HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

It's really annoying to always be passive and defensive like this.

Allen raised his double pupils and smiled, "Sir, let your subordinates protect Harry."

Dumbledore frowned, "Alan, those are our companions, not subordinates."

Allen nodded noncommittally, "You continue to search for the whereabouts of the Horcrux. As for me, I will attract firepower for you."

It's too dangerous...

Dumbledore's persuasion stuck in his throat, and he swallowed it. He just nodded, "Then I will trouble you."

Allen gave him a meaningful look, took his leave and left.

Harry was closely protected by Sirius, and continued his daily campus life unconsciously, while Alan's side was much more exciting.

The crown prince first went back to Nurmengard to meet Edward, Draco and the Malfoy couple, and stayed here for two days. Every afternoon, Allen would report to Edward on the situation of the Muggle world, and at night he would sleep with Draco in his arms. , After breakfast with everyone the next day, Allen would take Draco to the back garden for fun, and at the same time teach him spells at his request.

But he has always refused to teach the little peacock black magic.

The double pupils are slightly heavy, he knows that many of his thoughts have been distorted by black magic, he just continues to pretend to be innocent in front of these important people... His reason is still there, so he can feel his changes, but the crisis is ahead , he couldn't stop.

But Draco was pure.

Little Peacock has always been pure.

This person is arrogant and has a vicious tongue, but he has a good heart. He was well protected by Lucius, and he lived wantonly for 15 years.

But now this man has become a little silent because of Voldemort's return, and his platinum hair seems to have dimmed a lot.

It's all because of that damned Voldemort!

Alan's heart was full of murderous intent, he closed his eyes, gently held the man's hand, and instructed the main points of the spell.

Draco turned his head to look at him, frowning slightly, "Alan, I want to go out with you."

Allen paused, his smile subsided, and he quickly returned to the previous arc. He lowered his eyes and looked at the man's slender fingers, but his voice was very assertive, "No."

Draco frowned, "I can't just stay here and let you take risks alone!"

Allen looked at him, leaned over and kissed his lips lightly - a silent rejection.

Draco was very upset, he pushed the assertive guy away, and returned to the castle slightly angrily with his wand.

Allen saw him enter the gate of the castle, then turned his head and said to the saint behind him, "Watch Draco closely, don't let him leave Nurmengard."

The saints respectfully responded.

Allen then went to bid farewell to Edward and the Malfoy couple, and then went to see Draco. The little peacock was no longer self-willed and arrogant, and did not refuse his kiss and farewell.

He looked at the man and smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'm very powerful. If you don't go, my heart is stable and I won't be afraid."

Draco lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, a little uneasy, "You are going to fight against the mysterious man!"

"That's just a half-dead man." Alan's voice was a little cold, "It's no big deal."

Draco looked up in surprise, seeing that the double pupils were dark, and he was even more restless.

Allen swallowed eagerly, slowly pressed the man on the sofa, buried his face in the man's neck, and said hoarsely, "Draco, I want you."

Draco froze, he hadn't forgotten the last time Allen suppressed him on his birthday, "Allen..."

Allen paused, held his breath slightly, and relied on strong self-control to straighten his body and turn his head away, "It's fine if you don't want to." He paused, "I'm leaving."

Before Draco could answer, the man disappeared in place.

damn it!

He patted his head angrily.

At this moment, Allen had arrived at the gate of Nurmengard, where a large group of saints were waiting for him. They looked at each other and apparated quickly.

They arrived at Malfoy Manor.

Since Malfoy's family moved away, Voldemort used it as a temporary stronghold for Death Eaters.The loss of the four soul tablets made him very irritable and irrational. Those fugitives from Azkaban became even more frantic and carefree. Some former Death Eaters were afraid of his coercion, so they had no choice but to return and surrender. They were directed to destroy the wizarding world and the Mafia melon circle.

Allen scanned the dark sky and the garden with withered roses, coldness flashed across his double pupils, he held a wand in his right hand, and behind him were the saints ready to go.

"attack!"

He gave the order.

