Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Master Malfoy was very proud of this honorable and aboveboard respect in front of everyone, and he raised his peacock's tail again.

He swayed all the way and said, "Oh, that feels good, doesn't it—calling the shots in front of everybody."

The little peacock reveled in this glory.

He shook his head and raised his eyebrows, "Malfoy will always lead the pure-blood camp, all of them must thank Malfoy for his shrewd vision!"

"—isn't it, Ellen?"

Allen smiled and nodded, affirming, "That's right, Malfoy's choice is the beginning of glory for the new leader!"

He pushed open the bedroom door, closed it gently, and complimented unobtrusively, "Even Voldemort rose because of your grandfather's respect."

Draco shuddered and stammered, "Alan, don't say that name!"

Alan approached him with a smile, took out the 'Zeus' magic box, handed it over gently, and watched Master Malfoy playing with the box ignorantly.

He said, "Voldemort is in here."

Draco froze, all the tail feathers stopped in the air, not daring to move.

He said with a sad face, "...you, you take it away!"

Allen didn't take the magic box from him, let him freeze in place, walked to the sofa and sat down, and said with a smile, "This is my secret-I can trap anyone in a field without magic power , until their magic was exhausted and they fell into the arms of death.

"I'll call it—Zeus."

The sea blue eyes were so calm.

Their owners even leaned leisurely on the back of the sofa, watching those terrified gray-blue eyes.

After a while, he smiled and stretched out his hand, "Oh, Draco, don't make such an expression. After all, I won't kill you."

"...well, Master Malfoy. Give me back the box!"

Still frozen in place, Draco said reluctantly, "...can you take it away yourself!"

Allen smiled, his eyes lightened.

"Master Malfoy, this is another new lesson—make the right choice when necessary."

He played with taste, "to gain the greatest benefit."

"If your father didn't teach you this, let me teach you:

"As a qualified Malfoy, you need to always play games among different people to snatch benefits and ultimately shape Malfoy's glory."

The blond boy raised his hands, half propped his head and sighed, "Choose between me and Voldemort, Draco—pass it to me, don't be afraid, it's almost dead."

Draco gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me—you know I've chosen you long ago! I...I can't, I'm afraid..."

Allen got up, stretched out his hand encouragingly, "Conquer your own fear and come to me.

"Draco, prove to me that you yourself can shape Malfoy's glory! Prove to me that I have chosen my Slytherin leader correctly!"

He said firmly, "In front of your grandfather Abraxas, even Voldemort can only grovel and test back and forth.

"In front of Malfoy, the so-called Dark Lord is just a pawn being used to gain benefits—it was before, and it is still now."

The gray-blue eyes were a little dull, but ambition was drawn out again.

Allen smiled and opened his arms, guiding the other party, "Oh, Draco. You and your grandfather have the same vicious vision and the same courage, don't you?"

The platinum peacock clasped the silver magic box, and slowly raised its eyes to look at the flamboyant Muggle crown prince.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are a devil, Alan Cornwall."

Allen smiled and remained motionless, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then, do you dare to join the devil's camp?"

Draco scolded in a low voice, "Damn it, I've already joined your camp!"

Gritting his teeth, he took a step forward, stiffly holding the silver magic box, walked to the blond boy, and said quickly, "I beg you, take this damn box away!"

"it is good."

Allen said indulgently, and asked, "Tell me, Draco. Tell me, who's in there?"

Draco closed his eyes hard, and said softly, "You-know-who. (Mystery man.)"

Allen nodded and said, "What's his name?"

Platinum Peacock frowned, "Damn it, can't you stop asking? Just take this damn box from me?!"

The blond crown prince smiled flamboyantly and repeated, "Tell me, what's his name."

Draco said viciously, "Voldemort!"

He had a fierce expression and a large mouth, but he barely made a sound.If Allen hadn't been paying attention to him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have heard a sound in the air.

Allen laughed and persuaded, "Speak louder, don't be afraid, he is already trapped to death by me."

Draco said wearily, "Okay...you blond jerk, I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes with you!

"Well, his name is... Voldemort!"

As soon as the name was uttered, the platinum boy shuddered fiercely.

Alan lifted the box from his hands approvingly, gave him a hug encouragingly, and affirmed, "That's it, let him recall the days when he crawled at Malfoy's feet—it's easy, isn't it?"

Draco rolled his eyes hard.

Allen patted him, looked down at the pattern on the box, and gently opened the lock.

The platinum peacock stared and said anxiously, "What are you doing?!"

It's a pity that the blond boy's fingers are so steady, and as soon as he finished speaking, his slender fingers have already opened the box.

Draco: ...! ! !

Just when he felt his heart was about to stop beating, he saw the black magic box inside.

He let out a long breath, and then saw those hands unscrupulously open the second magic box.

The Platinum Peacock looks like he's dying.

Allen observed the box with a smile, and dragged out the cursed and weakened Dark Lord inside.

Voldemort was so weak.

He couldn't even maintain his own soul. If it weren't for the unicorn blood that Quirrell drank for him in the Forbidden Forest before, it might really have disappeared by now.

He propped up his mouth, his voice was like rotten wood that had been scorched by a raging fire.

"Alan Cornwall, you will pay for the way you treated the Dark Lord!"

He growled hoarsely.

Allen smiled, moved Zeus' domain to keep the other party in a magic vacuum, and dragged Malfoy who wanted to escape.

He maintained the crown prince's perfect smile, as if holding a press conference, and said gently, "Your Highness the Dark Lord, let me introduce you.

"—Draco Malfoy, my head of Slytherin."