feigned timidity professionally, looked around carefully, the timidity on that face slowly disappeared, and became very hard.

Wearing a huge purple hood, he stepped back and swayed through the battered door.

The faint sound of the harp came, and Allen heard a loud sound of something hitting the ground.

He walked over slowly with his eyes downcast, holding the doorknob with his right hand, raised his left hand, looked at his watch and waited.

His sea blue eyes complemented the dark blue dial until 10 minutes later, he firmly pushed open the door.

The melodious music is still playing.

The three-headed dog Lu Wei is still sleeping.

Allen waved his hand, and the trap door opened silently.

He stepped on the magic factor and fell in gently, as if flying.

He didn't need to use his hands, the magic power in the air spontaneously cleared the way for him, and made a big hole in the middle of the devil's net, as if respectfully welcoming the arrival of the king.

Allen landed lightly on the ground and walked into the second door.

Opposite is a battered broomstick.

Allen slightly turned his eyes away - he really didn't like brooms.

The sound of a group of wings flapping came, and he thought it was some strange creature, but when he looked up, he saw nearly a hundred birds that were as dazzling as jewels.

—No, that's not a bird, that's a key!

The sea-blue eyes keenly landed on the heavy wooden door, took note of the appearance of the keyhole, and then climbed up the stairs.

He stepped on the air, as if stepping on some transparent steps, and easily grabbed a big silver key that looked like a doorknob.

——It's easy, after all, its wings have been injured.

Allen landed gently on the ground, and opened the door gracefully and casually.

Oh... giant chess board?

He secretly marveled, this looks like an extremely outstanding transfiguration technique, it really takes some time to decipher it, or obediently follow the board game.

He smiled lightly.

It doesn't matter, one force will drop ten meetings.

The magic field blocked this space, and all the chess pieces seemed to be dead silent, allowing Allen to walk through the middle.

The dazzling blond hair stayed in front of the White Queen, and said softly, "General!"

He smiled, the sea and stars in his eyes were gone, he lifted his robe lightly, and walked out of the chessboard in a gentle manner.

then……

There was a familiar troll stench.

The refreshing mantra surged out in an instant, opening up a refreshing path for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Allen stepped in and saw a giant monster fainting aside.

This troll was even bigger than the last one, with a bloody lump on its head.

——Look, this is the ability that a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor should have!

He stomped indifferently and flew past the troll.

Then he cracked Snape's level lightly and skillfully.

Oh, God……

Why would anyone dare to use such simple logical reasoning to protect such an important thing?

Wizards are really unreasonable.

Allen shook his head.

He pressed the gemstone in the center of the school manager's ring, opened the alchemy products around him that were silent, confusing, and protective, disappeared in place without any fluctuations in magic power, and easily survived the magic fire with the help of the magic power blockade.

He walked into the final level.

Also came to this difficult place to come and go.