Adventures of the Prince of HP

Allen tilted his neck, and felt the pain. He frowned slightly. If this is not possible, Edward will be worried to death tomorrow, and he stayed in the hotel for one night, and his neck was injured the next day. I think it will embarrass the diplomatic corps of the two countries, in case the people initiate accusations against the Argentine government on the Internet...

The two countries had only re-established diplomatic relations three years ago, and there are still disputes over the sovereignty of islands such as the Malvinas Islands. If something happened to him... Allen got up and touched the saint ring.

"Young master? What are your orders?"

"Nicklaus, do you have any potions for healing wounds or removing scars?"

There was a moment of silence over there, "...Yes. Is the young master injured?!"

Allen took a slow breath, "Accident, accidentally scratched, can you come to the hotel and bring it to me?"

"Of course, I'll be right there."

A moment later, Nicklaus appeared in Alan's room in a Muggle suit. He scanned the room cautiously, and after eliminating danger, he looked Alan up and down. There were red marks on his wrists and a bandage on his neck. His heart tightened and he was hurt. Is it the neck? !

Allen glanced at him, waved his hand, and the bandages on his neck were peeled off layer by layer, revealing the reddish-brown wound, Allen coughed lightly, "...the injury is not very serious...is it? "

Nicklaus was silent for a moment, and avoided answering, "Let me prescribe medicine for you!"

Thanks to the saints who came secretly and their full preparations and configurations, Allen attended the event the next day in good condition without a trace of wound, with a perfect smile, and finally there was no diplomatic accident.

The foreign affairs visit ended without any risk. On the way back, Edward was still trying to persuade Allen, but Allen couldn't, so he had to cast a silencing spell and told Edward about his deal with Voldemort—he obeyed, Voldemort would not hurt Muggles and Muggle species.

Edward stood up angrily, pointed at Allen tremblingly, and couldn't say a word for a long time. He slowed down for 5 minutes, turned his head and tried to maintain a steady voice, "Allen...that Voldemort, he is a devil... Don't think that I didn't consult the history books of the magic world, you make this kind of deal with him...you are sending yourself to death!"

Allen bowed his head to listen to the training, with his hands behind his back. He is only half a head shorter than Edward, but he raised his eyes carefully, quite obediently, "But father, he really hasn't touched the ordinary world for a month and a half..."

...Although it may not be considered.

Edward obviously guessed the reason, he almost failed to maintain the king's demeanor, he took a deep breath, pressed Alan's shoulder, "Alan, listen to the father, he has just been resurrected, the betrayal of the former subordinate, and was imprisoned The Ministry of Magic denied the news of his return. He must add more bargaining chips to himself before the news of his return is confirmed by everyone! You are trusted by Dumbledore, you know a lot of arrangements, and you are another genius , His interest in pulling you over is huge, and he only needs to tell you that as long as you don't oppose him and obey him, he won't touch us, in fact, he just needs to keep you from knowing!"

Allen was a little surprised, "...No, no way...He promised me...Don't you have to be a man of credibility?"

Edward didn't know what it was like at the moment. He taught Alan too well and too badly.

Although he knew that Allen's IQ had his own set of standards, whether it was morality or law, he drew a line for Allen, strictly abided by morality and law, and never showed cruel things that deviated from these standards to Allen. In front of him, this child is actually more naive than most people... And this child is a little naive and cruel, those calculations, if necessary, Edward has no doubt that Allen will kill wizards to ensure the safety of ordinary people...

Ordinary people are nothing in the eyes of wizards, so why not wizards in the eyes of Allen?

In Allen's eyes, exchanging a few thousand people for the safety of tens of millions of people is a simple numerical calculation, and it is not worth hesitating. This kid has been exposed to too many things from politicians, and he always knows how to ensure the best interests.

And now he is willing to succumb to Voldemort for the sake of Muggles, why doesn't he feel that his life is not as good as the tens of millions of people in the Muggle world.

For a moment, His Majesty the King doubted his education policy.

He took a deep breath, "To be a human being, you have to be trustworthy...but the other party doesn't care about credibility!"

Allen frowned puzzled, his pupils were clear, and he successfully defeated Edward's psychological defense.His Majesty the King took a deep breath, let go of Alan's shoulders, and asked with his forehead, "Are you sure he won't hurt you?"

"I'm not sure." Alan replied, "But I promise that he won't kill me."

Edward sighed helplessly, "That's okay." He glanced at Allen vaguely, and patted Allen on the back worriedly, "If he wants to hurt you, no matter how many ordinary people he wants to kill, evacuate first to ensure your own safety .”

Allen thought subconsciously, that's not necessarily the case, he swallowed the words again, and nodded obediently.

Back at Balmoral Manor, Allen received the Hogwarts opening letter and the supplementary course list brought by Tita. He did not receive the Prefect Medal, but it was also. Looking at the last school year, he was basically not in the school. Staying in school for a few days is not a suitable candidate for a prefect.After reporting to Edward, he went to Diagon Alley to buy books, and came back soon.

The school board sent him a letter stating that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the next school year would be the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, Dolores Umbridge. Allen cast down his eyes and burned the letter.

