Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Hogwarts has no secrets.

In just half a day, the identity of Allen as the real heir of Slytherin spread throughout Hogwarts.

Many Muggleborns are unbelievable.

But when some pure-bloods mocked Allen as the murderer of Mrs. Norris, they just went up.

The little lions said fiercely, "——It was a stupid thing that the mysterious man manipulated the students to do, didn't you hear?!"

The other party seemed unconcerned,

"Oh? Maybe Cornwall did it. Didn't they tell you the identity of the heirs? You have to rush to serve them? Are you cheap!"

This can be regarded as poking a hornet's nest.

The Muggleborns from the three colleges clenched their fists viciously, "You, say, what?"

Seeing that something was wrong, the little snakes of Slytherin left a few of them to watch the situation, and quickly divided up to find the professor.

The two groups fought quickly, and Professor McGonagall, who arrived later, deducted ten points.

On this day, the gemstone hourglasses of the four colleges all went down a lot.

...yes, Slytherins were among them.Because the little snakes who were affected later joined in angrily.

On this day, there were many little wizards with bruised noses and swollen faces in the school infirmary.

Allen knew nothing about it.

He was still in the secret room, hiding in Salazar's laboratory, sealing up some extremely threatening black magic books, and studying books related to Horcruxes.

The furnishings here have changed drastically.

The ground where there was only dirt was laid with wooden floors, and the poor little lights on the ceiling were replaced by luxurious crystal chandeliers.

The old, almost rotten wooden bed and armchair were also thrown out and replaced with a whole set of royal desks.

Allen also carpeted the lounge area with an armchair and a small round table.

Originally, there were rows of huge bookshelves on the left and right walls.

After Allen took over, he threw away the potions and potion materials that had been displayed for thousands of years and could not be used. The shelves that originally placed black magic books were also replaced with royal bookshelves that matched the tables and chairs.

——Allen measured the size and asked Edward to send it in a suitcase with a space spell.

The desk and chair set sits just around the corner, bordering the narrower bookshelves.

——Currently, all books related to Horcruxes are placed here.

Allen was sitting in a high-back chair with a cup of fragrant black tea in his hand, quietly flipping through the books.

When Fox appeared here with the firelight, the whole bird froze, and almost forgot to flap its wings.

The flaming phoenix walked around the room curiously, only then remembered to hand the sticky note in his mouth to Allen.

Allen allowed it to turn around, and seeing it finally reacted, he smiled and took the note—it was indeed Dumbledore's invitation.

He got up and closed the book, straightened the wrinkled suit casually, put on his student robe, and grabbed Fox's tail feathers.

There was a flash of fire.

Allen landed in the principal's room smoothly.

He smiled and raised his eyes, his sea blue eyes showed a trace of hesitation.

... Is this a trial of three sessions?

I saw Dumbledore sitting upright behind the desk and chair, and blinked lively when he saw him coming.The deans of the four colleges were lined up on either side, sitting in armchairs with serious faces.

Next to him stood Filch with fierce eyes.

And there was Hagrid, who sat like a hill, wringing his fingers eagerly.

(Snape's face was completely black to the color of a bat, seeing him look, he snorted heavily.)

Alan:  …

He lowered his eyes, and when he looked up, he showed the crown prince's exclusive smile, and said gently, "Hello, professors, I know you have some questions, and I am happy to tell you the truth."

Dumbledore stroked his beard with a smile.

"Um, Minerva, Severus...we..."

The old principal was glared at by the two deans at the same time.

Allen smiled indifferently, his wand slid from his cuff, he held it and waved it lightly, and a comfortable armchair appeared across from everyone.

— right in the middle.

He walked slowly and sat down, folded his hands on his lap, and the gentleman said, "Okay, we can start."

Dumbledore lowered his head slowly, his blue eyes looked over the lens, with some helplessness and blame.

...this is too ostentatious!

Professor McGonagall shook her lips and said, "Oh, Alan, I can't believe it anyway-how could you be the heir of Slytherin? You don't have the blood of Salazar at all!"

