Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

This unpredictable method frightened the two old men.

They finally began to carefully assess Allen's threat.

Gruss—the so-called grandpa—held down his crutch with slightly trembling hands, and asked, "What the hell are you trying to do!"

Allen snapped, "I just want to take my mother back!"

He stood up, the corners of his black coat drooping down.

He slowed down, pulled out a gentle smile, and repeated almost impatiently,

"My father, Your Majesty Edward, knowingly allowed someone to erase his memory."

"My mother, Queen Alexia, is said to have died of dystocia."

"What I want to know is—whether the Grindelwald family took my mother away and imprisoned her!"

Those sea blue eyes became confused.

Allen couldn't see what he looked like.

If he was a bystander, he would see a restrained cruelty, twisted stubbornness...

But the eye circles are red, with a crazy boy.

He said stubbornly, "Two, is my mother here?"

Lucas was shocked and angry, and cursed in anger.

"You can't understand human language! I told you, your useless mother doesn't deserve my concern at all! Who knows what she did in Nurmengard, and who cares if she left that broken prison!"

He pointed to Alan's nose tremblingly, and then pointed to the door.

"Get out now! There is no one you want here!"

Gruss was so angry that he slapped Lucas on the back knee with his cane, "Shut up!"

He looked at Alan again, suppressing his temper awkwardly, "Boy, you heard clearly—there is no Alexia here! Please leave!!!"

Allen suddenly calmed down.

He unconsciously pressed to his left pocket - a blue rose diamond brooch was placed in the space there.

He asked softly, "Then where is she?"

Lucas showed a malicious smile, and said unhappily, "I died when I gave birth to you, don't you know!"

Allen murmured softly, "Did you die when you gave birth to me?"

He raised his hand to press his chest, trembling slightly, half arched his body.

He smiled lowly, as if talking to himself.

"Impossible, she's a wizard..."

Lucas snapped, "Wizards never die in childbirth!"

He sneered and said, "Brother, listen to the ridiculous remarks of Mudbloods! It really is mixed with low blood - Muggles and Squibs, aha!"

Gross snapped, "Shut up!"

Allen raised his hand to press his forehead, he felt dizzy and his heart constricted, making him sick.

He said softly, "Shut up."

"—Don't insult Your Majesty!"

Seeing his weakness, Lucas became more courageous.

Regardless of his elder brother's obstruction, he said maliciously, "Insult? This is not an insult, little Mudblood! Your dirty, lowly Muggle father..."

His voice suddenly disappeared.

Allen held a long sword, half arched his body, half lowered his head, but stabbed the long sword firmly into his chest.

The dark red blood slowly stayed with the silver blade, and dripped down the unopened double blades.

Let that pampered white right hand be stained with blood.

In the midday sun swaying down...

Like blood-splattered white jade.

Gross nearly lost his voice.

He looked at his younger brother with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth in shock and pain. Seeing this silly younger brother staring at him blankly, he suddenly tilted his head back and died easily.

That hand drew the long sword.

Warm blood sprayed his face, and a few drops splashed into his eyes, making him unable to close his eyes, and heard the loud sound of Lucas falling to the ground.

The crutch in his hand fell to the ground like that, making a dull sound.

He heard Alan ask,

"Excuse me, where is my mother?"

Gruss trembled and opened his eyes. He didn't even dare to look at the third brother on the ground, but looked at the boy standing next to him in disbelief.

Only then did he notice——

It turned out to be a sword without a tip!

It's an unedged sword!

The sword is exquisite and beautiful, it looks... like a ceremonial sword!

How much strength did it take to pierce a person's chest with such a sword?

Gruss hardly dared to think.

Now he finally understands that this mudblood is here to provoke trouble today!

With trembling hands, he quickly pressed the family crest ring on his left hand, and finally calmed down, and said in a calm voice,

"She's not here."

"Where is she then?"

Allen smiled with the corners of his mouth open, with calm desperation, just like that absurd smile.

he repeated,

"Where is she then?"

Gruss was almost hysterical, and his old voice had a breathless sound.

"—I don't know! She's not here! Look elsewhere!"

Allen lowered his long sword calmly.

He raised his left hand, lifted the opponent's neck directly, stared at the opponent's eyes, and launched a more efficient soul search.

... the realm of black magic.

Once used, it will destroy the soul of the opponent, ranging from amnesia to dementia.

But Allen doesn't care about this anymore.

He quickly searched the other person's memory, flipping through the pages like a book, completely oblivious to the fact that the person's eyes were turned white and he was almost in a coma.

He looked through the memory of the other party for decades, but he didn't see half of his mother.

Those sea blue eyes filled with panic.

He let go of his hand in a daze, and let the other party fall to the ground with a loud noise.

……No.

……nothing.

...Where is the mother?Who else would know where she was going?

At this moment, there was a sound of chaotic and orderly footsteps outside the door, and the sound came towards the study with a "dongdong".

Allen heard it.

He closed his eyes uninterestedly, gently holding the bleeding Katina with his right hand.

Until the study door was kicked open.

A group of children of the Grindelwald family, holding wands, looked at the study vigilantly, but they were so horrified by the sight that they lost their voices.

Grandpa?

Third grandfather?

... Is that the little uncle hanging in the air?

They raised their wands in fear, but they dared not move.

A more courageous one asked tremblingly, "Who are you!"

Allen opened his eyes calmly.

Those sea blue eyes were deep and deep, without any light in sight.

He turned around, looked at the young people who were waiting in full force, and asked, "Everyone, is there a lady named Alexia here?"