Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

In the principal's room, the flames of the phoenix burned out before everyone's eyes, revealing the anxious Weasleys.

They greeted guiltily.

"Oh, Dumbledore... I want to know that this mouse is Peter Pettigrew, I won't say anything..."

Dumbledore raised his hand reassuringly, and said softly, "Arthur, Molly! I know."

Mrs. Molly felt relieved. She looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was imprisoned aside, and turned her head away in disgust.

She quickly found Ron, rushed over to hug her son, and comforted her, "Oh, my poor little Ronnie, it's okay, it's okay..."

Mr. Weasley nodded hurriedly to the crowd, and strode over to accompany the mother and son.

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore and whispered, "Albus..."

Dumbledore raised his hand slightly, and said softly, "I know, Minerva—I've already contacted the Ministry of Magic."

Allen considerately left room for the Weasleys, turned into an armchair on one side of the cage, sat comfortably in the chair, and warmed his hands with a cup of black tea.

By the way, watch over a certain mouse.

Peter seemed to regard him as the last straw.

——I also know that all the adults here will not let him go easily.

He flinched and crouched on the ground, trying to reach Alan's trousers, and begged, "Your Highness...His Royal Highness..."

Allen said calmly, "Shut up."

He retracted his legs and averted his gaze casually, as if it was just a pest that was not worth paying attention to.

Biting his fingers, Peter whimpered, "I beg you...they'll send me to Azkaban! That's no place for people, I—"

Allen frowned impatiently, leaned back in the armchair, poured the black tea to the side, and said indifferently,

"To shut up."

He looked down coldly and said in disgust, "Mr. Mouse, you betrayed your friends and sold them to Voldemort, eh?

"Because of fear? Or for power, status, money?"

Allen said disgustedly,

"Maybe you don't know—what I hate the most is betrayal. As Harry's brother, I have the responsibility to avenge his blood."

Peter slowly wiped the scalding hot tea off his face, and made a slight inhalation sound.

He knew that he had no chance.

He hugged his head remorsefully, and let out a low howl in a wince.

Alan's sideways eyes met the blue eyes of the old man.

Dumbledore couldn't tell how he felt.

It seemed that he was at ease because of Alan's responsibility to Harry, and he seemed worried because of the indifference shown by the child just now.

He frowned, then relaxed after a while, and smiled encouragingly at Allen.

Professor McGonagall looked at Alan in horror.

She always has an illusion——

If it wasn't for their professors and elders, just now, Alan might not have poured a cup of hot tea, but stepped on it...

She tried her best to suppress such outrageous thoughts, and simply strode to Mrs. Molly.

Under the comfort of his mother, Ron quickly recovered.

Professor McGonagall patted Mrs. Weasley on the arm, and said to Ron, "Okay... Weasley, you can go out now, and go to lunch!"

Mr. Weasley patted his son on the shoulder reassuringly.

Yes, next is the topic of grown-ups.

Allen sat motionless in the armchair, pretending not to see Dumbledore's gesture.

The old headmaster had no choice but to allow him to attend.

It was Mr. and Mrs. Weasley who spoke first - they were not Ron who knew nothing.

Mr. Weasley said eagerly, "Albus... I remember that the secret keeper was Sirius!"

Dumbledore folded his palms together and said softly, "Yes, Arthur...I'm afraid the truth is not what we thought it would be."

Allen answered, "—the secret keeper should have been secretly replaced."

Tapping the nearby cage with his teacup, he said, "Gentlemen and ladies—here's a ready suspect."

Dumbledore looked at him worriedly, and reminded, "Alan, only the Ministry of Magic has the power of arrest and interrogation."

Allen smiled, noncommittal.

Professor McGonagall coughed heavily, and pushed Mrs. Molly forward, allowing the gentler mother to negotiate.

Molly rubbed her fingers, hugged Alan gently, and said, "Good boy—I think this is a problem that adults should face, and it's time for you to eat..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the door of the principal's office was kicked open.

Snape's face was as dark as ink, he gritted his teeth and strode in.

The flowing black cloak was flung off indecently, which fully showed the master's terrible mood.

After he came in, he scanned the audience and quickly located Peter Pettigrew who was locked in a cage.

Snape's face twisted for a moment, and the whole person became furious.

He ignored Mrs. Molly, took Allen and threw her aside, and kicked the armchair aside.

Allen was caught off guard by the throw, and the teacup fell straight to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

He looked at the enraged Snape, and removed the Silencing Charm viciously.

Snape was on the verge of madness at this moment, he drew out his wand and pointed it at the man in the cage, almost poking it into Peter's eye,

"Ha! Ha! Peter Pettigrew? You shameless traitor! Dirty bug!"

Peter Pettigrew flinched in horror, "Oh, oh, Severus, my old friend, I didn't betray Lily and James, I..."

Snape was so furious that he couldn't even spit out the venom, his lips twitched, and Allen was surprised to find that it was the Cruciatus Curse.

He didn't cast the Unforgivable Curse, though, because Dumbledore raised his wand.

Under the deterrence of the old headmaster's magical power, no one raised any objections.

Dumbledore said wearily, "Severus, the most important thing right now is to reveal the truth to the world - Sirius has been wronged in Azkaban for 11 full years."

Snape's chest heaved, and his face became even uglier.

Except for Allen, who didn't know it, the other four understood very well - the relationship between Snape and Sirius was really not harmonious back then!

Snape's black eyes gleamed with anger.

Everyone here knows his roots, he doesn't need Occlumency, and he doesn't want to use Occlumency.

If possible, he hoped to give the stinky mouse in the cage a hundred Cruciatus Curses directly, and then an Avada would send the dead mouse to see Merlin!

He snarled at Dumbledore, "What does that stupid dog have to do with me! I wish he could stay in Azkaban forever!"

Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "Severus, Allen is still here!"

The other three also looked at him with some disapproval.

Allen was still arranging his clothes that were messed up by Snape, and he raised his head in confusion upon hearing this.

Under the stare of the old bat, he smiled, and said gently, "Don't worry about me, you can do whatever you want."

Snape turned to stare at Dumbledore again.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I have long known your partiality, Dumbledore. First for that stupid werewolf, and then for that disgusting mad dog!"

Under everyone's gaze, the most annoying old bat in Hogwarts kicked the door and left.