Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Almost everyone is looking forward to the get out of class bell.

However, when Allen had just removed the confusion barrier after the bell rang, Lockhart triumphantly announced something.

"Ha... I, Gilderoy Lockhart, as your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, of course I will also be your best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor..."

He still showed a silly smile.

Hermione looked at the man on the stage with a complicated expression.

In fact, she knew that what Harry and Ron said were right...but maybe she was really stubborn.

She thought, Lockhart is someone who has experienced so many great stories!How could it be such a fool who stole other people's stories?

Lockhart was still there proudly, "For your spell training, I specially applied to Dumbledore to establish a society!"

He saw the little wizards whispering to each other, making buzzing discussions, opened their arms, and said loudly,

"At eight o'clock this Saturday night, I, Gilderoy Lockhart, will form the Dueling Club in the Hogwarts Great Hall and hold the first meeting to teach you some dueling lessons!"

The little wizards became excited, and the buzz was almost several times higher.

They all took out their wands and held them excitedly - this Lockhart was finally going to teach them some real skills!

Lockhart went on to boast again, and when Allen lost his patience, he ended his boasting about himself.

He blinked and said triumphantly, "Welcome everyone tomorrow night! I bet you will see a real duel at the Dueling Club!"

He finally left the classroom with a wink.

Draco exhaled heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "He's finally gone!"

Allen really wanted to complain like him, and smiled when he heard this, and nodded slightly to the Gryffindor trio who came squabbling.

The three little lions seemed to be having some trouble, but they still greeted the two of them one by one.

Ron pushed Harry, Harry pushed Hermione, and Hermione pushed back.

Everyone in the classroom is gone now, and Allen is not in a hurry.

He watched them quietly, put down the "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that he had finally finished watching, and waited for the result of the discussion between the three little lions.

He was patient, but Draco was impatient.

Little Peacock was already annoyed by Lockhart and wanted to scold Dumbledore, but now seeing the three of them huddling around, he said angrily, "Tell me what's going on! We have to go to dinner!"

In the end, Harry was squeezed out by Ron and Hermione combined.

He raised his eyes, gave a dry laugh, scratched his head and said, "Actually, we want to ask about the heir of Slytherin..."

Hermione looked away with difficulty.

The moment that sentence came out, Allen erected a silence barrier just in case.

He smiled and said, "Are you still in the secret room?"

Harry pulled out his chair and sat down, telling his story frankly.

When talking about doubting Draco, the little peacock snorted heavily.

Allen sighed and took out his liqueur chocolates for the day, handed him two, and distributed three to the three little lions opposite.

Draco angrily took the last one in his palm, opened it viciously and stuffed it into his mouth.

Harry gave a guilty smile and said quickly, "But I know now—it's definitely not Draco!"

Allen was thoughtful, "So, you are here to ask me the true identity of the heir of Slytherin?"

Draco raised his eyebrows, the feeling that everyone was drunk and I was sober, let his anger dissipate easily.

He happily nibbled on the chocolate, and exclaimed flamboyantly, "Oh! Alan, you said that a certain savior came to ask us earlier, why did it take so long! And he made such a big circle!"

Allen laughed and comforted Harry and Hermione.

"Don't worry, I'm not angry.

"In fact, you are keenly aware of the conspiracy in the Chamber of Secrets, and you have taken the initiative to investigate, which has already made me feel your bravery - no thanks to Gryffindor, who is known for his courage!"

The three little lions raised their chests proudly.

Draco muttered, "Here we go again - the Holy Crown Prince!"

Allen ignored him and continued, "But in many cases, choosing the right direction is more important than just working hard."

He smiled gently, and handed over several boxes of unfinished Halloween candies.

"As for the Chamber of Secrets, you don't have to worry, I've already solved it. I sealed the diary with alchemy—Professor Dumbledore and I still need to do some research."

"The blood writing on the wall and the petrified Mrs. Norris were all done by a student controlled by a diary—"

The three little lions gasped heavily, along with a half-knowledgeable Draco.

