Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Harry Potter is going to another hospital.

The news spread throughout Hogwarts again in a short time.

The Weasley twins were standing on the couch in the Gryffindor common room playing treasure, looking at each other affectionately.

"Oh, George..."

"I know, Fred..."

"Our Seeker, dear Harry..."

"Fly away with wings..."

They held their hands over their hearts exaggeratedly, and looked at Harry by the fireplace.

Harry blushed, gave them a reproachful look, and then refrained from saying goodbye to his friends one by one.

Ron looked at him in dismay, and the Charlie Cannons jersey Harry had given him didn't do much to cheer him up.

He said in frustration, "Brother... I knew this day would come."

Harry was at a loss, "Come on, Ron - we'll be friends forever!"

He hugged his little friend, and then hugged Hermione next to him.

The little witch forced a smile, "Oh, Harry... I didn't expect you to be transferred..."

She shrugged pretending to be relaxed, "But His Highness is there, and Draco! We don't have to worry about you being bullied..."

She couldn't help sobbing, and hugged Harry for a while longer.

Hermione wiped away her tears and said, "Okay... don't stay here anymore, go to the dormitory and pack your things! Has Slytherin arranged a dormitory for you?"

Harry nodded briefly, a little excited, "It is said that they allocated me a separate room, right next to my brother's room!"

Speaking of Allen, he puffed out his chest unobtrusively.

Hermione rolled her eyes half-crying and half-smiling, and shook him with her bag, wiped away her tears and said, "You really know how to show off now!——Let's go!"

Harry nodded and ran happily to the dormitory.

He scrambled his things into the suitcase—

This box has a space spell, and Alan gave it to him!

The Savior has never been so fast.

It didn't take him 5 minutes to make up his own bed, stood up with the suitcase in his hand, looked at his friends around him, and finally felt a little bit of belated sadness.

He gave Ron all his Chocolate Frog cards, and gave his snacks to the other friends.

Finally, Harry picked up the box, and was greeted by a crowd of lion cubs, and crawled out from behind the fat lady's portrait.

As soon as he looked up, he saw his brother with a gentle smile.

——Of course, there is also Draco with a stinking face next to him.

"Is it packed, Harry?"

Allen asked softly.

Harry nodded emphatically.

As soon as he saw Alan, he showed a big smile and ran to Alan's side quickly.If he had a tail, he would have been flying by wagging.

Draco snorted coldly, and said with some reluctance, "Okay, Scarhead—welcome to Slytherin!"

The fat lady looked at him sadly,

"Oh, Harry - you're leaving? Well... son, I'm sad you're leaving Gryffindor, but... have a good time in Slytherin too!"

Harry said a little guilty, "Well... thank you, ma'am. I also wish you better and better singing!"

He left Gryffindor.

Guided by the blond crown prince and Master Malfoy, he walked into Slytherin.

Today the Savior officially joins Slytherin.

For the sake of Salazar's blood and Allen's sake, the little snakes came neatly and waited in the common room.

Seeing the three people enter the door, they stood up and saluted one after another.

The prefect, Miss Farley, took a step forward and invited Alan to take a seat, while she pulled Harry to introduce people to the Savior.

Alan sat on the main seat with a stretched posture, holding a fragrant black tea.

Draco sat awkwardly next to him, watching as Farley treated Harry like a superior, while the stupid Pote smirked primly, not at all reassuring himself as master.

He poked Allen and asked with a stinky face,

"Your brother is here, why, don't you want to move the dormitory?"

Allen smiled mockingly and asked, "Do you want me to move?"

Draco gritted his teeth, "What do you think, Holy Prince!"

Allen smiled, gave an encouraging smile to Harry who was asking for help, and replied, "No need to move, if you want to spend more time with the savior kid, you can open the partition between the two bedrooms."

Draco frowned, "Alan!"

The little snakes deftly ignored Master Malfoy's temper.

And Harry, who had just arrived, looked over strangely, as if he had found some excuse to avoid the introduction, and ran straight over.

Allen doesn't care either.

He raised his hand to Miss Farley who was hesitant to speak, and stood up and said, "Thank you for your introduction, Miss Farley. However, it would be good for them to get to know each other while getting along."

He smiled warmly, and lifted Harry's suitcase,

"Harry has just entered Slytherin, and everyone will have a lot of time to spend together in the future... Now, if you don't mind, let me take him to the dormitory to have a look."

The little snakes stood up one after another to salute.

Harry hurriedly followed Allen to the second floor.

He turned the corner of the stairs, and the respectful and suggestive glances of the little snakes completely disappeared, finally letting him relax.

Merlin...

Is this how Slytherins get along?

Faintly, Harry felt a little regretful.

He said helplessly, "Why are they so strange? We are all classmates..."

Allen smiled lightly.

Draco rolled his eyes heavily, "Oh, Pott - don't you know anything about the status of the Slytherin blood?"

He snorted coldly, "Besides, do you think Allen is a dry meal?"

Harry puffed out his chest with a grin, and bumped his shoulder, "Hey, Draco, this is our crown prince! This is my brother!"

Draco stomped on the floor furiously.

"You - stupid - Pot!"

Frightened by Allen's instructions, he didn't dare to show off his status as the leader of Slytherin, so he could only fold his arms angrily.

Allen let them make trouble, and led the two to find the dormitory.

They passed the door that said "Alan Cornwall" and "Draco Malfoy", and the "Harry Potter" nameplate was already engraved on the door plate next door.

Harry pushed open the door excitedly, and looked curiously at the dark green and silver bed inside.

There is still a separate washroom here, with a solid four-poster bed and a set of desks and chairs for students.

Surprisingly, there is no Alan's favorite bookshelf, replaced by a projection artifact of the Quidditch World Cup.

The toy is like a pool table, with a turquoise chassis, three gold poles at each end of the court, and a ring on the top.

Fourteen villains riding brooms shuttle back and forth among them, projecting the exciting events of the Quidditch World Cup.

Harry jumped forward with cheers, watching every movement of the little people.

Allen smiled, "Harry, do you like it?"

Harry said loudly, "Hi-huan-brother, you are the best!"

Draco bit his lip viciously.

—Damn, this is something Malfoy doesn't even have!

He stared at Allen and said, "I want this gift—the gift you promised me in the first grade, and I'm short of one!"

Allen laughed, and said helplessly, "When I made it for Harry, I made two copies. I have already sent yours to Malfoy Manor."

Draco stomped, "What's the point of sending you to the manor, I have to spend Christmas at school this year!"

Looking at the bragging savior, he couldn't help snorting coldly, and said loudly, "I'm going to write to my dad right now, and ask him to mail this right away!"

Allen raised his hand and cast a Loud Voice Curse on himself, and ordered, "Remember to put him in the space curse box-don't make it public."

Draco: ...

As expected of you, blond jerk!