Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

With all eyes on, Gilderoy Lockhart stepped onto the gilded stage.

He was simply radiant today.

The fuchsia robe was meticulously groomed, and the curly blond hair had a soft luster, almost giving off the decency of a successful person.

Lockhart waved for silence and said loudly, "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? That's great!"

He proudly put his hands on his hips, showing his eight teeth foolishly.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore allowed me to start this little dueling club and train everyone fully.

"In case you ever need to defend yourself, defend yourself in the same way I've used countless times—

"For details on this, see my published work."

Professor Flitwick covered his face with difficulty, and wailed, "Alan, I can't imagine——Lockhart came from Ravenclaw!"

Allen looked at him horizontally, and casually asked, "Professor Lockhart must have had a good student life?"

Flitwick snorted coldly and stood up on the mechanical legs.

He said angrily, "Where is he to be commended—if there is, it's that tiresome boasting of himself!"

He stared at the stage, manipulating the mechanical legs to move forward.

"Alan, come on. I can't take it anymore!—what can he teach the students!"

At this time, Lockhart had complacently invited Snape up to continue the lengthy opening.

"...Oh, don't be afraid! When I'm done demonstrating with him, I'll return your Potions master to you intact!"

Harry had to admire Lockhart's guts.

——If it was him, under Snape's stare, he would have already run away!

Ron whispered in Harry's ear,

"Wouldn't it be better if they fought to lose both?"

Draco's face was already stinking to a certain point.

Snape finally lost his patience and said "Ha--" mockingly.

He said coldly, "Perhaps we should start, Lockhart?"

"Ah, yes, yes—then we bow first!"

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed.

— at least Lockhart bowed, flipped his hands a lot, and Snape just shook his head impatiently.

Allen was not interested in watching it anymore.

He followed Professor Flitwick down, nodded gentlemanly to the little Muggle-born wizards who gave way on both sides, and handed out handfuls of chocolates.

When Allen walked to the duel ring, Snape just defeated Lockhart neatly.

The proverbial sack flew backwards off the stage, hit the wall, and then slid back down, curled up on the floor in pain.

Snape rolled up his upper lip regretfully, and said with a strange air, "Aha... Lockhart, you don't have to hide your secrets today - can you show some real skills?"

Lockhart got up from the ground in embarrassment.

It's hard for him to continue bragging, "Ah...Professor Snape, don't mind me saying that, your intention of casting the Disarming Curse is too obvious...

"If I want to stop you, it doesn't take much effort..."

With a murderous expression on his face, Snape raised his wand and hissed, "Dark—"

Professor Flitwick looked about to faint.

He screamed, "Lockhart! Get off!"

Lockhart bit his lip viciously, flicked his robe coldly, and twisted a smile again, exaggerating,

"Ah... It seems that Professor Flitwick has also come to cheer for me!"

He pretended to be proud, "Then invite you to compete with Severus—remember to show it to the students, like me!"

Flitwick was literally shaking with rage.

——How could Ravenclaw College teach such students!What an insult to Rowena Ravenclaw's reputation for wisdom!

Allen took a considerate step forward, opened his arms, and showed the crown prince's regular smile.

He led the students, saying, "Gentlemen and ladies, good evening—"

"As we all know, dueling is almost a must-have for wizards. Considering the importance of this matter, our dueling champion—Professor Flitwick has come here specially to share some experience with you."

He nodded slightly, beckoning,

"Thanks to the professor's trust and training, I will show you a wonderful duel with Professor Flitwick!"

The little Muggleborn wizards cheered.

"Your Highness—Your Highness—"

In such an atmosphere, pure blood and mixed blood were also mobilized and shouted, "Your Highness!"

This huge influence made Snape slowly move his eyes to look at the blond giant with a splendens in his head.

... Unable to control it, he also expressed the same worries as Dumbledore.

Lockhart squeezed the wand tightly in his hand with some jealousy.

——It's like this again!

— the same kind of influence as his humble Muggle king father!

--hateful!It was Lockhart who should have this cheer!

And over there, the blond crown prince was not affected by Xiao Xiao's thoughts at all.

Allen stretched his arms, with a calm smile, raised his hand and pressed it down, making a "please" gesture.

"Then, please leave Professor Snape and Lockhart for the time being."

The slender fingers clenched the somewhat worn wand, waved it gracefully, and easily formed a protective magic circle, covering the stage.

The little wizards exclaimed resoundingly, even the three professors on the stage couldn't help being surprised.

- What a genius!

Allen chuckled, "This protective circle can swallow the spells we fly out-to ensure everyone's safety."

He turned to Professor Flitwick and invited,

"Professor, shall we begin?"