Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall was overjoyed.

She watched with relief a group of young wizards practicing hard, and was even more relieved to see Alan's patient and gentle guidance.

Holding her wand, she turned slowly in the classroom and walked to Alan.

Under the watchful eye of Professor Maomao, Ron successfully transformed Tita into a beautiful transparent goblet.

The red-haired Weasley said loudly, "It really is Scabbers' problem!"

Professor McGonagall giggled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Yes, Mr. Weasley - of course, if you have a decent wand, the transfiguration will be even better!"

She looked at the dilapidated wand with unicorn hair exposed with some regret, and sighed helplessly when she thought of the financial situation of the Weasley family.

Allen said gently, "In this case—Ron, you can continue to practice with Tita, maybe you can add more beautiful patterns to the goblet."

He seemed to be holding the mouse, and said,

"As for Banban, if you trust me, let me take care of it for you, okay?"

Ron hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he continued to practice hard, Professor McGonagall stopped bothering him and motioned for Allen to walk side by side to the podium.

She stood happily on the podium, looked at the little wizards under the stage with stern relief, and said,

"The transformation level of little wizards has been greatly improved this year-yes, especially Muggle-born little wizards!

"This is really benefiting from Miss Sharp of Ravenclaw, her spell practice has been of great use!"

Allen smiled, still holding the mouse, and silently erected a silence barrier and confusion spell around them.

He stopped at the side of the podium, smiled slightly, and said, "Yeah, Diana is a very good girl."

Professor McGonagall gave him a gossiping look, rubbed his wand with both hands, slightly raised his heels with a smile, and said,

"Oh! Yes! How did I forget—I heard from Albus that there is a rumor in the Muggle world that you and Miss Sharp are going to be engaged?"

She tilted her head slightly strangely,

"...It's just that I rarely see you get along at school."

Allen seemed a little shy and smiled.

Professor McGonagall laughed clearly, she patted Allen on the shoulder, and said kindly,

"You should take the initiative, Ellen. Although Miss Sharp is a few years older than you, she is a girl after all!"

Pettigrew was going to be scared to death.

God knows what this Muggle crown prince has done, and in this man's hands, he can hardly move at all!

This Muggle crown prince is simply a double-faced faction!This person didn't touch him at all, and even used magic power to block him!

—Let him go!He is willing to continue to be a mouse, and live on like this until he dies!

Struggling desperately, he tried to run back to Ron.

I don't know why, but the body that was originally immobile can suddenly move.

Peter Pettigrew struggled harder, but was squeezed down by Alan's magic.

Professor McGonagall wanted to say something more, but saw the mouse in Allen's arms struggling so hard that Allen couldn't hold him.

She held the wand strangely, commanding, "Oh! Ellen, hold on to it! What's going on..."

Allen smiled awkwardly, as if forced to use magic power.

He paused, slowly frowned, looked up at Professor McGonagall strangely, and said,

"Professor...it doesn't look like an ordinary mouse. I mean - it looks like an Animagus!"

Professor McGonagall looked at him in shock, and then looked at the rat, which was struggling even more, with quivering lips.

She gasped, and immediately transformed into a very small and strong cage, motioning for Allen to put it in.

Allen had silently removed the confusion and silence barrier, calmly watching Professor McGonagall chanting around the cage.

...Professor Mao Mao is usually strict, but he is really a good professor who cares about the students.

Right now, even though an Animagus counter-curse can solve everything, she still firmly chose a more complicated screening method.

Allen lowered his eyes slightly, clasped his hand, and restrained his intention to send the spell.

The scene on the podium attracted the attention of the little wizards.

They gradually quieted down, watching Professor McGonagall coming and going, chanting words.

Ron looked at them in horror and called out "Scabbers!"

But no one present could take care of him.

They all watched Professor McGonagall intently, until Professor McGonagall stopped, looked at them with trembling lips, and said,

"Alan, you take care of them - Weasley, come with me!"

Carrying the cage where the mouse was held, she strode towards the principal's office.

Allen turned his eyes calmly, showing a gentle smile, and said, "Don't worry, everyone, Professor McGonagall just found a small problem, and it will be resolved soon."

He took out a roll of parchment from his pocket, shook it open for everyone to see, and said with a smile,

"Here are the notes I compiled for the history of magic in the second grade - there are 10 minutes left for get out of class, if you perform well, you can get a backup!"

The little wizards waved their wands desperately as if seeing a savior.

——Merlin's big underpants, history of magic is not attended by anyone, it is too difficult to find a copy of the notes to copy!

Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

The little wizards who usually invite their friends to cook dinner sat quietly, looking at the blond boy on the stage eagerly.

Allen laughed and raised his hand gracefully.

Under the shocked gaze of the little wizards, dozens of scrolls were automatically copied from that roll of parchment, each of which fell into their hands.

They stared blankly at the blond crown prince on the stage, ignoring the joy of getting the history of magic notes, and said blankly,

"Merlin!"

"Your Highness already knows wandless magic?"

Allen smiled, got up and said, "Everyone, go and eat!"

He glanced at Draco vaguely, and when he was about to turn around, he remembered Harry, looked back at the Savior, and blinked slightly.

Draco had given up struggling.

He patted Harry and Theodore next to him, and sighed, "Okay...The crown prince is busy again."

He got up and patted the wizard's robe, and snorted softly, "Leave him alone, let's go eat!"

the other side--

When Allen arrived at the principal's office, he heard Professor McGonagall's trembling voice,

"Oh, Merlin! What have we done—Peter Pettigrew, you are the one who betrayed James and Lily!"

Allen followed her line of sight and saw a fat, short, ragged man huddled in a cage, biting his fingers like a mouse, and timidly looking at everyone present.

He knew it.

——This must be the real face of that mouse.

Pettigrew Peter?

If he remembered correctly, the man who had sworn to protect James Potter and Lily Potter under the betrayal of Sirius had won the Medal of Merlin, Second Class.

Allen raised his eyebrows cryptically, and looked away wearily.

...Oh, another deceitful person.

If this person is really a hero, there is no need to turn into a mouse and hide in hiding. He must have been the real betrayer back then.

The Sirius who was imprisoned for this reason was probably wronged.

Allen raised his eyes, looked at the calm Dumbledore, and asked, "Sir, if Peter was still alive, then..."

Dumbledore raised his hand lightly, seemed extremely exhausted, and said, "Yes, I'm afraid the truth back then was not what we thought it was."

He said calmly, "I've sent Fox to find Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and they will be soon...

"—Oh, here they come!"