Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

On Monday, Durmstrang students stood ready to see what the exchange students had in mind.

They've all heard it.

This exchange student was taken away by the headmaster of Hogwarts!Come back today!

They planned to see if this guy would be more peaceful after being disciplined by the headmaster.

however……

They saw a blond with great pleasure.

How do you judge?

All the students showed embarrassing but polite smiles——

Alan Cornwall cheerfully said hello to the professor in Monday's Dark Arts class... ask, yes, yes!

Who doesn't know that the two of them are in the same boat!

After that, the exchange student lived in peace, wandering back and forth between the classroom, dining room, library, and dormitory every day.

He ignored them and disappeared every weekend.

If there is social interaction, it is to have a few words with that Grindelwald.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen that bastard Floria for a long time.

Maybe people just can't stand talking.

Their thoughts fell, and they saw Grindelwald with a bruised nose and a swollen face in the classroom the next day.

Students: ...

Who dares to provoke this bastard!Which warrior is it!

They watched Floria warily until lunch time, when they saw him lingering in the doorway of the restaurant, rubbing his hands and refusing to enter.

Oh open!

This is big news!

When Allen arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, he saw Floria spilling a bottle of swelling potion with a stinky face, scaring a group of seniors into scatter.

He deftly raised his hand to prop up the barrier, stopping a few drops of splashed potion.

"What's going on here?"

He lifted up his wizard robe and walked to Floria's side, asking, "What's the matter with your face?"

Floria originally wanted to run away, but when she saw him coming, she stopped thinking about it, and said helplessly, "I was beaten by those old guys."

Allen smiled guiltily, "I have some ointment for removing bruises, go to my dormitory after dinner to get them."

He stretched out his hand to erect the noise barrier, pointed at the restaurant, and led him straight in.

"Although it's not polite to ask this now, but..."

Floria faltered, her steps stopped.

He rubbed his hands, looked left and right, and said in surprise, "Ah! There are Munich sausages today! My favorite!"

He turned his head back seriously, patted Allen on the shoulder, and said quickly, "Little guy, eat by yourself, cousin is going to drink beer-bye-bye!"

Allen watched him run away in a hurry, his eyes sank slightly.

……What's the meaning?

Did something happen to the mother in the Grindelwald family?Or did they do something guilty?

He lowered his eyes, twitched his fingers a little anxiously, walked steadily, walked to the long table of the third grade and sat down.

He took a hot dog, but without appetite, he got up and walked out of the hall.

Floria watched Alan leave, ruffling her hair angrily.

He threw the sausage into the plate, quickly took a clean brown paper bag, stuffed the bread and sausage into it as if he had bought goods, and ran out of the hall quickly.

then……

He bumped his head against an invisible soft wall.

Floria kicked violently angrily, and cursed, "What bastard did this shit! How dare you trick me, grandpa, and see if I don't twist you into a sausage!"

At this moment, a hand pressed his shoulder.

He grabbed his wand in shock, and was about to cast a jinx on the opponent——

I saw a certain Muggle crown prince with a cold face.

He froze instantly, sighed resignedly, put away his wand, and lifted the brown paper bag that was about to fall.

Under the threat of this little cousin's eyes, he had no choice but to follow into the other's bedroom.

Allen turned out the ointment with a cold face, and asked calmly, "Cousin, tell me——what did you find?"

He half-lifted his eyelids, his sea blue eyes were extremely deep under the shadow of his eyelashes, with irresistible persecution.

"Tell me, don't worry, no matter what it is, I won't blame you."

Floria frowned at him.

He rubbed his hair and whispered with guilty confusion, "Okay... Alan, I'm sorry because..."

He didn't dare to look into those eyes, and said guiltily, "Maybe my aunt was sent to Nurmengard because of me."

Allen gently raised his eyelids, letting a ray of light fall into his eyes.

His shoulders lightened slightly.

...It turned out that it was not the mother's current whereabouts and situation.

Floria grabbed the leather sofa again and again, angrily and ashamedly saying,

"The group of old men said that my aunt was shocked by my magic power riot, and the silence in her body broke out directly, so they sent her to Nurmengard."

He stuck his neck and buried his head in the palm of his hand, fingers fidgeting at his hair.

"Because of that outbreak, the newly returned antique collection of the Grindelwald family was destroyed... They all think that aunt is a scourge, a useless waste, so..."

He hit his head hard.

"——so they threw the 'liability' of aunt to Nurmengard!"

Allen looked at him calmly, his shoulders seemed to relax, and then seemed to tighten again.

……burden?

...the scourge?

...Useless waste?

The mother he regarded as a treasure, the mother he had thought about and wanted to see for more than ten years, was so unbearable in their eyes.

Allen raised his hand to hold the opponent's shoulder, his masseter muscles tensed silently, and said softly, "Cousin, it's not your fault."

It seemed that he should appease first, but he couldn't wait to ask, "Besides, have you found out the whereabouts of your mother? Is she in the Grindelwald family?"

Floria shook her head slightly.

"I do not know."

He looked up into Alan's eyes, hiding those dirty insults, and said guiltily, "I didn't find even a trace. I asked them, but they didn't tell me."

Allen looked into those light blue eyes and exhaled lightly.

He comforted softly, not knowing who he was comforting.

He said, "It's okay."

He looked into Floria's eyes and reassured, "It's okay, the Christmas holiday is half a month away, I'll just pay a visit in person."

Allen smiled, picked up the ointment and put it in his hand.

"You have done a lot for me, I am very grateful to you, and I want to ask you...to take me to the Grindelwald family."

"What I call their acceptance, I just need to know the whereabouts of my mother."