Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

In the deepest part of Hogwarts, the water traces of the Black Lake faintly seep into the world-famous Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

The flames of the Phoenix suddenly lit up, bringing with it a mist of burning water droplets.

Dumbledore tilted his head and looked at the boy beside him, and asked, "Allen, you don't seem to have a new wand yet?"

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled, turning his half-raised right hand slightly, observing his fingers.

"That's all right, sir. I've learned wandless magic now."

He raised his eyes and said, "Since this is the case, it seems that I don't need the so-called 'new wand'."

Dumbledore looked at him, shrugged slightly for a while, and said, "We only use basic spells..."

Allen shook his head lightly, "Sir, the most basic spells can't inspire combat power... Excuse me, can you please go all out?"

He saw the confusion and tolerance in the old man's eyes.

The other party seems to regard his persistence as a child's farce, or is it an overconfidence in his own talent?

Allen didn't know.

He only saw the old man think for a while, then nodded slightly.

Those blue eyes shimmered.

Dumbledore looked at him helplessly, almost uncertain about his attitude.

Such a very talented child should have been a good seed for building up the wizarding world, but the other side's position was engraved on the Muggle side.

Forget it.

Are you a genius... as long as you don't go astray.

He intends to follow the advice of the other party, and introduces Muggle theory and educational methods to Hogwarts, but just happened to catch up with the investigation of Horcruxes...

Then I saw the indifference on the child.

...exactly the same as Gellert.

Dumbledore drew his wand lightly, sighing silently.

Forget it, let him try the kid's weight first.

……

They faced each other silently, standing at both ends of the bluestone road, and engaged in this duel under the protection of a group of bronze snake sculptures.

Out of respect for the elders, Allen took the initiative to stand on the side of the vault gate and gave up the platform in front of the Salazar statue to Dumbledore.

Fox lightly landed on the head of a snake statue, watching them tilt their heads, and let out a soft cry.

The voice was deep and sweet, with the effect of purifying the soul.

But in the eyes of the two, that was only a beginning signal.

The old and the young made the same move.

One of them raised his wand, the other raised his right hand, gently cast a protective formation around them, and added a protective spell to each of them in unison.

Silent sparks spread between the two.

When it was too late, Allen put his hands behind his back, mobilized his magic power, and condensed the surrounding water into ice spikes, which suddenly came out.

With a slow but quick flick of his wand, the old headmaster lifted the water up a curtain.

The icicles passed through the curtain and turned into broken smoothies one by one.

All the ice thorns condensed with magic power melted away, bringing a gust of magic power to the secret room.

Dumbledore's robes fluttered in the gust of wind.

His hair and beard were blown back, but it could not shake the old man's determination in the slightest.

Allen squinted his eyes delusionally.

——It's like a lion king who is not afraid of the natural wind on the East African grassland.

The old man seemed to be serious.

He swung his wand vigorously, and the water curtain moved forward swiftly, sucking the water sources on both sides along the way to strengthen itself, turning into a roaring lion out of thin air, with a blue streamer of light.

It seemed to devour the boy in front of him.

Allen raised his eyes calmly.

Those sea blue eyes reflected the surging blue.

Endless icy flames surged from his body, turning into a vigorous flying dragon, biting the lions.

Fiendfire, engraved from Grindelwald, appeared in front of the two for the first time.

The blue on both sides hit their sight.

It's almost indistinguishable from friend to foe.

Dumbledore raised his wand and blinked slowly.

——Is that a blue flame?

He glanced sideways at Allen.

He was right, the kid was a second Gellert.

A few blue-winged dragons jumped over the frozen lions from the air, and they were about to rush towards his eyes with roaring icy flames.

Dumbledore raised his wand grimly.

The elder wand faced such blue fire again.

One is born, the second is cooked.

The old wand was swung by the old fingers, forming a huge circle around the old man's head.

Countless scorching red flames rolled and roared forward, devouring all the blue-winged dragons on the bluestone road, and collided with the surging blue flames again.

Fox caught off guard and screamed, flapping his wings violently and flying up.

It circled in the air, and saw that the edges of the tail feathers it had grown with great difficulty were burnt into a circle of black ash.

Even the feathers on his buttocks were burnt to the side.

If it weren't for the two protective formations, the snake sculpture in Salazar's chamber would have been destroyed.

Allen glanced sideways and breathed a sigh of relief.

——It’s okay to hang, otherwise the secret room would burn down a big attraction.Although there is nothing to see in the first place, it all depends on Salazar's fame.

As for Fox...

It flew to Dumbledore angrily, and it was a flame to the blue fire.

Dumbledore gave a wry smile and comforted him, "I'm sorry, Fox...Okay, okay..."

Seeing that Lan Huo was held back by the opponent's double flames, Allen squinted his eyes and gently rolled the floor.

The water on both sides obeyed his will, and condensed into countless "water snakes", which were transparent in color and filled with fierce murderous intent, drilled into the water channels on both sides, and spread to Dumbledore's feet.

They have shown their sharp fangs——

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, ignited a fierce fire, and instantly burned the water snake that came out of its head into a ball of water vapor.

He seemed a little angry, his chest heaving up and down.

The kid...was truly a Slytherin.

Allen seemed to smile.

Against the background of the blue flames around him, there was a faint shadow on his side face.

He finally raised his hand, as if directing a grand movement, and let the blue fire spread, raising several berserk flying dragons.

Dumbledore almost felt a twinge of heartache.

His face was very calm, but his subordinates increased the output of magic power.

The child's magic power is too much.After all, Fierce Flame belongs to black magic, and it has a certain degree of requirements on the user's heart and magic power storage.

Even an Auror, under this level of magic power consumption, has long been powerless.

But Allen didn't even show the slightest effort.

He thought about it, let go of his restraint, and released all his magic power to crush it.

Almost instantly, Allen felt a strain.

His eyes darkened, and he put all his magic power into it.

This time, it's the real——

Go all out.

The red and blue flames were so bright that they almost dried up the surrounding moisture.

Allen opened his hands and raised it suddenly.

The blue-winged wyvern roared forward, biting the Gryffindor lion in the red flames.

At the same time, the "water snakes" he had buried in the water channel grew dragon wings and sharper fangs one after another.

They flew silently behind Dumbledore, rushed forward suddenly, and opened their fangs.

... and was half-burned by Fox.

This brief interlude was seen by Dumbledore.

The old man's face was calmer.

Yes... He could feel that this kid would do anything to achieve his goal.

He waved the flames to resist the endless water snakes.

During the interval between casting the spell, the old man directly led down part of the water in the black lake, wrapping the young man in the center of the blue fire.

icy lake water...

The cold flames...

There was a burst of icy white steam from the burning.

Allen stepped back suddenly, dodging the ball of suffocating water polo.

The two stopped at the same time.

The huge magic power field was withdrawn at the same time, leaving only a gust of magic power fluctuations.

Allen raised his hand and combed the blond hair behind his ears that faintly covered his eyes.