Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Jack Brown couldn't believe it.

He looked at the alchemy manuscript in his hand, then raised his head to look at the crown, and asked cautiously,

"who are you?"

He paused and stuttered and asked, "Um, what are you?"

"I am the crown."

Said the unknown entity, "I am the diadem of Ravenclaw. Child, the greatest wealth of human beings is wisdom."

it commanded,

"Take me down, and I will send you endless wisdom."

Did Jack Brown take it?

This question seems a bit redundant.

——Who can resist the temptation of endless wisdom?Who can resist the diadem handed down by Ravenclaw?

Trembling in his heart, he casually put the alchemy manuscript aside and picked up a chair covered in dust.

He stands on top of endless dust.

I thought I had seen a bright future.

Little did Jack Brown doubt the diadem, he hid it in his bosom and took it back to his bedroom.

After that, under the guidance of Guan Guan, he started alchemy, discussed the ratio of potion ingredients, and wrote penetrating papers.

Even Professor Flitwick praised his progress in dueling many times.

He was exalted by everyone.

That must be Ravenclaw's diadem, Jack thought!It was sent by the beautiful lady Ravenclaw to save him!

It appeared beside me, does it mean...

Rowena Ravenclaw chose him to be her heir.

Once the thought came up, Jack couldn't ignore him.

Heir of Ravenclaw!

What a glorious title!

That is a symbol of wisdom!

No matter which idiot refused Rowena Ravenclaw, he, Jack Brown, would never refuse!

At that time, the little eagle, who was immersed in joy, hadn't realized that his soul had been occupied a little bit.

Those clear brown eyes were now covered with an inconspicuous gray cloud.

As time went on, he became more arrogant and more irritable.

He resists anyone's criticism and rejects anyone's suggestions. He believes that he, who has been guided by the crown for so long, has become the second god of wisdom!

And these mortals are not qualified to tell him what to do.

When he reacted, he realized that his soul had already been devoured and was riddled with holes.

Of course, this is a story.

At this moment, the most concerned about Hogwarts is still the Triwizard Tournament.

Krum works out every day by the Black Lake.

He couldn't help but look at Hermione sitting on the Hogwarts bench frequently. The girl was still holding a book, but she would glance over occasionally, with a faint smile on the corners of her brows and eyes.

At this time, he would unconsciously puff up his chest, showing off his muscles.

Friends laughed at him—

[Muscle victor is in love!Oh, look at the way he looks, I bet his brain has become a complete love sausage! ]

[Don't say that—

[He's a stupid Munich sausage all over! ]

Krum never contradicts.

This is by no means out of the obscenities in his nature, but out of his deep and joyful heart.

—he did like Hermione!

He wants to ask this girl to be his girlfriend and his future bride!

Maybe boys prefer younger girlfriends, but not necessarily girls.

Fu Rong has been very tired recently.

Because of her innate blood, she has a beauty that ordinary people can't match.It was a boon and an unspeakable curse.

—she was hardly ever treated normally.

When men see her, it's like seeing a muse. To put it bluntly, they are fascinated by her skin; while girls are always ashamed when they see her, which leads to unspeakable jealousy.

Before meeting Alan, only Mrs. Maxime gave her fairness.

But after all, Madam is the head of a school, with many affairs, it is impossible to always give her guidance and care, let alone become her friend.

Allen has no such scruples.

Compared with those weak-minded "boys", Allen is more tenacious, stable and gentle. He will not choose hurtful ways to attract her attention, nor will he laugh at her stupidity because of his supreme talent.

Therefore, after obtaining Allen's consent, Fleur simply hid in the Slytherin chamber and practiced magic in front of the basilisk statue.

As for Alan...

As if he had nothing to do with the Triwizard Tournament, he was still dealing with affairs inside and outside the school, unable to get away from a group of files.

Now, the internal struggle in Greengrass is intensifying. Daphne, who is such a cowardly character, is determined and will not give in. On the contrary, Astoria, who has always been gentle, is forced to be in a dilemma.

The favored younger sister seems incapable of persuading her elder sister to forgive.

But Astoria can't just sit back and watch the family fall apart.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and after the curfew, she knocked on the door of the crown prince.

Allen was indeed a little surprised, after all, it was getting late.

He put down the pajamas hanging from his arms again, and sat back in the armchair.

At this moment, Draco got up consciously, pouted and opened the door.

...No way, everyone knows that if you want to find Malfoy, you can find it at any time outside of class, but if you want to find a certain His Royal Highness, you can only come around the time of curfew.

It can be said that if someone knocks on the bedroom door, it must be looking for Allen.

Draco didn't know how he felt.

He can only put himself in the position of aristocrat under the crown prince - no matter what, Malfoy's future has been tied to Allen.

They are people in a boat.

If anything goes wrong, it's death and no one can escape.

Sighing inwardly, Draco pulled back the cold doorknob.

Seeing someone coming, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The girl outside the door appeared even more graceful.

The beautiful slightly curly hair fell on her shoulders, softly like the curly sunlight, just reflecting the beautiful blue eyes.

The second daughter of the Greengrass family——

Astoria.

She seemed to have made up her mind, with her hands folded in front of her body, her knuckles clenched with a whitish feeling of coldness, under tension, she was extremely calm.

Draco looked surprised, but not surprised.

He raised his hand to grab the girl's arm and asked, "What happened? Daphne bullied you again?"

His movements are skilled and natural.

Allen's eyes fell on the back of the Platinum Young Master who was blocking the girl, and he lowered his eyes slightly.

...Before he knew it, everyone had their own lives.

Perhaps this is also the price to pay for chasing power.

He half closed his eyes, and heard a girl's crisp but soft voice from outside.

"Draco, I'm here to see His Highness."

Draco frowned, glanced vaguely into the dormitory, and shook his head slightly at Astoria.

Those gray-blue eyes held urgent warning.

- Don't challenge the rules chosen by that person!

Astoria pressed his hand lightly, her blue eyes were wise and determined.

... Draco, I know all about it.