Adventures of the Prince of HP

Allen didn't know how he spent the night. He was in a trance, half awake, he was exhausted to the extreme, his mind was too clear, his body was in too much pain, the more he was awake, the more painful it was, as if there was a hole hidden in his heart. He drew a knife, and the knife finally came out of its sheath and strangled his throat. Even his breathing felt like a knife cut him. He sat on the sofa in the lounge and did not go back to bed.

The next day, he walked towards the cafeteria with weak feet, took the Daily Prophet in the hands of a little snake, and glanced at it, "Dumbledore and Potter are wronged", Allen's heart suddenly emptied, and the knife Disappearing invisible, he looked up and saw Hermione and the others, all smiling, he was relieved, it should be fine...

As soon as his body softened, he almost fell down and held onto the table with difficulty.

Madam Pomfrey looked at Alan sternly, "The wounds on your body have not been treated properly at all, and you have no scruples about resting your body. Is the wound infected? Do you have a high fever? Oh, you young people are dying every day. What are you doing?!"

Allen was lying on the hospital bed in a state of desperation, his neck, chest, and arms were covered with bandages. Hearing her chatter, he couldn't even utter a word. He just swallowed three kinds of nasty potions silently, and fell into a coma. He fainted heavily.

Dumbledore came, looked at Allen in silence, and left after a while.

Harry and the others were waiting outside the medical wing. Seeing the old man approaching him in a panic, Dumbledore comforted the children one by one, telling them that Madam Pomfrey would cure Allen.

Alan has been living in the medical wing for more than half a month. By the end of the semester, he has lost a lot of weight. The clothes that used to be close to him are a little empty. Ask Madam Pomfrey to let him go to the dinner party and go to bed to pack his luggage.

Madam Pomfrey looked at him for a while, but she reluctantly nodded because she was going home from the holiday tomorrow.

Allen is still not in good spirits, his face is pale, but the double pupils seem to light up because of the rest for many days, his arm supporting the table has been shaking, it seems that the nerve endings have been on strike for a long time, and finally started to work. Pain returns to the body.

But everyone was relieved when they saw him appearing at the dinner party. They saw that the little snakes were monitoring Alan and being wary of them overtly and secretly, and they didn't go to cause Alan any more trouble.

Allen received a letter from Edward, which said——

"Alan: Baby, are you sick? Dumbledore sent me a letter yesterday, saying that you have been sick for nearly 20 days, but you have improved, right? This headmaster is too much, why didn't you tell me when you were just sick?" Me! You have never been sick for such a long time, did that mystery man do something to you?

Alan, listen to your father's advice, come back, don't go to this school!You have learned everything you should have learned. You can protect our people in the ordinary world, and you can also protect yourself.My father never thought that protecting the people should be in exchange for you. This is the responsibility of the government, and the royal family has done enough for them!You must come back during the summer vacation, don't go to that manor!

Do take my words seriously.Love your father, Edward"

Allen's eyes turned red when he saw the first sentence "Baby". He quickly read the letter, folded it carefully and put it in his pocket, and left early to go back to the dormitory to rest.

He wrote back to Edward—

"Dear father: Thank you for your concern, my son is fine. I have seriously considered your suggestion, but I still have to stay in the wizarding world, and I may not be able to go back this summer vacation. Please don't worry, son. The minister promises that he will never sacrifice his life to protect the people, and will protect himself while protecting the people, so as not to cause panic to ordinary people. During the summer vacation, the minister will write a letter once a week, and my father can rest assured. You are smart, Alan"

When Tita delivered the letter, Allen sat blankly on the chair. He would definitely be picked up by a Death Eater tomorrow. He rubbed his forehead, and suddenly thought of Draco, the little peacock at Christmas could still hide in school for a while. Hide, what about summer vacation?

He hesitated for a moment, got up and went to his former dormitory, looked at the nameplate with only one name now, and knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened, and Draco's face became even paler. He looked at Alan silently, and did not speak.

Allen raised a smile, "Can you go in and talk?"

Draco was silent for a moment, then stepped aside to open the door.

Allen sat down on the sofa and hesitated, "Draco, where are you...going for summer vacation?"

"... Where else can I go? Back to the manor."

"Well," Alan knew the reason. Draco's being in England and Malfoy Manor meant Lucius' loyalty to Voldemort. He hesitated and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time... next school year , it is better for you and Harry to separate, brother... the Dark Lord will not let him go, you stay away from him, you will be safer."

Draco looked at him and suddenly sneered, "I think it's safer for me to stay away from you."

Allen paused.

Draco smiled softly, "Why haven't you seen me for so long? Of course it's because His Highness' brother, the Dark Lord, cast a Cruciatus Curse on me to prevent me from coming to you, saying that you once liked me Me?" He became more and more angry and wronged, "May I ask your Highness, when did you like me? Even if you did, can you hide it and let the Dark Lord know?! Do you think I want my family to become a bunch of dark wizards?" A den? I’m trembling even when I go back to my own home!”

Allen's hands curled up slightly, and he looked at Draco, who had veins on his forehead and red eye circles, and said softly, "Sorry." He immediately got up and walked quickly to the door, pressing his hand on the doorknob. For a moment, he paused, tilted his head and said, "I will solve this problem."

He opened the door and left.

The door was closed.

Draco was silent for a moment, picked up the empty glass on the table and brought it to his mouth, and when he found out that there was no water, he smashed the glass to the side and buried his face in his hands.

The Hogwarts Express stopped, and Allen sat quietly in the carriage without moving. He was wearing a rather brisk gray suit, with bandages showing faintly in the collared shirt, and his hands were also clean and tidy. After a while, there was a knock on his carriage door, and Lucius stood at the door, with Draco standing respectfully down behind him.

Lucius saluted and showed a smirk, "Your Highness, it's time to get out of the car."

Allen was silent for a moment, then stood up.

The carriage stopped again, the curtain was lifted, and Allen was picked up, followed by a suffocating kiss, and then he was hugged horizontally by someone and walked slowly towards the gorgeous manor.Allen panted slightly, glanced at Draco who was expressionless behind him, lowered his eyes, and put his arms around Voldemort's neck.

"The Dark Lord heard that Alan was seriously ill, and he has already punished those servants who didn't take good care of you." His dark red eyes looked at Alan with concern at the bottom.

Allen pulled out an almost invisible smile, "Thank you brother for your concern, I'm just a little tired."

"Then rest more," Voldemort said decisively, "The Dark Lord will be with you."

Allen's side cheek twitched, and he simply leaned into Voldemort's arms to prevent his strangeness from being discovered-this is always the case when he is sick, and he is really exhausted.

Voldemort's hand holding him tightened slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.Well, the well-behaved little golden retriever is the cutest little guy in the world!