Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Seeing that the team was really heading towards the Ravenclaw Tower, Lockhart couldn't help but panic.

He laughed dryly and talked nonsense, but Professor McGonagall slapped him back gently.

"—Oh, Gilderoy, you can't do it, can you?"

Fudge was also angry. "Oh, Rogid? What's the matter with you?"

Lockhart explained in a panic, but apparently no one believed him.

Seeing that the place was almost here, he finally plucked up the courage, pulled Allen over, hugged him in front of him, and said, "Oh, Minister, you don't know--Mr. Cornwall is my favorite student. "

Snape said coldly, "Really?"

Malfoy immediately mocked, "How did I hear that His Highness's alchemist is Mr. Nicole Flamel?"

Allen lowered his eyes coldly.

As if it was a replay of the last class, the boy obviously didn't do anything, but Lockhart just felt the tingling pain in his right hand.

Lockhart immediately let go of the blond boy, finally reflecting.

He thought, he shouldn't be here today.

So he showed what he thought was a perfect smile, with eight teeth gleaming.

The third-rate writer who paid attention to the image waved his hand, "Oh, well, maybe we should let Mr. Cornwall complete the teleportation array as soon as possible?

"Aha, then, I won't bother—Mr. Minister, how are you this afternoon?"

In the eyes of everyone, he almost ran away.

Fudge frowned at his fleeing back, and asked, "Is he really an idiot, Albus?"

Lucius wanted to say something, but saw Alan's eyes.

Those sea-blue eyes were extremely cold, and they seemed to glance over casually at this moment, warning him not to make any further complications.

The shrewd Malfoy paused, leaned over smoothly, and shut his mouth as expected.

Allen withdrew his gaze and followed Dumbledore to the Ravenclaw tower.

——This is his first time here.

The entrance was not as elegant as he had imagined, just an old bare wooden board with a bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle hanging from it.

Seeing that he was interested, Professor Flitwick explained enthusiastically, "Oh, Ellen, look at the Ravenclaw tower. Don't underestimate the door knocker - you have to answer questions about it to enter the common room .”

He sat on the mechanical legs, barely level with Allen.

"I heard the Sorting Hat said that it originally considered sorting you into Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. What a pity, our lounge has a particularly beautiful arched window!"

Professor Flitwick looked at the eagle ring with a gentle expression, and tilted his head at Allen, "The lighting is very good, you know-I heard that the Slytherin lounge is underground, so it may not be very bright."

Allen smiled and complimented, "I really like the ample lighting. My study and bedroom at home are on the second floor where there is plenty of sunlight."

Snape snorted coldly and glared impatiently at Dumbledore.

The old man had no choice but to talk to the mud again, and patted Allen on the back.

He tilted his head and suggested, "Oh, Alan, let's complete the teleportation array soon—so the old man can have some time to go back and eat some candy?"

Allen smiled, took a step forward, and suggested, "The teleportation array will be completed soon, but can you eat less candy?"

He said helplessly, "I'm the one who boils your tooth-healthy potion now—I have to say, your consumption is really too great!"

Dumbledore chuckled.

The deans of the three colleges couldn't help but laugh too.

Even Snape showed a hint of relief that he was finally out of big trouble.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic seemed to be separated from another world, but they had come uninvited anyway, so they had to restrain their temper.

Allen skillfully drew three magic circles, fused them together, and photographed them on the castle platform.

Fudge exclaimed, "Oh, it's much smoother this time—look, Lucius, how our little prince is making progress!"

Lucius gave a standard Malfoy fifteen-degree smile.

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, his azure blue eyes looked over the lens at the calm little prince, and he blinked helplessly.

The next few teleportation formations progressed extremely quickly.

Allen briskly finished arranging the huge teleportation array in the Hogwarts auditorium, and then completed the Hufflepuff part.

Fudge finally felt bored.

He leaned back and asked how the media recorded it.After getting the answer he wanted, he bid farewell to Dumbledore immediately.

He found Allen, shook hands with Allen, and the flashlights of the media appeared immediately.

Allen was well prepared this time, showing a confident and calm crown prince smile.

——Be patient, this dizzy Minister of Magic is leaving soon!

Lucius stretched out his hand gracefully, signaling that he would stay, and he dragged his aria, "You know, Minister—I want to see Draco too."

Fudge complimented a few words, and couldn't wait to leave with the media.

The deans looked coldly at Fudge who was going away, and even the gentle Professor Sprout couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

——It is really hard work to deal with such an arrogant person with a certain status.

When they finally arrived outside the Slytherin lounge, they had long heard that the little snakes who built the teleportation array were waiting secretly at the door.

As soon as he saw someone coming, a little snake immediately ran over to report to Master Malfoy.

Draco was leaning on the sofa with a milk cup in his hand. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and sighed, "They're finally here. Is the teleportation array so difficult?"

He walked out quickly, ready to laugh at the blond jerk, but was first glared at by Snape, and then saw his blond father.

Master Malfoy immediately clamped his tail.

He walked quickly to Lucius' side, seeing the blond bastard standing aside with a half-smile, he couldn't help but stare at him.

Allen sighed softly, "Mr. Malfoy, you can rest assured that Draco is doing well in Slytherin."

Lucius smiled lightly, "You're right."

Draco curled his lips, not wanting to hear the two of them coping endlessly, and asked directly, "Is the teleportation array difficult? Otherwise, why did it take you a long time to come here?"

Allen smiled and replied, "I met Minister Fudge in the principal's office."

Draco nodded knowingly.

Snape said coldly, "Cornwall, if your brain is not covered with achnatherum splendens, you should sympathize with your poor old professor and see if his little research time has been taken up stupidly."

He raised his eyebrows, "Instead of sharing my stupid experience with the little Mr. Malfoy who is always together."

Draco's tail drooped even more, and he ducked behind his father.

Lucius stepped forward, blocked his friend's cold gaze, and smiled Malfoy's standard smile, "Oh, Severus, don't be too harsh on the child..."

He leaned slightly towards Allen and said, "Oh, Your Highness, I still have to work hard for you!"

Dumbledore watched them quarreling leniently, and took two steps back thoughtfully to make room for Allen.

The little snakes restrainedly stood behind the dean, observing the strength of the Muggle crown prince.

——It's not that they know too little, but that the crown prince has almost never made a move in front of others.

Allen's eyes slid past them inadvertently, dropped his right arm, and let the wand slide down to the palm of his right hand.

He raised his wand, lightly sketched the three-level formation of the teleportation formation, and combined them into one place.

The orange-red formation seemed to be burned by flames, and it was bright and hot.Under the black lake where snakes inhabit, it faintly seems to have burned all the moisture in the air.

The little snakes were silent and respectful.

Although they don't know much about the alchemy formation, they know the complexity of the alchemy formation at least, and they have never heard of using magic power to directly open the alchemy formation!

Allen pressed down on his wand and sent the teleportation array into the ground.

He looked back easily, looked at the gratified principal and several deans, and said with a smile, "Let the deans take care of the rest."

Professor McGonagall still remembered how the child behaved badly, and nodded a little worriedly, "Don't worry, Alan."

Professor Sprout touched his herbal bracelet in a friendly manner, and patted Professor Maomao lightly, "Hey, let's not worry about the children's affairs!"

Professor Flitwick jumped off the mechanical legs sharply, held Alan's arm tightly, and said, "Alan, let's go and arrange it in my office!"

Snape's eyes widened, staring at him intently.

Professor Flitwick laughed loudly, "Oh, Severus, you are so close, it doesn't matter when it will be completed!"