The saints moved when they heard the sound, their actions were silent and efficient, and their attacks were swift and violent. They quickly blasted the protective gate of Malfoy Manor, and the grand gate of the manor was shattered.

Allen was vigilant with calm eyes, waiting for the master of the Death Eaters to come out to fight.

The Death Eaters inside noticed the abnormality, and immediately assembled, holding their wands and starting to fight back. For a while, colorful spells were coming and going at the gate of this magnificent manor, and it was very lively.

The black mist came mistyly, and an extremely pale snake face appeared in the air. When he saw Alan behind the crowd, who was calm and composed, he suddenly connected this person with an animal like a golden retriever. The blonde hair was really similar.But the aura of this person has changed, it is different from when he injured the main soul and killed the diary, the aura is very similar to him...

He paused, recalling the agony of the main soul, Nagini, the diary, and Jinbei before his death again. The face was distorted with anger, and the blood-red eyes became even crazier, "Alan Cornwall!"

Voldemort appeared.

Allen looked up at the people in the sky, and waved his wand to attack actively.

Voldemort flicked his spell, and it was quick to fight back, and both men's spells were extremely aggressive and dangerous, back and forth, dangerous spells flying in all directions.

The saints and Death Eaters retreated from their battle circle one after another, so as not to be affected by the innocent, and continued to fight elsewhere. Some people who did not want to continue to follow Voldemort released water. The saints felt it, squinted their eyes, and simply used the stun Knocked out these people unconsciously.

Voldemort roared furiously and waved the Death Curse, but he is just a thin soul piece now, and his power has long been weakened by the death of other Horcruxes, not to mention that under the teaching of Salazar, Alan's magic power is not weaker than his , the two fought inseparably.

Allen has been testing the opponent's magic power level, but the opponent has shot an unknown number of death curses, and there is still no sign of exhaustion of magic power.He narrowed his eyes and continued to cast the spell.

Voldemort's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He felt Allen's magic power and his remaining rationality had played a role. Such a person could only be killed if he could not be recruited. It is obvious that this person has the support of the saints and will not If you rely on yourself, then you can only kill...

For some reason, when he thought of killing this person, he felt a bit of pain and displeasure in his heart.

He paused and was almost hit by Alan's spell. His anger dissipated the strange emotion. He waved his wand and attacked back. This is the headquarters of the Dark Lord's Death Eaters. If he leaves, the long-standing majesty It's all gone!

Allen looked at the person in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips coldly, 【Your Highness the Dark Lord, you and I are both lunatics! 】

【You destroyed several Horcruxes of the Dark Lord! 】 Voldemort is domineering.

【You blew up my two palaces! 】 Allen retorted.

[Dark Lord's revenge, you will taste more! 】Voldemort twisted a smile, 【Your lowly Muggle father, I will let him taste that life is worse than death!The last time he was lucky, his luck may not be useful again? 】

Allen's cheeks twitched, and his anger began to burn. He suddenly increased the output of magic power. This bastard wanted to hurt his father, but he couldn't kill this man at this time, otherwise the new Horcrux would be destroyed again without him. Recover where you know.

He clenched his wand tightly, and countless Cruciatus curses jumped out from the tip of the wand one after another.

Talking to Voldemort or something is a disaster!

It wasn't until the Saints were seriously injured that Allen sent a signal to retreat. They evacuated here and returned to Hogsmeade Village. The Saints spontaneously and orderly helped the wounded to treat their wounds. Allen went to help them brew the wound medicine.

Feng Cheng panicked, "Young Master, you don't have to..."

"It's okay." Alan looked at him gently, with a trace of comfort in his eyes, "You were injured because of me, and I should brew potions for you." Feng was so moved that Alan chuckled lightly, " You go and take care of the wounded! My potion level is pretty good."

Feng nodded and left.

Allen looked at the crucible and stirred it clockwise. There was boundless coldness in his double pupils, and his hand holding the stirring rod tightened slightly.

very good!

That Voldemort!

If he dared to hurt his father's mind, he would have to pay the price!