Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Ah...guess how the savior, indulging in fantasies, got out of it?

That's thanks to Allen's words.

"Harry, I think you should focus on revising—if you don't want to meet your godfather for the first time and give him a failing grade."

This sentence made Harry hesitate immediately.

After that, the savior's head was hanging from the beam and his buttocks were pierced, and he studied harder than Hermione.

Of course, he did not live up to this effort.

Final exam week is coming to a close.

Harry achieved a good grade of 7th in the whole grade.

—still lost to Alan and Hermione, and Draco and Theodore.

Draco looked at his 5th result indignantly.

—Yes, there are two Ravenclaws on top of him.

And Theodore finished sixth.

Without the constraints of his family, he can be said to shine.

Some of the little wizards were happy and some were sad, either elated or dejected, they packed up their clothes and waited for the Hogwarts Express two days later.

At this time, Hogwarts ushered in a secret guest.

This afternoon, Allen saw Fox in the firelight again.

The flaming phoenix handed him the note, and jumped and flew beside him, urging him to speed up.

Allen couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to look down.

I saw the note said:

[Ellen:

Please take Harry to the headmaster's office, there is a huge surprise here.

Dumbledore]

Allen paused inconspicuously, smiled under Fox's gaze, raised the sticky note and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it's Sirius?"

Fox's eyes widened.

It didn't even jump around, it tilted its head and stared blankly at the blond boy in front of it.

Allen smiled, held it and knocked on the door of the next bedroom.

—Yes, Harry and Draco are here again discussing Quidditch.

one two Three……

Three seconds passed and still no response.

Facing this kind of change that might disrupt his plan, Allen didn't have much patience.

He knocked on the door again, and raised his voice, "Did I push the door?" Then he decisively pushed the door open.

Harry and Draco were watching replays of the Quidditch season enthusiastically, letting out an occasional exclamation and wail.

... Obviously, none of them heard the knock on the door just now.

Allen chuckled and decisively blocked the magic power of the Quidditch table.

That wonderful season projection came to an abrupt end.

Draco got up angrily, looked back towards the door, and cursed, "What a disgusting bastard..."

He paused and quickly closed his mouth.

Harry was just about to persuade the fight, but when he looked back in a daze, he saw the blond crown prince holding the flaming phoenix.

He waved happily, jumped up and said, "Brother! Why are you here!"

Allen smiled, shook the Fox in his hand, and said gently, "Professor Dumbledore said that there is a surprise in the headmaster's office - hurry up and clean it up."

Harry tilted his head in a daze, staring at the Phoenix in his arms with big eyes.

He suddenly understood, couldn't speak with excitement, jumped around in circles, and then rushed into the washroom beside him.

In less than ten seconds, he ran out excitedly and rushed to his wardrobe. Halfway through, he remembered angrily that he had already packed all his things into his suitcase.

After a period of chaos, Harry finally found the clean Hogwarts school robe.

He rushed to the wardrobe again, and found the tailor-made shirt of the palace tailor inside.

The Savior's hands were almost shaking.

He buttoned his buttons with difficulty, listening to the criticism from the magic mirror as usual.

"Oh, rare--you know how to change into a nice shirt! Look at your messy hair..."

The mirror almost dragged the aria, nitpicking,

"The savior has finally started to pay attention to the image - the hair is brushed, the eyes are straightened, and the tie?

Its mirror trembles slightly,

"Oh, Merlin's beard, what made me suffer like this, my lenses are about to shatter because of your poor aesthetic!"

Alan:  …

Draco: ...

Under the indescribable and coercive lure of those sea blue eyes, Draco didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he walked slowly to guide the lion in snake skin.

After 10 minutes of tossing...

Uh, under the careful guidance of Master Malfoy, the savior's attire...

It's even more indescribable.

Allen looked away with difficulty.

I saw Harry's messy black hair fixed into a big back by hairspray.

The hair was so unmanageable there was so much gel it was almost overflowing.

The Savior was wrapped in a high-profile gown of Malfoy's aesthetic, over a very simple Hogwarts school robe.

……

This scene, even Draco, can't say it's beautiful against conscience.

Even Fox put his head under the wings in disgust.

Allen tried hard to maintain his smile.

In all fairness, the aesthetics of Draco's choice of dress is still good, but the hair...

The blond crown prince looked smothered.

He tried to breathe steadily, raised his hand and brushed it in front of his eyes, and Harry's gelled hair disappeared without a trace.

Allen said quickly, "Harry—it's okay, I think your messy hair should be inherited from your father..."

He restrained and said, "Your godfather must be very happy to see you casual and happy-you don't have to be restrained, you can change into clothes you like."

Harry slowly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled awkwardly.

