Adventures of the Prince of HP

Then Lupine spent the first full moon night with a clear mind in his life. This made Sirius very happy. He stuffed Alan with a lot of books, but they were all common magic. Thanks Alan, Turn around and put it on the shelf.

Allen established the Spell Practice Society. He united the prefects of the four colleges and gave them a parchment with contract magic, asking them to help promote it and get those who are willing to join to sign it.

The purpose of the society is to publish spell practice activities for all subjects, mainly Defense Against the Dark Arts, as well as provide study materials and provide appropriate tutoring for final exams.Within two days, almost all the young Muggle wizards had signed, except for a few pure-blood wizards.

The first event was held on Friday afternoon. It was rare for Allen to recite the spell and showed his level. After subduing all the little wizards, he began to teach the little wizards by grade. He first taught the first-year little wizard a basic attack system, the petrification spell and the solution to the curse. , and then taught the second grade to faint, and the third grade to dispel your weapon... The spells corresponding to each grade perfectly fit what they were supposed to learn.

Then he arranged them to practice in pairs, raising their wands and changing their movements without physical contact.Draco was with Harry, and the two of them narrowed their eyes quickly.Allen raised Draco's hand holding the wand, and said softly, "Dizzy!"

Harry on the opposite side was knocked out, Alan waved his hand, and woke up again.

Well, Allen admits that he's a bit of a vendetta.

He maintains the usual routine of receiving Salazar's special training, learning training on Friday afternoons, and studying at Lemay's on weekends, but the manuscript part is only five thin pages, and he will finish it soon anyway, so Lemay... …Ellen frowned and tried to find a bunch of problems for Flamel, but the first weekend of November, these problems were still solved.

Allen looked at LeMay and Perenal, who refused to take the elixir, with painful eyes, "Teacher..."

LeMay's breathing eased, he smiled and felt the breeze outside the window, "Alan, death...is just another great adventure...don't feel sorry for us..."

He said in a trance, "...I saw the god of death... Well, he looks so ugly..."

Perenal smiled slightly, held Flamel's hand, sighed, and closed his eyes.

Allen sat by the window, turned his head away suddenly, his eyes were red, he tried his best to control the tears, looked at the two old people who had changed into his favorite clothes, raised his hand to release the magic power, and lightly lifted them Gently put it into a large coffin that had been opened a long time ago, he raised his arms, the coffin lid was floating beside him, Allen took a last look at the peaceful faces of the two old men, slowly put down his hands, and the coffin lid closed Seal it tightly.

He changed into a pure black suit and a fitted black windbreaker, with a white flower on his chest, his blond hair was a bit dull in this weather, and he held a beautiful bouquet of gardenias in his black-gloved hands ——Eternal love and agreement, life is always accompanied, death is the same bed.

According to the old man's will, he buried them together under the big banyan tree in the yard. No one was allowed to come. The ground covered with soil was very flat, and it was not at all obvious that the most powerful alchemist in the world was buried here. magician.

The sky was gloomy, and Allen was blowing the cold wind quietly. He stood here until it was dark, and then he put the flowers under the tree and returned to Hogwarts.

Allen sat upright on the sofa in front of the bookshelf and hadn't moved for three hours.

Salazar couldn't help persuading, 【You have to worry about that kid from the Malfoy family, why don't you go out and look for it? 】

Allen shook his head and was silent for a moment. He said, 【Ancestor, is there something wrong with me?Every day I see Harry now, I want to give him the Cruciatus Curse. 】

Salazar was also silent for a moment, 【I can't even handle my own affairs well, so I don't want to comment on yours. 】

Allen lowered his eyes, covering the storm's roaring pupils.

Draco was dressed in a Quidditch uniform and smelled of sweat. He returned to the dormitory at the curfew point, his eyes were shining, he looked at Alan in black, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes, "Alan, you What's wrong?"

Allen looked at the little peacock with clear eyes, and the plan that had just risen in his heart failed again. He looked at Draco fixedly, and the grievance in his heart overflowed.

Draco approached worriedly, "Are you really okay?"

He was so close to Allen, and his expression was so concerned, that he could even see his own reflection in his gray-blue eyes, and he only had himself in his eyes at this moment.

Allen rested his head on Draco's chest, raised his arms around his waist, but felt that his heart was even more empty. Allen could smell the sweat on Draco's body, but he always hated being touched by others and had a slight Being a clean freak, he didn't care at all, he just wanted to hug him even tighter, he increased the strength of his arms, and squeezed this person tightly into his arms.

