Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

After that, Floria started the stalking mode.

He tried to get Alan's blood, and went back to compare the family blood.

...It can only be said that he is worthy of being the well-known madman of Durmstrang.

In order to get the blood, he did all kinds of behaviors that humans can't understand.

Including but not limited to cutting Alan's hand with a dining knife, cutting Alan's hair with a cutting spell, and even sneaking into Alan's bedroom to check the bathroom...

Of course, he failed to succeed, and was thrown by Allen three or five times a day.

This has almost become a hot topic in Durmstrang.

The students in the seventh grade all inquired about them with relish, wanting to see which of the two nails would kill the other first.

As for Krum...

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Allen.

——He thinks that Allen's use of the Cruciatus Curse to kill spiders in an entire classroom is extremely evil, almost comparable to Grindelwald's bombing of the school.

However, due to Karkaroff's instructions, he still believes that he has part of the responsibility to protect Alan.

Especially under the prying eyes of Grindelwald.

Out of this consideration, he warned Floria, and that night, he knocked on Allen's door.

Allen got a headache when he heard the knock on the door.

In the past few days, he has been harassed by Floria so much that he is now extra cautious.

He first sensed the magic group outside and made sure it wasn't Floria, so he got up and opened the door.

Seeing the person coming, Allen bent his eyes and pointed out,

"Mr. Krum? What a rarity!"

Krum lowered his head in shame, and apologized, "Sorry, I haven't provided you with any help in the past half month..."

Allen turned sideways and asked him to come in and talk.

Krum rubbed his hands, and before Alan had finished making tea, he couldn't wait to say, "Alan, you have been very close to Floria Grindelwald recently."

Allen snorted noncommittally.

"You have to understand, Alan."

Krum looked at him with some concern, "The whole Durmstrang knows that Grindelwald is an asshole!"

Allen gently raised his eyelids.

He stopped pouring tea, put the teapot on the table indifferently, and said with a corner of his mouth, "Listen carefully."

Krum frowned at him and stood up in disbelief.

"Don't you know how much disaster Gellert Grindelwald's riots brought to Europe? How many people died in it!"

Allen twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently, and retorted,

"That was done by Gellert Grindelwald alone, and it seems to have nothing to do with the Grindelwald family."

Krum stared at him, got up and paced back and forth, barely finding the right words.

He said hard,

"Don't you believe that Grindelwald's riots didn't have any support from the family?"

Allen picked up the teacup and dropped it heavily.

When the precious bone china cup collided with the plate, it shattered into pieces in an instant, and flew everywhere, scratching many holes in the leather sofa.

He said coldly, "Then do you have evidence that the Grindelwald family participated in the riot?

Allen smiled coldly, and squinted at Krum.

He sat motionless on the sofa, but his eyes seemed to be contemptuous of the other party.

"I remind you, Mr Kroom -

"Even the Magic Federation only punished Grindelwald alone, but when it comes to you, it is the crime of the whole family!"

Krum's chest heaved heavily.

He clenched his fists and stared at Allen fiercely, unable to even utter a word.

The big man turned and left angrily. When he slammed the door open, he caught off guard and looked at Floria who was holding a syringe outside the door.

Floria raised her eyebrows, quickly sized him up, rolled her eyes disinterestedly, and shouted inside,

"Good evening, little one!"

He ignored Krum in front of him, swaggered in, and kicked the door hard.

Allen sighed long.

...Why is it him again!

He now has a headache seeing this person.

He couldn't bear it anymore, stared at the needle in the opponent's hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you Grindelwald have a brother or sister in Durmstrang?"

——Take care of you bastard!

Floria smiled and said bastardly,

"I'm the youngest in my family and they all graduated!"

"Little guy, according to me, we don't need to fight like this. You give me the blood, and I won't bother you today. How about it?"

Allen sneered, the silhouette at the end of his eyes dimmed.

He looked at the rascal opposite and reminded,

"In the magic world, there are too many magics that can be cast through blood. How can I guarantee that what will you do with my blood?"

Floria swept the broken porcelain on the opposite sofa, and sat down carelessly.

He sighed, threw the needle tube into the mess on the table, shrugged and said, "It's up to you——

"Speaking of which, I have checked a lot about you these days, so I even wronged myself to go to the Muggle world."

Allen's face gradually turned cold.

But Floria didn't seem to see it, and smiled smugly.

"You were raised by your father from an early age, and your mother's surname is unknown, her identity is unknown, her origin is unknown...

"If your mother had been an ordinary Muggle, it wouldn't have gone to such trouble."

He observed Allen's expression, exaggeratedly admired, and clapped his hands.

"—looks like I'm right?"

Floria affirmed, "Your mother is a wizard."

He looked at the eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to the devil's cousin, raised his chin, and asked, "Child, what's your mother's name?"

Allen threw a piece of broken porcelain straight over.

He said coldly, "Do you want to die?"

Floria flashed the tiles, pursed her lips, "I don't want to, but..."

"enough."

Allen said coldly, "The Grindelwald family is a thousand-year-old family anyway, at least there are some rules in the family-don't tell me, you don't know how many children there are in your family."

Floria looked at him for a while, then nodded slightly.

"You're right... I wrote back and asked, and it's true."

He stared closely at Allen's eyebrows and eyes, lowered his eyes and took out a gold photo pendant, and opened the hidden buckle in it to reveal the photo in it.

In the picture, a cautious girl clasped her hands cautiously and showed a shallow smile.

He looked at the photo with some nostalgia, and said softly,

"However, I had an aunt who was sent to Nurmengard when I was a child.

"She was timid and had low magic power, so she was not taken seriously, but she was very good to me. I still remember that when I was a baby who couldn't talk, my parents didn't care about me, and she always took care of me."

Floria sighed softly, fondling the photo.

"Actually, in my heart, she is my mother."

"But Nurmengard is almost a forbidden place, especially for Grindelwald. After that, I hardly saw her, and of course I don't know where she went."

Floria raised her eyes and compared the eyebrows and eyes of Allen and the person in the photo back and forth, her eyes filled with determination.

"so……

"Alan, your mother...is her name Alexia?"