Master Malfoy asked, "Do you know who that is? Have you disposed of it? Why didn't you tell me!"

Harry was stunned by these three consecutive questions, but he quickly realized that he also looked at Alan and asked, "Your Highness, Draco knew about this? He participated in the investigation? Why didn't you come to me ?”

Speaking of the latter, the savior even felt a little wronged.

A pair of emerald eyes and a pair of gray-blue eyes stared at Allen, as if he must get an answer.

Alan:  …

He paused and looked at the calm little witch.

When Hermione received the signal, she immediately grabbed the two boys from left to right, and said angrily, "Shut up! Quiet and listen to Your Highness!"

Harry flinched.

Draco reluctantly kept his mouth shut.

Allen blinked at Hermione, and continued, "I've found that student and left the control of the diary, she will get better soon."

Harry's eyes narrowed.

Hermione had already spoken, "'Her'? A girl?"

He said solemnly, "This matter is over, I have written to Dumbledore, and he has agreed to suppress this matter.

"You guys must not spread this matter to the outside world, so as not to affect that student."

Allen threatened with a smile, "If I hear something spread, I will never tell you anything again!"

Ron didn't react much, but the other three gasped hard.

Harry and Hermione swore, "We'll never tell! Not even a fly wants to hear about it!"

Draco arrogantly flicked the non-existing dust on his outer robe, and proudly dragged his aria, "Oh, Alan...you don't trust me!"

Alan shook his head helplessly and smiled, put Senior Newt's book back in his pocket, and said, "As soon as the Mandrake matures, Mrs. Norris will be cured immediately."

He looked at the four children in front of him one by one, and said, "It's all over, what you should be thinking about now is your studies, or join in the excitement of Professor Lockhart's Dueling Club?"

He was about to get up when the savior grabbed his hand, "Your Highness, wait!"

Sea blue eyes looked gently, waiting quietly.

Under this tolerance, Harry let go of his hand a little embarrassedly, scratched his head, "Um, Your Highness...you forgot to mention the heir of Slytherin..."

Allen laughed.

He looked out the window resignedly, then turned back, and said, "Well, if you must want to know—it's me."

The three of Harry were dumbfounded.

Draco pursed his lips and muttered, "You said just now that you have to wait for the time..."

Allen patted him reassuringly, "It's okay, Draco. You were the first to know."

This sentence relieved Master Malfoy a lot.

—Hmph, he's the Muggleborn's best friend anyway!

The three little lions stood stupidly like stone statues.

In the end, it was Harry who recovered first with a strong savior mentality.

He stammered, "What?"

Hermione followed suit, "You?"

Allen had to repeat, "It is indeed me. I am the only existing Slytherin heir besides Voldemort."

Ron said blankly, "bloody hell! (God!) But you're a Muggle!"

Harry realized instantly, "It's your mother..."

Those sea blue eyes looked over calmly.

He shut his mouth quickly - he didn't dare to experience Alan's faux pas again, it was terrible!

Draco looked carefully at Alan's face from the corner of his eye.

——This is a taboo that he dare not touch.

Ron didn't know what was going on behind this, so he just said, "Is it your mother?"

He was elbowed by Harry, and he yelled out "Ow--".

Allen got up calmly and said, "That's it. If you have nothing else, I'll go first!"

Draco quickly packed his things, glared at Ron, and quickly followed Alan's pace.

Hermione poked Harry carefully and asked softly, "What's going on?"

Harry looked back cautiously to confirm that Allen had really left, and then dared to whisper, "You don't know—the queen is absolutely taboo in the palace! No one dares to mention it!"

Hermione frowned distressedly, "It's all my fault, I should have thought of it earlier - the royal family never responds to the queen's questions!"

The savior swallowed cautiously, and said, "Last time I asked without knowing it, and His Highness ignored me for three whole days!"

Hermione: ...! ! !

The little witch hugged her head in frustration, and murmured, "For three days... I can't talk to His Highness for three days..."

Ron stood beside him, not daring to move.