Draco was very uncomfortable being strangled by him, but he didn't push away-Alan's situation was too weird, he was never gentle, polite and strong, never been like this.Draco gently raised his hand and patted Allen on the back.

Alan's tears welled up in his eyes, and the tears wet Draco's skirt, Draco panicked even more, what's the matter?

Draco's neglect for more than a month, the hostility towards Harry all the time in his heart and he had to endure it with a gentle smile, the conflict between the crown prince's responsibility and his heart was like a sharp sword, disturbing him all the time mind...

The momentary mood changes of happiness and momentary worry, as well as the high-intensity learning tasks and training bothered him endlessly. To learn black magic, you need to mobilize all kinds of dark sides in your heart—the desire to kill, the eagerness to torture people—and you can’t vent it casually. He feels that I have been torn in two, one side is the gentle and perfect crown prince in front of everyone, and the other is the murderous devil...

Now LeMay's death is like an apocalypse, crushing the pile of negativity.

He really wanted to say that I don't want you to continue to get along with Harry; he really wanted to say that Voldemort is back, and it would be dangerous for you to get along with Harry again; he really wanted to say that I can bring benefits to the Malfoy family, as long as you only have I'm just a friend... Then I started to growl in my heart, you have to do this, or I'll kill him! ! !

He has been a perfect benchmark since he was a child. Everyone has said a lot and the whole world knows it. This label cannot be removed. Edward and him are not like ordinary father and son after all. Their bad emotions are well hidden. Now, he is very tired...

Thoughts were running wild, and finally he just said softly, "One of my teachers passed away."

Draco didn't understand why Alan was so sad. It was just that a teacher left. These days, many people just sighed with emotion. He imitated Narcissa's way of comforting him, hugged Alan, and patted him gently.

After a while, Allen turned his back to Draco, preventing him from seeing himself, "It's getting late...you go and wash up, you have a ball game tomorrow! Good night!"

Draco wanted to say something, but he ended the topic neatly, so he had to go to wash with worry.

It was cold, but the return of the Quidditch season had Hogwarts boiling again, and Draco changed into his uniform, watching as Alan gave him and his new broom a perfect big smile with a smile. Heaps of spells, it seems that the fragile Allen last night was just an illusion of his.

Draco looked at him with his mouth curled up, raised his chin, and changed the subject awkwardly, "I'm sure I can beat Pot this time!"

Allen chuckled, as usual.

Draco looked at Alan tangledly, wanting to say that it's not good to hold back his bad mood, why do you care so much about those Muggleborns?But knowing that Allen had to be perfect all the time, and valued his responsibilities as crown prince more than anything else, after thinking about it, he really didn't know how to speak, so he just shut up.

The game started quickly, and as soon as you stepped on the broom, the cheers around you would make you unconsciously put all your energy on the field, Draco put all his heart into the game, and Harry flew higher than anyone else, he squinted Eyes looking for the Snitch.

Intrigued, Draco yelled, "Scarhead, is the top okay?" while driving the broom at a gallop under Harry, as if to show off its speed.

Harry rolled his eyes, but didn't answer.

At that moment, a black and heavy Bludger slammed into him, and he narrowly dodged it. Feeling the Bludger flying past his head, he broke out in a cold sweat.

One of the Weasley twins hit the ball far away, but the Bludger flew back at Harry.

Harry sank quickly to avoid it.The Twins tried to slam the Bludger at Draco, which made Alan's face slump, but the Bludger spun back toward Harry, and no matter where Harry went, the ball hit radar Follow him closely.

Everyone noticed something was wrong - the Bludgers had never been so focused on a player, and their job was to make as many people fall as possible.

Draco stopped in the air, looking at Harry with some concern, "Scarhead, are you okay?" He twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, "Are you practicing ballet?"

At this time, the commentator yelled, "Slytherin scored, 90:30 over Gryffindor!"

Nimbus 2001 is really fast!

The Gryffindor batsmen, the Weasley twins, were all around Harry.

Allen was supposed to leave the scene and tell the Hogwarts elf to catch the troublemaker and fulfill his promise to Dumbledore, but he didn't want to move. He saw Harry being chased by the ball and looked forward to it. Harry would have been hit by the ball and dropped thirty feet!