Half a month later, Allen bid farewell to Edward and boarded the Hogwarts Express again. This time, he did not have the exclusive car insurance for Malfoy. He felt that Draco might not welcome him very much, so he sat on the Hogwarts Express for the first time. The school manager's car that he had been in, the school manager's children who used to laugh and play around him-the little snakes opened the door and saluted him in fear and closed the door after seeing him.

Alan was expressionless, and the car drove slowly. He bought a copy of the Daily Prophet from the cart and read it. The Ministry of Magic still denied Voldemort's return, and began to criticize Dumbledore and Harry, but there was no news about him. Speaking, he felt that someone's influence in the Ministry of Magic suppressed these words.

He put down the newspaper and leaned back in his chair instantly in shock - Voldemort in a black suit sat opposite him.

Allen slowed down, folded the newspapers, and cast a blocking and silencing spell on the carriage door, "...brother scared me."

He observed the person opposite, his face was still pale, he had no hair, his nostrils were as slender as a snake, but the blood red in his eyes had turned dark red, as if there was a sign of returning to black pupils.

He asked, "Brother and Tom...well, diary, merged?"

Voldemort beckoned, and Allen's body floated over uncontrollably, and sat on his lap. Allen was shocked, and he became stronger.Those pale hands stroked Alan's body, and Alan tensed up a little, but he soon discovered that those hands were not as cold as before. Although they were still cold, they were already slightly warm.

He held that hand in surprise, feeling the temperature in it carefully.

Voldemort grabbed him back, and instantly pressed black on the back of his hand with great force, "The Dark Lord will not let a conscious Horcrux wander outside, why? You still want to be done by him?"

Allen paused, "No, brother, I'm not asking this for myself... I'm glad to see that your strength has grown again." He lowered his eyes, looked up at those dark red eyes again, "Dumbledore Knowing your horcruxes, I suggest that you take all the horcruxes back to your side, lest Dumbledore be drawn from the bottom... You know, he is always cunning."

Voldemort played with his right hand, running his fingertips across the Philosopher's Stone ring.

"This ring is beautiful."

Allen was startled, he kept his composure, and was about to raise his left hand to take off the ring, "If brother wants it, give it to him."

Voldemort snorted, and pressed the ring back to the root of his finger, but the other hand around Allen's waist had already started a dangerous movement, "The Dark Lord has a question."

"Brother, please speak."

"Why is the boy you knocked out alive in the cemetery?"

Allen's body froze, and this feeling spread to Voldemort, his dark red eyes narrowed, and his fingers touched his neck, "You deceived the Dark Lord?"

Allen swallowed, trying to calm himself down, "I didn't use the Killing Curse, if brother minds, I'll go back and kill him."

Voldemort buried his head in his neck, smelling the smell of Allen, "That's no need, the Dark Lord wants something else...for example, you."

The chill of being licked by a snake came from his neck, and Allen panicked, "Brother!" But the man didn't stop moving, pressed him onto the sofa, sealed his lips and tongue, and began to tear his shirt with his hands.

Allen turned his head with difficulty, "Brother, wait!" He gasped, "I'm not unwilling, but I'm going to Hogwarts soon, if Dumbledore finds out..."

The dark red eyes narrowed, "Very good," the hands patted a soft place, "You owe the Dark Lord, next time, the Dark Lord will ask for it twice."

Allen swallowed, "...I know. Brother, please remember to promise me, and at the same time go find the Horcrux as soon as possible."

This obedience and obedience for his own sake pleased Voldemort. He lingered on Allen's neck and chest, leaving marks one by one, and then straightened up, "The Dark Lord remembers Allen's advice, you have always been a good boy!" Brother." He squeezed Alan's chin, and took Alan's breath again, and by the time Alan reacted, the figure had disappeared.

Allen gasped, looked down at his chaotic and broken clothes and messy marks, frowned slightly and closed his eyes, he sat up, took out the school robes from the suitcase and changed them in advance, and simply burned those ragged clothes up.Only then did he realize, belatedly, how dangerous the most sensible Voldemort he wanted to get back was.

Father Wang is right, he is sending himself to die!

He couldn't go on like this, he had to find a new starting point, otherwise he would be completely controlled by Voldemort sooner or later.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he took out a black ribbon from the suitcase and wrapped it around his black and black right hand. As for the neck, Allen frowned slightly, and stuffed a handkerchief into his collar.

This start-of-the-school party was terrible, the little snakes looked terrified and didn't dare to approach him, Alan used his toes to figure out what Voldemort had done to their parents, Umbridge published a A lot of official words, intending to interfere in the school affairs of Hogwarts, everyone satirized Harry in their words, and Dumbledore remained silent...

After eating and returning to the dormitory, Allen found that his dormitory had been separated from Draco's. He lived alone in a dormitory the same size as before. The interior was extremely luxurious and far exceeded what a student should have. , he stood at the door silently, thinking about who arranged this, he couldn't be happy... That person shouldn't be able to enter and leave Hogwarts at will, right?

Immediately, a little snake beside him asked him tremblingly, "Your Highness? What are your orders?"

Allen looked at him expressionlessly, and the other party panicked and turned his head back, "No, you go to rest."

The little snake seemed to be pardoned.

Allen was in a bad mood, he resigned himself to his new dormitory, and kicked the door shut.