Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Time and space magic has been an absolute taboo since its birth.

Future generations cannot find a single word from the completely covered history of magic, but this powerful temptation has attracted countless geniuses to follow it.

Among the crowd, geniuses are a very special group.

They are often withdrawn, arrogant, and solitary, and are ostracized by "normal people" because of their isolation. Therefore, it is difficult for them to truly establish friendship, love, and family ties with anyone.

Do you want geniuses to deviate their life trajectories for someone...

It was almost whimsical.

On this level, Allen is an absolute anomaly.

He can never be said to be an ordinary person, but he is not a traditional genius.

He has skills that geniuses don't have, and he also has a level of affection and thinness that people can't understand. It's so absurd that he is willing to die in a framework for the sake of his father, wasting his talents.

It's also ridiculous that he is willing to take a dangerous road for his father.

Time and space magic...

From a scientific perspective, it does not belong to the three-dimensional world, but to a thinking space that people have never explored.

This is an unprecedented challenge.

But fortunately, Allen has unprecedented talent, and he is also lucky to have the guidance of his predecessors.

When he poured his blood into the ominous book, he saw the four-dimensional coordinates between wakefulness and death.

Those coordinates are well known to everyone, but they are always ignored.

Even most wizards only regard it as a joke, as a sinecure in the Ministry of Magic, and laugh at the person in charge there who has nothing to do.

That place is—

Department of Mysteries, Ministry of Magic.

Allen gently closed his eyes.

He once saw a locked room between life and death. He walked in, passed through countless clocks, floated into a stone pit, and walked into the huge arch.

...I vaguely saw the time.

Then, countless dementor-like people wearing pure black robes and hoods suddenly appeared and chased after him.

……

Allen had a hunch that he had touched the limit of the gate of time and space.

He needs to get better soon.

He needs to hurry up and hurry up to take His Majesty home.

When Dr. Roland, Diana and Lance returned to this room, they saw Allen who was quite weak but in good spirits.

The reckless crown prince even smiled at them, with a reassuring lightness about him.

Dr. Roland twisted his mouth in anger and strode forward. His movements seemed very forceful, but he made no sound.

He checked Allen's body tree value angrily, and his words were quite yin and yang.

"Oh, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! How can you still laugh? Why, did you meet Butler Fran and was kicked back by the old man?"

Allen paused and smiled softly,

"Uncle Roland, please don't be angry. Believe me, I took such a wrong approach just because I had no choice - of course, I have found the answer to that question now."

Roland fell silent, checked his body silently, and pulled out the nutritional needle.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Allen seriously for a long time, and then said, "Your Highness, I have watched you grow up and am also your father's old friend, so I have to give you this.

"-No matter what you do, you must protect yourself first."

He paused and sighed softly,

"I don't know how magical your magic is, nor how unprecedented your talent is in the field of magic. I only know...

"Edward will never want you to take risks for him. If everything has happened, for him, he would rather you be safe and happy."

Allen also looked at him quietly, seemingly listening, and smiled obediently.

He even responded, saying,

"Don't worry, Uncle Roland... I know everything."

Roland looked at him, sighed helplessly, put away the useless instruments, told Lance to leave a pile of packed medicines for his first meal, and silently moved his "broken "Bronze and rotten iron" went out the door.

Ok……

Ok……

His Highness is about to discuss "business" with his assistants.

Roland went out and saw the new buds on the trees outside through the small window at the end of the corridor.

In fact, he wanted to tell His Highness that the wizarding world was not important at all.

If what the "Knight Commander" and Baroness Sharp said were true, then this group of people would destroy themselves sooner or later, so why let the crown prince of a country be in such danger?

But he also knows that at this point, everything cannot be stopped and is irreversible.

What's more, His Majesty is already involved.

Dr. Roland sighed deeply, lowered his head and walked to his guest room.

In the room, Lance and Diana stared at Allen with serious faces, feeling extremely oppressed and even unwilling to sit down.

Allen was helpless by what they saw, so he could only say,

"This should be the last time."

Diana was silent for a moment and asked, "Your Highness, can you tell us which field of magic requires so much blood?"

Lance followed closely and said,

"If this magic has no restrictions on the source of blood, you can use my blood!"

These words made Allen pause.

He was still a little dizzy, but he seemed to be able to see those light purple eyes clearly.

This made him smile and promised, "This time is really the last time."

The two people on the other side obviously didn't believe it.

But they obviously didn't want to conduct repeated "interrogations" when His Highness had just woken up and was so weak, so they tacitly made a few perfunctory sentences and pretended to believe the other party's "nonsense."

It's a pity that as soon as they cooperate, their crown prince will follow suit.

"Lance, bring me that book. I want to see its changes."

Lance:  …

The promise just now was still ringing in his ears, and his crown prince began to renege on his promise!

Wait online, hurry!

Before he could think of how to fool His Highness, Diana spoke.

The dashing Baroness Sharp directly refuted Allen's opinion, saying——

"That book is very strange. In view of the many precedents of black magic artifacts backlashing their owners, neither the Knight Commander nor I will return this book to you until you recover."

She said calmly,

"If there are any signs that need to be checked, please tell me what to pay attention to. I will send someone to look at it and record the whole process with a magic crystal ball."

Alan:  …

He was obviously a little anxious, frowning and silently denying the proposal.

Lance sighed, poured a glass of water, put it to Allen's mouth, and said,

"Even if you don't think about us, you should think about His Majesty! Doctor Roland has prescribed medicine for half a month. You must eat well, take medicine seriously, and stop running around."

He was chattering endlessly here, and Diana simply ignored Allen's look.

A wise baroness never picks the wrong spot.

She just listened to Lance's chatter silently, occasionally adding a word or two that the Knight Commander had temporarily forgotten.

This is very painful for Allen.

Not only did he have to eat tasteless food and drink a lot of medicine, but he also had to listen to these two scoldings and advice.

He looked at the pile of medicines with some resistance, frowning in disgust.

Lance coaxed, "Only ten... um, six, seven, eight... pills..."

He paused and said,

"Compared to your situation this time, it's really not much."

Allen pursed his lips tightly and leaned back, suggesting, "Can't this really be replaced with nutritional injections? No, no, forget about nutritional injections, no injections!"

Lance didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only say,

"Then I'll grind these medicines into powder and make them into water for you to drink, okay?"

Allen reluctantly turned his head and was about to nod when he saw that Diana seemed unable to bear it. With a fierce look on her face, she snatched the various pills from Lance's hand and handed them to him.

From that moment on, the cold and taciturn but considerate Baroness Sharp seemed to disappear.

Turned into a super scary big devil!

Allen was given pills for two days, until he had to drink one pill and swallow half a glass of water, so he stuffed himself before dinner...

Dr. Roland: ...

He wandered around in front of Allen's bed in disbelief, not understanding how this child still had this problem after so many years!

Edward really doesn't change at all! ! !

But considering that the picky bad kid in front of me is a patient and a crown prince!He endured it!

At Lance's suggestion, Dr. Roland had no choice but to re-prescribe the medicine.

...Yes, all he prescribed were granular granules!

Son!child!Version!of! ! !