He looked at Harry who was dodging, and listened to the ridicule and guessing of the little snakes, he faintly revealed a happy smile, thinking that as long as he didn't get into trouble, he was already worthy of Dumbledore.

But soon he realized again, immediately lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, the joy had been hidden, and then there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

— Draco tried to get close to Harry, and the Bludger almost hit him as it frantically darted through the air.

Allen took out his wand. Although he knew a little wandless magic, he didn't dare to gamble when it was about Draco's safety.

At this time, Harry suddenly rushed towards Draco, flying back past Draco, Draco suddenly lowered his head to avoid the Bludger that followed, he turned his head, and quickly caught the golden light, angry Chong rushed to speed up and chased after him.

Bludgers trailed behind them, destroying the wooden structure of the stands along the way.Allen held down the railing and leaned over to look—the two had already hidden into the underground structure of the stand.

Allen was anxious and clenched his wand tightly.

Soon the two flew out again, chasing the Snitch side by side, followed by the bludger who continued to frantically, Allen raised his wand and pointed at the bludger, but did not dare to cast a spell, it was exactly the same as Draco Said it was hard to part with Harry.

The two flew from the air to the ground again, stretching their arms and trying to reach the Snitch. At this moment, Draco glanced to the left, his eyes widened, and he grabbed Harry's arm and pushed him forward. Pushing, Harry opened his mouth unexpectedly, and he swallowed the Snitch in one gulp.And Draco was hit straight in the arm by the Bludger and fell off the broom.

Allen waved his wand and cast a floating spell, but it was too late, it was too far away, he gritted his teeth, the phantom moved to Draco's side, blocked in front of Draco, and angrily gave the Bludger a very powerful attack Sexual, enhanced fragmentation, this almost belongs to the category of black magic. The Bludger, which was still majestic just now, was hit by the spell, and immediately turned into ashes, not even a trace of wreckage left!

There was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, toward the manipulator, until Mrs. Hooch came down from the sky and ran over to check on Draco and Harry's situation.His chest heaved and he seemed terrified, and his legs gave way and he knelt beside Draco.

Draco's whole face was distorted in pain. He clutched his left arm and moaned uncontrollably. Allen hurriedly lifted him up and leaned against him, and cast a pain-relieving spell on him. But Draco still yelled in panic, which made Alan's heart throb.

Harry looked at Draco worriedly. He knew that if he hadn't pushed him away just now, he would have been hit, and Gryffindor might not have won. guilt.

Lockhart ran over and proudly said that he could repair Draco's arm. Allen looked at him vigilantly, and silently put an armor on Draco's body.Lockhart's spell bounced back, and the bones in one of his legs disappeared instantly, and he fell to the ground in some panic.

Startled, Draco yelled, "What are you trying to do to me, you idiot?! I must tell my dad!"

Lockhart panicked and tried to explain, but Allen threw a gag spell over him, and Lockhart's mouth was immediately sealed and seemed to disappear.

Allen's double pupils were indifferent, and there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes - this idiot, he was useless, but it hurt Draco... He glanced at Lockhart, hugged Princess Draco, and said in a low voice, "I'll send Draco to the medical wing." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared in place - the left and right sides were exposed, and it's important to treat Draco right now!

He disappeared suddenly, everyone was startled, and looked at each other blankly.

Allen stepped into the hospital wing, and carefully put Draco on the bed. He was very worried. Madam Pomfrey comforted him after checking, "It's just a bone that was bruised. Come on," she turned out a bottle and poured it out. He took a transparent potion, and Alan knew from anecdotes that it was the best wound medicine produced by Snape, so he carefully fed it to Draco.

Draco choked on the taste of the potion, and Allen immediately stuffed a chocolate into his mouth.

Draco swallowed the chocolate and continued to moan, "It hurts!"

Allen said distressedly, "Where? Is it still hurting?" He immediately took out his wand and swung a dozen painkilling spells.

Draco pursed his mouth, with a little water in his eyes, and complained, "I've never been hurt so badly, never been in such pain, it's all the fault of that one!"

Allen looked at him distressedly, and no matter what he said at this moment, Allen would nod and follow him, "Yes, that's right, it's his fault!"

Draco snorted softly, cupping his arms carefully with his mouth pursed.

Alan gave him a worried look, and turned to ask Madam Pomfrey to bandage Draco. Madam Pomfrey thought it was unnecessary, but she still couldn't help Alan to wrap Draco.