Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Salazar snapped, "You know the consequences of this!"

"Not to mention the dangers of space-time rifts, even if you are really lucky enough to bring the king back, you will pay a huge price - you will spend the rest of your life under the curse of God!

"Don't talk about your Muggle father, do you think that Walker Furlong would like to see you like that!!!"

Allen half-closed his eyes and looked at the old butler's pale face guiltily.

He looked at the sleeping Edward and said softly, "That will happen in the future. Now, ancestor - please tell me, how to protect His Majesty's body?"

"Before I can recover His Majesty's soul, I must first preserve His Majesty's body."

Salazar gritted his teeth and said, "You're crazy!"

He was so angry that he was out of breath, and almost exhausted the portrait's remaining IQ before he thought of the words to persuade the other party, "Don't forget, little bastard! You dare to leave everything behind before Voldemort even knows if he has a back-up plan." What space-time rift are you looking for!

"Don't you find the king's soul and come back to find that your Muggle father's body has been destroyed!"

Allen was furious in an instant, and the powerful Zeus swallowed Salazar almost instantly, destroying the few magic powers on the portrait with the power of thunder.

He endured it again and again, with the veins on his forehead exposed, before he managed to contain Zeus who was almost out of control.

The blond crown prince's endurance was almost at its limit.

The pain of losing a loved one, the endless headaches, the fragments of memories that have not yet been sorted out...

These were all squeezing so hard that his head was about to explode.

The inexplicably violent contraction of his heart squeezed his blood, as if to allow him to breathe, but also as if it was crushing him to the point of being unable to breathe...

He was panting violently, putting one hand on the top of Haierbo's head, and the other hand firmly pressing on his forehead where veins were popping.

He buried his entire face in his hands, trembling to calm his breathing.

Salazar didn't know what to do for a moment.

He sighed, and for a long time, enduring the powerlessness of having his magic power eliminated, he floated silently next to Allen and said, "Okay, little bastard... you need to seal him up with ice... until you bring him back." soul……"

As soon as those words were spoken, he saw this powerful junior bending down even further.

...as if his back had been crushed by fate.

He could only close his mouth, which was not good at expressing emotions, and stay with her silently, just like he had been with Rowena when she lost her daughter.

He watched his younger generation finally recover, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with red eyes, raised his hand to outline an indestructible magic circle, condensed the lake water on both sides of the bronze snake sculpture, and formed a crystal clear ice in the center. coffin.

Salazar watched helplessly as the magic circle crashed down right above the ice coffin, and then hid in the cold underground.

Allen exhaled lightly.

In the cold mist was his only close relative.

He looked at His Majesty's face with nostalgia, placed the old butler in the modified coffin, and invited him into the space spell watch.

Next, he will bury the housekeeper's grandfather first...

Go find those people to settle accounts again!

He stuffed Salazar into his pocket, walked towards the principal's office with a cold face, and bumped into the anxious Fudge.

Fudge really didn't expect that a good three-wizard match could turn out like this.

I originally thought that the only trouble in the Triwizard Tournament would be Dumbledore, and of course there might also be a potential Voldemort. Who would have thought that the biggest trouble would be caused by the Muggle Crown Prince who always made him worry-free?

Yes, this Muggle crown prince has always been the most worry-free...

Fudge seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, as if he had not seen Allen's cold face. He strode forward and grabbed Allen's hand and said, "Your Highness, you are finally here... Your Muggle Prime Minister has come to ask questions about our country." King’s situation, oh! And that Lance Loren!”

"He's also here to join in the fun. By the way, he's also a Muggle. He's been trading medicines in your name. Please let him calm down!"

Dumbledore's eyes widened.

He hurriedly came out from behind the long table, grabbed Fudge and tried to push him away from Allen.

...Merlin!What a devilish scene this is!

But he was completely ignored by this Fudge, and the words "minister" did not attract the other person's attention at all.

Allen half-closed his eyes, watching Fudge chattering in front of him, and his little patience was immediately exhausted.

He said calmly, "What a shame, Minister."

Fudge closed his mouth in confusion, looked back at Dumbledore behind him, and said, "What?"

He seemed to be angry again, his face turned red, "Oh, Your Highness! This is the trouble caused by your Muggle government! You should deal with him! Otherwise, I...I will!"

Allen laughed coldly, "Hey, Mr. Fudge, before you start to accuse me, shouldn't you first consider the causes and consequences?"

His weak smile disappeared and he asked, "I also want to know why something happened to my father and housekeeper during the Triwizard Tournament?"

Fudge paused suddenly.

He had long been annoyed by the swarm of things, and he could not remember these things - although he did feel that it was a pity that Edward died.

However, the inquiries from the Ministry of Magic of various countries, the commotion of the media, and the accountability of the Muggle Prime Minister had already made him extremely annoyed.

If this matter cannot be settled, then his position as minister will really be in jeopardy...

Allen is Edward's son. As long as the other party lets go of this matter tolerantly, everything can pass peacefully...

Thinking of this, Fudge became angry again.

"Oh, Your Highness."

A sweet voice pretending to be a little girl suddenly appeared, and said in a sinister tone, "I thought you were a sensible person, and you should cooperate with Minister Fudge to handle this matter!"

Allen's face suddenly turned cold. He looked around and saw an official from the Ministry of Magic in a pink suit on his side.

——That stooge, Umbridge.

Dumbledore's face was also extremely ugly.

——Damn it, he shouldn’t have let Gellert rush to suppress the German Ministry of Magic. He should have let the Dark Lord scare this troublemaker to death!

The old principal cleared his throat, trying to maintain a semblance of calm - at least not to make Allen go crazy on the spot.

"Umbridge, thank you for your contribution to stabilizing the wizarding world, but maybe you should wait for us to negotiate a result first..."

Allen sneered silently.

——At this point, the old principal is still tinkering with things and trying to make ends meet.

But Umbridge was not a person who just gave up when things were good. When she saw Dumbledore giving in, she immediately became energetic.

"Oh, Albus! I admit that you are a wise man, but the affairs of the British wizarding world should be entirely controlled by our Ministry of Magic. We have not even held you accountable yet——

"The culprit who failed to take good care of Hogwarts, which led to the death of the Muggle King...ah!!!"

She was suddenly hit against the wall by a burst of powerful magic and let out a piercing scream.

Allen looked at him with a cold face and said in disgust, "Who do you think is dead!"

Dumbledore...

Dumbledore was numb.

No matter what, he can't lead so many people who are holding him back by himself.

Damn it, if it were Gellert...

No, no, forget it, the former Demon King will make the situation worse.

He sighed deeply, walked to Allen, and said comfortingly, "Alan, good boy, I think you must have settled the king first. So, what do you want to see me for?"

The old principal's blue eyes looked at the blond boy with caution and pity.

He knew Alan's pain, but he also hoped that the child was here to calm the current situation in the wizarding world, not to ask him for Harry.