He still took off the Malfoy aesthetic gown and put on the extremely plain Hogwarts school robes.

Fox had long since run out of patience.

Seeing that the black-haired boy had finally changed his clothes, it screamed and struggled to fly out of Allen's arms, motioning for the two to grab its tail feathers.

Finally, Fenghuang brought the two of them into the principal's office.

A handsome wizard wearing a simple wizard black robe, with sunken cheeks, but bright eyes broke into the sight of the two of them.

He has black hair and black eyes of the same color.

During this period of time, this face frequently appeared in the Daily Prophet, so that Harry and Allen recognized each other's identity at a glance.

—Sirius Black.

The principal's room was silent.

Harry quietly looked at the wizard in front of him, saw him looking cautiously and expectantly, saw him showing a thin and warm smile, saw him open his arms, and looked at him expectantly.

He threw himself into the opponent's arms suddenly.

very thin...

Harry thought.

Sirius was so thin that his bones almost hurt him.

Allen walked slowly to Dumbledore, quietly watching the reunion of father and son over there.

Sirius gently pushed Harry away, cupping his face for a closer look.

He looked at the young man in front of him with guilt and nostalgia, and said softly, "Oh, Harry. You look exactly like James, except for your eyes—"

Harry spoke,

"Those are my mother's eyes."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help smiling.

Sirius ruffled his messy hair and said, "Um, Harry... I don't know if you know. I mean, back then..."

The tall wizard looked aside indifferently, and tentatively said, "Your father asked me to be your godfather."

Harry woke up suddenly.

He asked, "Yes... Has the Ministry of Magic concluded the trial? I have been following the Daily Prophet, but I haven't seen any relevant reports yet."

Under Allen's subtle influence, the savior finally knew how to first confirm whether it was legal.

Sirius blinked and said, "Of course—"

Dumbledore coughed lightly, which caught Harry's attention.

He said, "Ah, Harry... Don't worry, the result of the retrial has been decided, but there are some procedural processes to go..."

He blinked playfully, and said, "Your godfather wanted to see you so much, so he came here in a hurry."

Harry grinned a goofy grin.

Allen glanced thoughtfully at the old bee beside him, but didn't expose him, and showed a perfect smile without saying a word.

Sirius seemed a bit reluctant.

He glanced over the Slytherin color on Harry's school robe, and then looked at Alan who was smiling very Slytherin, almost having a toothache.

--ah!Harry was a brave Gryffindor!How could he go to Slytherin for this Muggle crown prince!

Sirius, who was born in the Black family, did not believe in the so-called "Slytherin blood".

Ah……

If the ethereal blood relationship thousands of years ago is counted, then all the pure blood in the wizarding world are his relatives!

He glanced at Dumbledore vaguely, and barely pulled the corner of his mouth against the background of Harry Slytherin's school robe.

"Yes...you must be the crown prince? According to Dumbledore, it was you who discovered Peter Pettigrew, the traitor, during the Transfiguration class!"

As he spoke, he became emotional again, barely calming down his violently heaving chest.

Allen said modestly, "That's not true, Mr. Black—it was Professor McGonagall who finally identified that it was an Animagus."

He said gently, "I haven't congratulated you yet—congratulations on standing in the sun again. You don't know, Harry has been looking forward to this day and night, and almost forgot the final review."

Sirius raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry beside him.

Harry puffed out his chest proudly, and said, "Sirius, I got the seventh place in the whole grade!"

The handsome and thin wizard laughed foolishly.

He stroked his messy hair, looked wistfully at the face, and said, "Nice job...Harry!"

He looked at Allen again, nodded and said,

"Anyway, I still want to thank you - thank you for taking such good care of Harry!"

He patted Harry's head warmly, ruffling his dark hair with a genuine smile.

He asked, "I know that Harry has been living in the palace, which should have caused you a lot of trouble...I mean, Harry..."

The wizard paused again.

He looked at Harry expectantly and nervously, and asked, "Harry... I mean, would you like to come and live with me?"

Harry said loudly, "Of course!"

He looked at Allen and said happily, "My brother promised me too!"

Sirius' face twisted slightly for a moment.

He let out a breath slowly, smiled happily, and said with some embarrassment, "Uh... It's just that the old house has been unoccupied for a long time, so I need to spend some time cleaning it."

He pressed Harry's shoulder, looked expectantly at those green eyes, and seeing the same anticipation lingering in them, he said with a smile,

"I know you are going to stay at your aunt's house for half a month, and I have to deal with a lot of troublesome things... After that, wait for me to pick you up!"

Harry smiled and hugged him hard again.

Dumbledore sighed, "Finally..."

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled.

——Out of human rights and justice, he is willing to congratulate this long-buried hero and congratulate him on seeing him again.