Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Dumbledore really prepared the dormitory for Edward carefully. After all, Allen was still next to him. He really didn't want to know what Allen would say about the poor dormitory.

...Especially because the child's recent condition is really not good.

Although Edward is willing to let Allen go back to school, it means that Allen's condition has recovered a bit, but he is still very careful not to irritate the other party, and even imitated the royal family's home decoration style for this.

This was indeed endorsed by Allen.

He worriedly engraved a protective circle in the room to ensure that no one would trespass without His Majesty's consent.

And daily travel...

Allen believed in the rings and brooches engraved with sealing magic circles that he made with his own hands.

He said goodnight to His Majesty, and then returned to the Slytherin lounge with the Disillusionment Charm on, past the jubilant teenagers.

That platinum blond hair seemed to be silent a lot.

On the contrary, Daphne and Theodore became lively, surrounded by a large number of complimenting little snakes.

Allen stopped in his tracks and removed the Disillusionment Curse from his body.

The laughter of the little snakes stopped abruptly.

They hurriedly got up respectfully and saluted one after another, "Your Highness!"

Theodore was a little surprised, "Your Highness, you are back? Your body..."

Allen nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Of course, it's just some minor problems, it's just that the professors are too worried."

Theodore breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. We were just talking about when you will come back. After all, the second game will start in less than a month."

"That's not hard for me, Theodore, you needn't worry so much."

Allen said so, and sat on the sofa in Theodore's vague expectation.

He looked at Draco as if thinking of something, seemed a little annoyed,

"Draco, I forgot."

Draco sat up straight in surprise, watched the blond jerk take out a gift box from his pocket, and said with a smile,

"I prepared a Christmas present for Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy at Christmas - a pair of protective brooches, but I forgot to give them because of that little accident."

Allen said thoughtfully, "Do you mind passing it on for me?"

Draco was taken aback, glanced at the little snakes from the corner of his eye, showed a standard Malfoy smile, and said, "Of course I don't mind!"

He nodded and said, "Malfoy is always grateful for the glory you have brought us!"

Allen smiled and said, "Of course, Draco."

"Also, did you forget to hand in my regular study report? Don't think that I don't have time to take care of you recently, so I don't have to study!"

Draco's heart shrank, feeling slightly sour.

This bastard!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is busy with affairs, and he is very delicate, so where did he assign any learning content for him recently!

Clearly...

It was clearly here to suggest a status for him.

However, before Master Malfoy was moved for a moment, a certain crown prince looked at Theodore thoughtfully, "And you, Theodore—what about your study report? And Daphne's study record?"

Theodore: ...

He lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience, then puffed out his chest proudly, and said, "I'll write right away!"

Draco: ...

The touch of emotion that had arisen just now suddenly dissipated a bit.

Look at this goddamn bastard!Don't forget to balance your subordinates at this time!

Allen shook his head slightly, looked down at the dial, and got up regretfully, "There are still some homework that I haven't done, you guys have fun—forgive me."

A certain crown prince came suddenly and left quickly. He didn't stay for a few minutes, but the atmosphere changed.

What the little snakes are best at is to see the wind and turn the rudder.

No, a few of them have already begun to flatter Malfoy.

Theodore glanced past Draco who was proud again, thinking quietly.

...Yes, Draco was His Highness's first friend after all.

But it doesn't matter, compared to Malfoy who has a lot of worries and schemes, he, Theodore, is more worthy of His Highness's trust!

Your Highness will soon notice this!

Theodore looked at Daphne beside him.

——Just like His Highness chose this stupid and cowardly Daphne in order to control Greengrass!

Allen returned to the bedroom and gently closed the door.

He pressed the doorknob, his expression was dim under the dim light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he opened his black-bottomed and silver-buttoned box, and walked in step by step.

This is the suitcase he took to Durmstrang last year.

He glanced at the familiar set of royal-style portable tables, chairs and sofas, without turning his eyes.

Last year, he sealed everything in this box and brought it back, and he never checked the contents.

The portrait of Salazar was then sealed in this box.

He found the long walnut box, and took out Salazar, half-sealed in a gold buckle frame.

Snake Ancestor cursed loudly.

"Little brat! How dare you forget me here!"

Allen was caught off guard and yelled, and he couldn't help but rejoice that Salazar was just a portrait.

— Otherwise, he would be sprayed with saliva all over his face.

Speaking of which, in the past two years, many people have changed, and their attitude towards him has changed more or less, but the portrait of Salazar is still as violent as ever.

Allen inevitably became a little more patient with this hard-to-serve ancestor, and persuaded with a smile,

"Sorry, ancestor. However, I just forgot about you for a year, and I still remember to come back to find you. It's better than you posted on the door of the Slytherin lounge thousands of years ago, and no one found you."

Salazar: ...

He was really going to be so pissed off by this little bastard, he curled up angrily.

Allen took him back to the dormitory in a good mood, and promised to create a new picture frame for Salazar as a Christmas gift as if making an apology.

After washing up, he leaned against the bedside, looking at the scarlet lonely book by the small bedside lamp.

Salazar floated over, glanced at the lonely copy in his hand, and immediately frowned.

"Isn't this the taboo I buried in the Restricted Section? How did you find it?"

He looked at Alan in front of him seriously, and warned,

"You son of a bitch, I advise you to put this thing back. I have worked so hard to seal it under the bookshelf, but I don't want anyone to see it!"

The smile on Allen's face faded a little.

He frowned and said, "But ancestor, you didn't destroy it after all, which means it's still worth seeing, doesn't it?"

"It's not your size!"

Salazar said coldly, "Do you even know what that is? Rowena dare not...!"

"I know."

Allen cut off the sentence calmly, and said, "Ancestor, I know what this is-time and space magic, absolutely taboo, right?"

He smiled lightly, a little absurdly.

"But……"

He murmured softly, then suddenly stopped speaking, paused to put the book away, and said softly, "Don't worry, ancestor. I just want to know what this book is about..."

Salazar almost fainted.

"Do you believe this yourself?!"

Allen looked at him calmly, and put the box into the space spell watch.

He was obstinately silent, as he was firmly in love with the king.

"... Good night, ancestor."