Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The blond boy slightly raised his eyebrows, his sea-blue eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Slytherin Chamber of Secrets?

He thought it was a false legend passed on by word of mouth!

Is it true?

So... other things mentioned in the school history, such as Slytherin leaving a monster in the Chamber of Secrets, sensing the call of the heir to purge students of Muggle blood...

Salazar was furious, "I knew it! These unreliable historians, I will bring Hai Erbo to knock on their doors!"

Allen restrained and coughed lightly.

—Indeed, Slytherin doesn't have a good reputation in the history of magic.

——Even if he is the founder of Hogwarts.

He comforted, "Okay, ancestors. They have written everything, and the legend has been passed down for thousands of years... Instead of getting angry, why not tell me where the secret room is first..."

Salazar glared at him, "Who cares about the rags they wrote! But they actually spread rumors, saying that I will leave a monster in the school to wipe out the students?!"

The Snake Ancestor hissed, "You son of a bitch! Let's go and find the basilisk!"

Alan:  …

He opened his hands and comforted the furious Salazar, "Patriarch, calm down. If you let the basilisk out, isn't that just in line with the nonsense of historians? Then what they said is true !"

Salazar took a deep breath.

——I don’t know how a portrait of him is so vivid.

Snake Ancestor cursed, "How could Hai Erbo kill people casually? No one called him, how could he crawl out blindly..."

At this moment, an extremely familiar tone came from between the two of them.

[Kill...I want blood...I want to kill you...Kill...]

Alan:  …

He looked at Snake Ancestor suddenly, and said in disbelief, "Hai Erbo came out?"

Salazar: ...

He felt guilty for a moment, and his straight back shrank a little.

Allen frowned, the basilisk is not a trivial matter, and Hogwarts is full of students, which is too dangerous.

Salazar's complexion was also not good, "When I left the school, I clearly locked it in the secret room.

"It stands to reason that it won't wake up without me or my descendants to wake it up, or if Hogwarts is in crisis of extinction."

He hesitated, "...Maybe, maybe, maybe, someone woke it up."

Allen frowned slightly, and tapped the elbow of the sofa with his slender fingers, "But I am the only Slytherin in the castle!"

He raised his eyes and said softly, "You don't know, after the Slytherin blood has been passed down for thousands of years, only Gaunt's blood remains.

"They firmly believe that bloodlines should be kept pure, and they have always advocated the marriage of consanguineous relatives, and in the end even brother and sister unions, and the children they gave birth to were more or less diseased.

"Later, Morfin Gaunt, the last blood of the Gaunt family, confessed to murdering an old Muggle and died in Azkaban."

Allen frowned slightly, hating such a so-called wizard who relied on magic to harm ordinary people.

He sighed, "The only one who claims to be of Slytherin blood is Voldemort. And now he is locked in the demon sealing domain by me. I don't know whether he is alive or dead—how can he have the energy to come out and make trouble?"

Salazar had no answer.

He rolled himself into a roll angrily, cursing, "Don't worry about anything else, Slytherin's genealogy is memorized by heart!"

Allen grabbed him, spread the scroll, and said helplessly, "Don't scroll first, ancestor—tell me where the secret room is first, and how to enter it?"

He coaxed, "Let's find out, maybe Voldemort has someone else behind him - don't let him drag down our Slytherin reputation."

Salazar said righteously, "That's right! Catch this nasty bastard!"

He commanded, "Go to the second floor—that's where my sister and I's room and study were. It was later converted into Defense Against the Dark Arts classrooms, Transfiguration classrooms, and of course the library.

"Helbo has its own dedicated passage, as for mine—it's in the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Allen gave an indescribable pause, wondering how Lockhart's idiot would react when he knew that he was so close to the entrance of the basilisk.

But the most important thing right now is to go to the second floor, maybe we can block the person who released Hai Erbo.

He packed up quickly, stuffed the portrait into his pocket, and headed to the second floor.

At this time, the students were walking back from the auditorium—since they entered the second grade, the supervision of the professors has also become stronger. After they had dinner, they had to study at the long table for another hour.

Draco yawned and walked back, just blocking Alan who was about to go out.He asked strangely, "Alan, where are you going? The curfew will be in ten minutes!"

Allen smiled easily, and replied, "I was in Professor McGonagall's class just now, and I seem to have left my pen—I want to go back and look for it."

Draco frowned, "Why don't you just change one?"

Allen shook his head and said, "That's a birthday present from His Majesty."

As soon as the words came out, Draco knew he couldn't stop him.

He stepped aside and said, "Don't come back too late, if you can't find it, tell the person in charge to look for it tomorrow."

Allen replied with a smile, and left in a hurry.

He walked out quickly, and ran into a panic-looking savior at the corner of the second floor.

Harry grabbed his arm and asked, "Your Highness, did you hear any strange noises? It was inside the wall."

Allen was startled, his sea-blue eyes fixed on him for a while, and then looked at the wall.

There was indeed Parseltongue passing through the walls just now, but... how could Harry hear it?

He asked, "What did you hear, Harry?"

Breathing heavily, Harry said, "There was a voice, he said he was going to kill someone! I've been walking all the way from the Defense Against the Dark Arts office!"

"Harry!"

It's Hermione.

The little witch and Ron followed Harry out of breath, saying, "What's the matter?"

She paused, then slightly bent her knees and said, "Your Highness...why are you here?"

Allen repeated the excuse he had made to fool Draco just now, and was persuaded by the three little ones to go back.

"—It's too dangerous outside, Your Highness!" Harry said firmly, "There's something hidden in the wall."

Hermione forced a smile, but also looked concerned.

Ron nodded and warned Harry, "Don't tell anyone about it, Harry—even in the wizarding world, it's not a good thing to hear voices that others can't hear!"

Allen looked down at them and smiled slightly.

He patted Harry on the back to calm the savior, and said, "You don't have to worry about me, Professor Flitwick can't beat me. If there are any monsters, I can protect myself."

"—It's you, shall I take you back?"

The three little ones hurriedly refused.

Allen smiled slightly, and handed Harry a contact badge, "This badge can contact me directly, if you are still worried, please send me a message."

Harry felt relieved, and accepted the badge under Hermione's envious eyes.

Allen also passed a piece to the little witch, "You're welcome, take it. Our clever little witch can always find some clues, and this is also convenient for you to pass information to Harry."

Hermione took the badge with a flushed face and held it cherished in her hand.

Ron looked unobtrusively at the luxury of the badge gold engraving, and seemed a little inferior.

The three little lions quickly bid farewell to him, and went to Gryffindor Tower together.

Allen was half hidden in the darkness, looking up at their backs, his sea blue eyes were dim.