Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The cheers of the little wizards were deafening.

Allen was wearing an ordinary Hogwarts school robe, and stood calmly on the Xingyue stage, his blond hair seemed to ignite the place.

Harry foolishly applauded the seals, poked Draco and Hermione next to him, lowered his voice, and said excitedly, "Your Highness immediately compares Lockhart!"

The two friends rolled their eyes at the same time.

on the platform,

Those sea blue eyes swept across the little wizards, revealing a gentle smile.

Allen raised his right hand, then lowered it slightly, twitching the magic line connecting the three persons in charge.

He smiled and stood opposite Professor Flitwick, his slender fingers grasping the wand that had slipped from the sleeve.

Diana backed away calmly, behind the crowd.Those pale blue eyes rolled quietly, watching everyone's expressions.

Van Lundin stepped forward with a smile, skillfully used the transfiguration technique, and conjured up a small ladder that was as high as the stage.

He stepped up the low ladder, stretched out his hand and said loudly,

"The duel show starts now, please invite Professor Flitwick and His Royal Highness Alan!"

This scene was unheard of.

Flitwick was stunned for a moment, the blood in his body reacted before his consciousness, and his heart was full of pride.

He seems to have returned to the time when he preached duels in the Pig's Head Bar, knocked down all the enemies who mocked his elf blood from the high platform, and then competed with the powerful wizards who came here admiringly.

The short professor jumped off the mechanical legs.

He rubbed his fists, took out his wand, and said, "Alan, you must be careful—I'm serious!"

Allen bowed slightly and said gently, "Don't worry, I will do my best."

They raised their wands, bowed to each other, turned and went in opposite directions.

cried Valentin, "The duel begins!"

Flitwick was well aware of Alan's level of duel, so he made a decisive decision when he heard the words, and waved his wand unexpectedly, throwing a red light, "Dizzy!"

Allen's footsteps turned slightly, letting the red light pass by him, and at the same time waving his wand slightly, "Iron armor protects you, remove your weapon!"

Just as Valentine was about to speak, he was pushed by Alger who stepped on the short ladder at some point.

The lion watched the duel on the field intently, and his voice was as fast as Sherlock Holmes reborn.

"Professor Flitwick fell into a coma, but His Highness cleverly dodged it using his body skills. His Highness showed everyone the protective mode of the spell—the Iron Armor Curse is a good choice!"

Valentine quickly gave him a "loud voice" and reminded him, "Speak slowly!"

In this short period of time, Professor Alan and Flitwick have been back and forth for two or three rounds.

Alger pushed him away impatiently, stared closely at the two people in the middle of the stage, and said quickly,

"Your Highness came first, but Professor Flitwick is indeed worthy of being the champion of the duel. He issued the Iron Armor Curse and the Petrification Curse at the same time, oh!——Is that shutting your eyes and listening?

"What an amazing skill! Write it down...

"Ah...let's wait later! Look at His Highness's flexible position! Now on the field, His Highness and Professor Flitwick have switched places!"

The little wizards looked at the two people on the stage with great interest, and shouted in confusion,

"Professor! Professor! Your Highness! Your Highness!"

Valentin laughed.

—Who are you supporting?

He raised his eyes, met Diana who was far away from the crowd, smiled guiltyly, handed over the important task of explanation to Alger, and retreated away from the crowd without a sound.

Grayscale's pupils moved slightly.

He watched the crowd's reaction, taking note of every expression of disgust.

——This is a hidden threat to His Highness.

To his surprise, besides Snape, the one with the ugliest face turned out to be Lockhart.

The well-known idiot looked at Allen coldly, his forget-me-not eyes showed a little killing intent uncontrollably, and his face was a little distorted.

He tapped the contact badge and made Diana look here.

The two looked at each other.

Diana made the call silently.

She said, "You are in charge of monitoring Lockhart. I will contact the Knight Commander and ask him to initiate Lockhart's background investigation."

Valentine replied calmly, "Good."

They have a heavy burden here, but Alger is very happy to see it.

He cheered, "Well done, Your Highness!"

Valentine couldn't help turning his eyes away.

I saw Allen calmly twisted his wand into a wand, and the armor charm fit on the waistline, resisting the sharp fainting ground.

He cast a Flock of Birds conveniently.

The overwhelming number of birds chirping and flying around was easily wiped out by Professor Flitwick's large-scale shattering.

The blond boy and Professor Flitwick exchanged glances.

They tacitly shifted the focus and showed the students the importance of positioning.

With a warm smile, he hung his wand by his side, but he could easily avoid Professor Flitwick's spell by turning sideways, bowing his head inadvertently, or raising his feet sideways.

The short professor laughed, "Oh, Alan—you're more agile!"

Allen laughed, "Your casting speed is slower."

Professor Flitwick snorted softly, and all kinds of spells shot down like arrows all over the sky with extremely oppressive force, causing the audience to cry out in surprise.

Ron said dully, "Merlin's big pants!"

Harry blankly replied, "How did you get away with this?"

Draco cursed, "Shut up, you two idiots!"

Allen smiled and cast an acceleration spell on himself.

He easily dodged the rainforest-like spell while explaining, "When you encounter this situation, you can consider combining the speed-up spell with body skills."

The blond hair was almost shaking.

Everyone could only see a golden light coming and going, and heard him say, "We have to control the timing well, and we can easily avoid all kinds of spells."

Professor Flitwick cooperatively slowed down the speed of casting the spell, allowing the students to observe Alan's skills.

Allen also slowed down his dodging speed.

Alger's explanation continued immediately,

"Look, His Highness just retreated and leaned over, avoiding three spells successively.

"He brushed his wand across his chest, cast an Iron Armor Charm, and blocked the Binding Curse that hit the chest. Oh! And the legs, that's Professor Flitwick's Soft Legs Charm!"

"Great, Your Highness solved this problem with a perfect spin!"

Alger exclaimed, "It's really a beautiful waltz... Oh, I'm sorry!"

Allen stopped in his tracks and cast a large-scale Iron Armor Curse.

The spell almost became a circle, protecting the blond boy in the center without any dead ends.

With a gentle smile, he said embarrassedly, "I'm running out of patience, professor——I'm going to fight back!"

Professor Flitwick narrowed his eyes, and slightly lowered the tip of his wand.

The little wizards held their breath in amazement.

Alan raised his wand with a chuckle, and said quickly, "Quickly imprison, flocks of birds—"

The flock of birds this time was different from the previous ones. Countless birds chirped and covered the sky, completely blocking Professor Flitwick's sight.

But the former dueling champion is not in vain.

He immediately drew a semicircular arc, forming a huge shattering barrier with shattered bodies.

Countless birds turned into powder and scattered on the stage, covering the purple carpet with white.

He swung his wand again, placing an armor charm on it.

Allen showed a relaxed smile, twisted his wrist, and several red lights were cast away one after another, and the powerful fragmentation directly shattered the Iron Armor Curse.

"Tarantella," he said finally.

The incantation caused an uproar.

Professor Flitwick couldn't help being startled, and the short pause caused him to be hit by the spell, and he danced uncontrollably.

He quickly unlocked the spell, looked at Allen helplessly, put away his wand, "Surprise victory?

"—nice idea, Alan!"