Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

When the professors of Durmstrang discovered something strange on the fourth floor of the library, their worries finally reached their peak.

This matter was reported to Karkaroff as a matter of course.

then……

Allen saw Dumbledore again in the headmaster's office on the third week of arriving at Durmstrang.

The old headmaster looked at him, hesitant to speak repeatedly.

Dumbledore looked like he didn't know what to say.

He sighed, "Alan, I heard about your 'great achievements', why did you block the fourth floor of the library?"

Allen sneered, "You have to ask them."

Dumbledore looked at Karkaroff, and the ex-Death Eater who was suddenly cue shook his head in embarrassment.

...Well, I don't know anything about this.

He looked at Allen and asked patiently, "Can you tell me the reason?"

With a cold face and sea blue eyes filled with grievance, Allen complained, "Sir, I want to apply for a teacher's approval note to borrow some books from the library on the fourth floor, but none of the teachers agree."

Dumbledore's white eyebrows twitched.

He showed even more patience when talking to Aberforth, and tried to calmly say,

"Why don't they agree?"

Allen sneered heavily, "Because they thought I would learn those dangerous black arts and become cruel, ruthless and murderous—just like you thought at the beginning."

The old principal's beard trembled, and he apologized, "Okay, I apologize for that... But maybe, you should at least communicate with the teachers..."

He encouraged,

"I believe in you, Alan. You can do it, can't you?"

Allen said decisively, "I can't."

Dumbledore kept his mouth shut.

He finally understood Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's headache when it came to their children's education.They used to chatter in front of him, and now he finally understands.

...Adolescent children!

He sighed inwardly, tried to calm down, and asked kindly,

"Then why are they worried about you being cruel and cruel?"

Allen said coldly, "Because I used the Cruciatus Curse to kill the spiders in the entire classroom in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Dumbledore:  …

His right hand trembled slightly, almost turning himself into a second Aberforth.

He looked at Allen with a headache, unable to maintain his superficial calm, and asked with a toothache,

"Why are you……?"

Allen cut off his words, staring at him tightly with his eyes, and was as angry as cold stars.

"Because they used Voldemort to insinuate me and satirize me, thinking that my Muggle blood is dirty, and there is no respect from beginning to end!"

He took a deep breath and asked,

"Perhaps you understand that I have never been insulted like this since I was a child!"

Dumbledore really didn't know what to say this time.

He glanced at Karkaroff, and there was some coldness in his eyes.

... Yes, under his teaching, Alan is still a gentle and well-behaved child, although there are some signs of turning bad.

But in the hands of Karkaroff...

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, pondered over countermeasures, changed the subject and said,

"Oh, by the way—Alan, did you make any friends in Durmstrang?"

Allen tilted his head in confusion.

He shook his head slightly, "No, maybe there was a possibility, but since the spider incident, they are afraid of me, and even say that I am extremely evil, just like the second Grindelwald."

Dumbledore sighed.

There were tears in his eyes, as if he understood how that man had been treated in Durmstrang.

He whispered, "I'm so sorry, Alan."

He got up and said, "Ah, Karkaroff, would you mind letting me talk to Allen alone?"

Karkaroff showed his big yellow teeth and said, "Please."

When the guy who was in the way left, Dumbledore sat on the steps, patted the seat next to him, and took care of Alan's cleanliness. He even cleaned it up a few times.

Allen was silent for a moment, and finally walked over and sat down.

The two sat there quietly.

The young are cold as ice, and the old are sad.

Those who didn't know, thought they were the poor grandchildren who were bullied by their enemies and unable to fight back.

Dumbledore sighed and asked,

"I heard one more thing... you got on well with a seventh grader named Floria Grindelwald?"

He turned his eyes to look at the dazzling blond hair, and then moved his eyes slightly down to look at those deep sea blue eyes.

"Is he your friend?"

Allen paused, shaking his head uncertainly.

Ever since he stepped into this room, the spikes all over his body had been erected, but at this moment, he was shaking a little, and slowly retracted a little.

He said softly, "Sir, I know my mother's name."

Dumbledore squeezed his hand and patted it reassuringly.

Allen lowered his eyes and said, "Her name is Alexia."

The old headmaster said softly, "Very nice name."

Dumbledore felt that he shouldn't be so harsh. Here, Allen was rejected by everyone because of his blood.

Yes, people always have too much prejudice.

This can't be blamed on Allen's awkwardness, at worst, he will communicate with His Majesty Edward a few more times.

...Or, there was something wrong with his own education method, which made the child cold.

Yet he soon becomes unable to console himself...or reflect on himself.

Because Alan finished the next sentence calmly.

"Floria said she was his aunt."

Dumbledore:  …

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