Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

After the Potions class, the first-year lion cubs and snake cubs walked to the medical wing together in twos and threes.

Draco didn't want to go to the cafeteria to show his bruised nose, and Alan didn't have any appetite, so the two went back to the lounge together.

"Alan, why don't you dare touch the slug?" Draco wondered.

Allen smiled lightly, his pale face actually had a different kind of tenderness,

"Maybe that's the downside of little Muggle-born wizards. Well, Draco, don't you really think that these potion ingredients are kind of...disgusting?"

Draco didn't understand, "Why do you think those slugs are disgusting? They didn't let you eat them!"

Alan paused, suddenly remembering that the potion given by Madam Pomfrey was still in his satchel.

He wasn't sure if there were any weird ingredients in these potions...

The waist and legs that were in contact with the satchel burned, and he felt uncomfortable, with a stiff face and gritted his teeth, "Thank you for reminding me."

As soon as the two of them returned to the door of the lounge, they saw a snowy owl and a golden eagle flying over, landing on their shoulders respectively, bringing letters and newspapers.

Alan took off the envelope, and Rentita stood on his shoulder, rubbing against his neck clingily.

The snowy owl looked at the majestic golden eagle curiously, yelled at it, was frightened back by the golden eagle flapping its wings, and buried its head tightly in Alan's neck.

Draco smiled wickedly, picking the golden eagle's chin.

The two sat in front of the sofa, each fed some food to their pets, wiped their hands and opened the letter paper.

Allen opened the seal and took out the letter paper with the royal emblem on it. The letter was written in a familiar ornate font, with only a few sentences,

"I see, take care of yourself. - Your father Edward, Sept. 9 at 1:23 Books."

Seeing the time clearly, Allen looked at his round and lovely snowy owl, "Tita, my father replied to the letter last night, why did you write it to me now?"

Tita tilted her head and let out a loud cry.

Allen nodded her head, "The letter from my father will be given to me early in the morning, you know?"

Tita looked at him with wide eyes, seeming to understand, and squinting her eyes as if laughing.

Draco was funny, this guy was so stable, yet he was still so childish.

He tapped the table with his wand, and two dinners appeared on it, "Eat something first, you have to go to the dean's office later!"

Allen shook his head, put aside the piles of rolled newspapers, and stood up, "No, I have to go to the medical wing."

"What are you doing there? You don't have a wound." Draco was puzzled, and then closed his mouth with an ugly face.

Allen laughed, straightened his robe, and replied, "Condolences to my people!"

Draco was speechless for a while, and said slowly, "You are such a saint!"

Allen was noncommittal.

Draco is still too young, if he is a mature politician, he will know how hard it is to win people's hearts like this!

The school hospital at this meeting is full of the smell of disinfectant water, and more than half of the young wizards have been smeared with the potion, and they are sitting on the hospital bed obediently.

Allen arrived at the right time, Madam Pomfrey didn't have time to talk to him, so he walked into the medical wing openly, looking at the little wizards with his head slightly sideways.

The little snakes were very silent. After they were fixed by Allen, they kept silent to Allen very Slytherin-until the seniors accepted the Muggle crown prince.

At that time, everyone will be in harmony, and the Muggle crown prince who is also a Slytherin will not care about today's cold treatment.

Compared with them, Gryffindors are much more expressive.

Seeing Allen, some pure-blood and half-blood lion cubs poked their Muggle friends around them, and whispered, "... Isn't that your Muggle Crown Prince?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other head-on—Hermione lost her temper because they provoked a dispute and deducted fifty points from Gryffindor, and she didn't want to talk to them anymore—turned her head sharply and felt guilty Nane said, "...Your Highness!"

Allen nodded slightly and walked towards them, "Harry, are you feeling better?"

Harry blushed, aggrieved and happy, but also angry and jealous of Alan and Malfoy getting along.

Hermione paused and looked at Allen aggrievedly.

The cubs turned their heads slowly, and couldn't hold back the moment they saw Allen, as if they saw their parents after being bullied.

"Your Highness..."

The little lions sobbed together.

Until Harry hugged Allen with his mouth puckered, and complained with a bitter face, "... Malfoy's beating really hurt! Your Highness, I don't know if you're not here, Snape is targeting me!"

Allen patted his head lightly, "... Thank you for your hard work. I heard that you answered all the questions he asked you?"

Harry blushed again, but this time he was shy and proud. He nodded and tried to imitate Alan and said calmly, "Of course! I have carefully previewed it under your inspection!"

The lion cubs didn't react, they just stared dumbfounded at Harry being hugged by Allen.

Allen looked at the poor little lions, patted Harry on the back, and motioned him to get up, "Let's meet at the weekend and share your life?"

Harry also knew that Alan was not only here for him, so he let go of Alan with some disappointment, cheered up again, and graciously stepped aside.

——Let you all experience His Highness's care!He and His Highness have an appointment this weekend!

A brave little lion came to his senses, and with the tears still on his face, he threw himself into Alan's arms with a whimper, and all five or six hemp-bred lion cubs ran over quickly and surrounded Alan .

They didn't speak, just hugged Alan's arm, or tugged at the corner of Alan's clothes.

Hermione was reserved and didn't go through it, and stamped her feet regretfully seeing the situation.

Allen could barely move, and there was a slight smell of disinfectant and medicine. He comforted, "Does it hurt so much?"

The lion cubs whimpered and nodded.

Allen laughed, "Let go of me first, I'll take a look at your injuries."

The lion cubs reluctantly let him go—opportunities and excuses to hug the crown prince do not come every day—then obediently lined up.

Allen checked them one by one and breathed a sigh of relief, "The wounds are not very serious, they are mostly bruises—Mr. Green's is a bit serious, and Miss Granger's is the lightest. You must obediently listen to Madam Pomfrey and apply the medicine. do you know?"

Hermione blushed and nodded, but the other lion cubs were not so obedient.

They pursed their lips and complained, "But those potions smell so bad!"

Allen thought for a while, "Then I will write to my father and ask him to mail some ointment and distribute it to you, okay?"

The eyes of the little lions lit up, and they cheered instantly, as if the pain was nothing.

The other little lions looked enviously, and even the little snakes were a little envious.

——The crown prince really cares about his people.

Madam Pomfrey poked her head out and stared at Alan with a serious face, "Wait out, everyone! Don't make any noise!"

The lion cubs shut their mouths quickly, and Hermione gave the boys a hard look.

But Alan had already been discovered, and they could only watch Alan bid farewell to Madam Pomfrey without tears.

Allen looked back at them, and said with a smile, "I will give you the ointment before noon tomorrow, and you must apply the ointment seriously!"

Madam Pomfrey strode over, as if she was going to grab Alan by the collar and throw him out.

Allen looked up at her unhurriedly, showing a perfect smile, "Madam, do you want to know more about Muggle wound ointment?"

Madam Pomfrey looked at him with some distrust, but stopped moving.

"I made an appointment with these children to give them. If you need it, I can ask my father for a batch and give it to the medical wing."

"... Muggle ointment?" Madam Pomfrey muttered in a low voice, hesitatingly said, "Can you bring some, let me compare it with the potion."

"Okay, ma'am!" Alan replied obediently, "Then, I won't bother you!"

Thanks to Muggle ointment, their crown prince was able to walk out of the hospital wing in peace - Madam Pomfrey is the hidden queen of Hogwarts!