Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The blond crown prince felt extremely strange.

[Dumbledore's well-known contributions include: Defeating the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in [-]...]

This is what is written on the most popular Chocolate Frog card.

Dumbledore's glory and fame were shaped by this duel.

If they weren't enemies, what else could they be?

Unfortunately, it seems that Grindelwald's eloquent tongue would inspire a group of loyal supporters who overthrew the "Secrecy Act". Grindelwald's historical materials were written extremely concisely.

There is no way to find information.

He walked all the way to Quirrell's office on the third floor and knocked on the door.

In the rich aroma of classic perfume, the blond crown prince showed a perfect smile to Quirrell, who was pretending to be timid, and asked, "Won't you let me in, Professor?"

Kilo shrank and invited the person in.

From the outside, it looked as if the blond hair had been swallowed up by darkness.

Allen praised Quirrell eccentrically, "Good disguise, professor. The savior is thinking about your safety!"

Quirrell forced a smile.

It seems to be a necessary cutscene for nobles.

As soon as Allen went through the process, he went straight in, staring into Quirrell's eyes, showing a shocking sense of oppression.

"I never knew that the king of the magic world would be dishonest!"

Quirrell's momentum slowly changed.

He raised a strange smile and said coldly, "Oh? I think you're lying to me—you don't have the sincerity to learn black magic at all."

Allen sneered, "Didn't you see Dumbledore's surveillance?"

His face was cold, "If you are not sincere, please forgive me and leave."

"and many more!"

Voldemort stopped him casually, clapped a stack of books by his hand, and looked gloomy.

"...Why are you in a hurry, little prince? This is your homework, remember to write a summary."

Allen pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, making the stack of books shrink and fall into his pocket.

Voldemort exclaimed, "Nice shrink and levitate spells!"

He seduced, "Every Thursday, come here to find me, and I will take you into the realm of black magic... You will see the true power, Allen!"

The blond crown prince raised the corners of his mouth coldly, "Thank you for reminding me, but if I find out that you are only golden and jade on the outside, but you can't teach anything, I will report you to Dumbledore!"

Voldemort froze for a moment, then laughed.

He sighed with a smile, "Such an innocent little prince... But it's okay, you won't have the opportunity to tell the truth."

He came over to Quirrell, who was covered in perfume, and gently hugged Alan.

Allen fought the urge to throw him away.

——If Quirrell is still holding the head of garlic, don't even try to get close to him!

"Welcome to the darkness, Allen... join me in controlling the power of the world! Let's defeat that stupid old bee together."

Allen looked indifferent, "You should find the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible - before that, I won't believe your promise to give up your authority!"

The magic factor approached him lazily, complaining about the rotten smell on Quirrell.

That feeling seemed to spread to Allen, making the blond crown prince even worse.

He said directly, "Farewell!"

Voldemort smiled happily as he watched the door open and shut.

He sighed, "Look, Quirrell—the little prince is only so indifferent and straightforward to us..."

Quirrell opened his eyes wide and stammered, "But... But, in this case, why are you so happy?"

Voldemort's voice came into his mind, and he seemed very happy to say,

"Idiot! The more depressed he is outside, the darker his heart will be. Our flawless little prince, how much darkness has accumulated in his heart..."

His voice faded away, leaving Quirrell standing still.