Filch let out a sharp sob. "So it was you! You killed my cat!"

Dumbledore could only calm him down.

"...Oh, Argus, I explained it - that's the manipulated student..."

The old headmaster was comforting poor Filch in a low voice, but Snape ignored him and switched on the mocking mode.

He snorted coldly, "Oh, Minerva, don't say it's you."

He folded his arms, and said with a strange air, "It's me, the humble head of Slytherin, the poor potions professor who studies potions with the little prince almost every day..."

The corners of his mouth were raised viciously, and his cello-like voice was tinged with sarcasm, completing the rest of the sentence.

"...and failed to learn the truth from His Royal Highness."

Alan pretended he hadn't heard anything, and said gently, "Don't worry, Professor. Please let me start again.

"Of course, Hagrid—and Mr. Filch, please bear with me."

He slowly narrated, from hearing the voice of the basilisk by accident in the second grade, to discovering the sealing circle in the Slytherin common room.

The blond crown prince smiled restrainedly, "I just have a bit of an itch, and I want to see if I can break the seal...

"This magic circle is really exquisite. It took me a while to unlock it, and I found an entrance there. Out of confidence in my magic level, I walked down for a long time, and found the secret room by accident."

He completely erased Salazar's existence.

Although he usually bickers with the Snake Ancestor, it is his ancestor after all.

Since Salazar is unwilling to appear in the public eye again, he is also willing to keep the secret for the other party.

Allen continued, "There, I found a basilisk. It said it was Haierbo, and it was Salazar's pet. It went out for a walk a few days ago.

"For the sake of the Slytherin blood, it is willing to obey my instructions and promises that it will not run around the school again."

Snape forced a snort.

The deans of the other three colleges breathed a long sigh of relief.

Hagrid perked up, "Basilisk! Oh, Ellen, I can..."

He restrained a little under Dumbledore's gaze, and tilted his head guiltily.

Professor McGonagall looked at him reproachfully, then looked at Alan, and asked, "So, Alan, why didn't you report it immediately after you found the secret room?"

Allen smiled and explained, "This is going to involve that Mr. Tom Riddle, or - Voldemort."

Everyone except Dumbledore took a deep breath.

Snape held his left arm silently, his expression darkened.

Dumbledore nodded, and said softly, "Yes, Allen wrote to me and mentioned it——Tom had a special diary when he was a student. It somehow entered the school and controlled a student."

The old man and Alan looked at each other, tacitly hiding the identity of the student.

He continued, "The child was controlled to open the secret room, released the basilisk, petrified Mrs. Norris, and left blood..."

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, "Oh, Albus, why didn't you tell me such an important thing!"

Even Professor Sprout looked disapprovingly.

The old man clapped his hands, shrugged and took a candy, "Don't be so anxious, everyone... Alan has already found that student and checked his body."

He assured, "Everything is normal. The children are full of energy, and they will be raised after a few days of rest!"

Professor McGonagall glared at him, floated the candy away from his hand, and held it in his hand angrily, "It's better like this!"

She looked at Alan again, and warned, "... Alan, if something like this happens in the future, you have to tell me! I'm the one who handles school affairs!"

Professor Maomao said seriously.

"Otherwise, I'll catch you as a substitute teacher! Seven grades of Transfiguration class - you'll be the one who approves the homework!"

Allen: ...!

He immediately assured, "Yes, Professor! No problem, Professor!"

Snape snorted coldly, and said tactfully, "Aha... Your Royal Highness is really obedient... I don't know if he still remembers that he has a humble headmaster?"

Allen coughed lightly, and said, "Professor, I have written several adjustment strategies regarding the new potion. I have sent Tita to your office this morning."

Snape had to stand up, glared at him, and said cursingly, "You stupid troll, why didn't you say it earlier!"

He wanted to check it quickly, but he was afraid that he would miss some important information.

Dumbledore knew it well, and said with a smile, "Oh... go, Severus. Minerva, you go too, Ellen and I still have something to discuss."

Snape glared at him viciously, strode out, and kicked open the door of the principal's office.