Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The four boys of the Weasley family watched Alan's "interrogation" eagerly.

They vaguely remembered that Alan asked about many symptoms, but they couldn't remember the specific content anyway.

However, the careless Weasleys quickly ignored this small problem and concentrated on waiting for the "doctor"'s conclusion.

Finally, Allen got up, half supported their little sister, and sent the poor little girl over.

The twins immediately held Ginny in their arms, and smiled gratefully at Allen.

They were about to speak, but Percy gave them a glare, so they closed their mouths, squatted down and coaxed Ginny, muttering incessantly——

"Stupid Percy!"

"Damn Percy!"

Ron racked his brains to think of a joke, and a word came out of nowhere.

Ginny was amused by them, and a snot bubble popped out.

Percy glared at them again, and smiled awkwardly at Allen, "Um, Your Highness, how is Ginny doing?"

Allen smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, Percy. Drink some tranquilizing potion these days, spend more time with her, and don't let her touch any magic products—it will be fine in a few days."

Hearing this sentence, the four red-haired boys were relieved.

They exclaimed, "Thank God!"

Fred grinned and tossed a handful of candy over, returning to his usual playful grin.

"Little prince, this is our latest product!"

"Yes, puke sugar!" George said.

"You can use it to skip class—"

"Or eat it for someone you hate!"

The twins said a word to each other, and Percy gave him an angry glare.

The Gryffindor prefect with his hips akimbo—he looked very much like Mrs. Molly at the moment—grinded his teeth and said, "If you dare to come up with such a bad idea again, I will write to my mother!"

Allen lowered his eyes slightly, not getting involved in their family affairs, and left with a smile.

He walked out of this classroom, superimposed the Disillusionment Curse and the Acceleration Curse, and quickly walked to the bathroom on the second floor.

Hurry up, maybe you can find the journal there!

He paused for a moment in front of the door plate of the "Women's Bathroom", then gritted his teeth and stepped in.

—No one saw him, yes!

Allen hypnotized himself and quickly searched every compartment.

No.

No.

No... what is this?

He tilted his head slowly and looked at the potion boiling in front of him, sniffed it lightly, and then he had a definition in his heart - compound decoction.

...still poor quality.

Who's making Polyjuice Potion at this hour?

Such a sneaky thing must not be used for official purposes.

His brain was working fast.

At present, Ginny has thrown away the diary, so it should not be her fault.Judging by the fineness of this soup, it should have been boiled for more than half a month.

Allen frowned slowly.

He looked at the pot of soup with cold eyes, and finally manipulated his magic power to pour it into the sewer.

... No matter who it is or what its purpose is, don't cause trouble for him at this time!

A weeping female voice suddenly came, and Alan stiffened his back in shock.

The voice screamed and seemed to be getting closer to him.

He cautiously erected the protective barrier, half hidden behind the door vigilantly.

But he never expected--

A girl ghost jumped out of the toilet beside him, and a huge water splash flew out immediately.

Allen suddenly raised the Iron Armor Curse, the Protective Curse, and the Zeus Domain to block the splash of water.

Amidst the female ghost's scream of "Who is here?", he manipulated the magic factor to push open the door, and backed away calmly.

Allen ran to the sink quickly, heaving a sigh of relief.

——That's the water in the toilet!

Horse, bucket, li, of, water!

He couldn't imagine the filth!If this matter gets out, the dignity of the royal family for hundreds of years and the glory of His Majesty Edward will be wiped out by him!

—Have you heard?A certain crown prince was almost splashed with toilet water!

--how can that be?

——There is something even more impossible!He went into the women's restroom!

Alan closed his eyes deeply, almost dying of shame.

Just at this time, the female ghost screamed and floated out of the toilet, floating around the room.

"Who? Who! Who is that nasty student? You all bully Myrtle... woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo""

She screamed and slammed back into the toilet.

Alan:  …

The illusion spell is really a good thing!

He clenched his fists tightly, and it took him a long time to convince himself to continue searching.

In the end, he searched everything around the sink first, and then made up his mind to search the cubicle.

The blond boy slowly stretched out his hand, then retracted it, and opened the door with a silent spell instead.

First compartment, safe, no.

Second compartment, safe, no.

In the fifth compartment, he saw the familiar female ghost.

Only then did Allen see the other person's face clearly.

She was wearing a Hogwarts school robe, black round-rimmed glasses, and her thick black hair was combed into two low ponytails. She was lying comfortably on the edge of the toilet, flicking the water in it.

A moment of silence.

Myrtle shrieked and shrank back into the toilet, making another big splash.

Allen quickly pulled up a group of blocking spells, and circled out of this area skillfully and quickly again.

He pressed the sink, stroked his chest, and tried his best to comfort himself.

……calm!There are still five compartments left to search!five!

Allen gritted his teeth deeply and sighed.

Is that Tom Riddle?Good, he remembered!

However, even if a certain crown prince suffered such a great mental trauma, he failed to find the black leather diary as he wished.

Allen was a little angry-if he stole the diary from Lucius directly, there would be so many twists and turns.

He mobilized the magic power of the three responsible persons again, and ordered them to send a notice to all Muggle breeds:

[From now on, anyone who sees the black leather diary with Tom Marvolo Riddle's words on it should report it immediately!

[Note: This diary is a very powerful black magic item that will absorb the life force of the user.

[Ellen Cornwall]

At this moment, the savior was flipping through a certain book, and took out a badge exuding warm touch and red light.

Red light, emergency notification.

Harry's expression tightened, and he immediately opened the information panel, saw the stern words on it, and slowly, slowly looked down at the diary in his hand.

...Ah, I won the lottery!