Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

What is it like to have a very talented, smart and worry-free junior?

Salazar lay in the pocket of Alan's robe that had cast a space spell, feeling that he had a great say.

The space curse, also known as the traceless stretching curse, can open up a huge space in a small area.This spell is not difficult, but the theory is difficult, few people can understand the logic of the spell.

however……

In just half an hour, Allen successfully opened up a small space.

At first, it was only the size of a fist.But soon, that space rapidly expanded like a balloon, expanding to the size of a hat, and then to the size of a chair...

Within an hour, Allen was able to skillfully open up a one-square-meter space.

This descendant has a strong theoretical talent!

thought Salazar.

The child directly understood the essence of space, and made a summary of the space mantra - "folding and opening up the space energy field".

...Muggle wisdom, indeed amazing.

thought Salazar.

Or, rather, a threat from Muggles.

Isn't it because he realized the threat of Muggles that he firmly advocated pure blood a thousand years ago?

Having said that, even in the war-torn era thousands of years ago, for the order of the wizards, this spell was strictly controlled.

As the crown prince, Allen has followed such and such rules from the day he was born, including both the law and the royal family rules.

Therefore, he has long understood the importance of knowing the rules.

In the large batch of books he bought in Diagon Alley, he also specifically confirmed that he had purchased various regulations from various departments of the Ministry of Magic.

The Untraceable Stretching Charm is strictly restricted and cannot be used for personal use, and can only be used for the production of approved individual items (such as the six school suitcases that Allen bought).

Obviously, Allen knew it all.

But he doesn't care.

Who can prove that he used it illegally?

The Slytherins are wise to protect themselves, even if they find out, they will only keep silent because of his strength.

The wizarding world is nothing like the Muggle world.

In the ordinary world, even if there are privileged classes, they are shrouded in the flowers of equality for everyone, constrained by law and morality, or grow silently in dark places.

But in the wizarding world, only increasing strength is the last word.

Grindelwald, who is so powerful in Europe, and Voldemort, who has cast the shadow of death over the British wizarding world for half a century, and Dumbledore who is now guarding Hogwarts...

Isn't it all proof of the theory?

Allen had to admit, he was tempted.

I don't want to be arranged by politicians, and I don't want to clearly fulfill the rights of the king, but I can only sign every fool's appointment letter, and let them make the country a mess!

Allen stared at the ghost professor with a flat voice, his lowered eyes covering the expression in his pupils.

Take it easy!

Do not rush!

He stroked the pen and continued to make course notes.

Different from the notes in other courses that only you can understand and only a few words, the notes in this course are neat, the key and difficult test points are carefully marked, and there are even annotations.

——There is no way, the little wizards don't like this class, he has to think about the children's finals.

Salazar did not expect that this was Professor Binns back then. When Rowena invited Binns, he also attended a few classes.

This Professor Binns has great research and enthusiasm for teaching,

His explanations are vivid and interesting, and his research is solid and rich. He can even simulate the scenes of the year and bring students into that era.

A thousand years have passed, and Binns has also become a ghost...

Salazar had just been caught up in the memories, feeling a little sad, when he was so angry that he broke his defenses in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Who can tell him why there is such a parallel import in Hogwarts!

This was thrown into the Slytherin cellar by him thousands of years ago and locked up!

Allen rolled up his wand silently, and silently added a refreshing spell to his side, isolating the deadly smell of garlic and decay.

He listened expressionlessly to Professor Quirrell's stuttering from his textbooks, and deeply missed his gentle, to the point special teachers.

Let alone another little wizard,

Even he didn't know what notes to take in this professor's class.

So he had to mark the chapters that Quirrell had read.

Quirrell stammered and read the textbook on the stage, seeing all the little wizards lowered their eyes tiredly, their cowardly eyes suddenly sharpened for a moment, and glanced at the shining blond hair.

Even in the gloomy classroom, the blond hair did not dim in the slightest.

The big man at the back of his head hissed, and the voice came directly into his head,

[Fresh spells... silent spells... what a rare talent...]

[I'd like to see how Dumbledore treats the Muggle crown prince...]

Quirrell didn't understand the Dark Lord's strange focus on the Muggle crown prince, even if the crown prince was talented, but Harry Potter was the Dark Lord's nemesis after all.

[What do you know! ] The voice became sharp, which made him have a splitting headache, so the voice of reading textbooks became even more stuttering.

This change just made the little wizards more impatient and waited for the end of get out of class even more impatiently.

Allen looked up strangely, seeing that Quirrell's face was pale and seemed to be enduring great pain, he raised his hand and said,

"Professor, are you unwell? Would you like to go to the medical wing?"

Quirrell was taken aback for a moment, and stammered, "Oh, oh... Corn, Mr. Cornwall... I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted "enthusiastically" by the lion cubs, "Yes, professor! Go to the medical wing quickly! Go quickly!"

He was pushed out of the classroom by the children in a daze, and then watched the Gryffindors cheer and pack their schoolbags, and ran out the door one by one beside him.

— including that Harry Potter.

The platinum-haired Malfoy also strode out, not forgetting to turn his head to greet the leisurely Crown Prince.

Allen walked leisurely to the door and asked with concern, "Professor? Do you need me to take you to the medical wing?"

Quirrell stammered and shook his head, "No..."

Alan Shi nodded, and was about to go around him to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

Quirrell looked at him in horror, and stammered, "y, yes..."

Alan:  …

Salazar who thought he was relieved in his pocket: ...