Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

When Allen woke up again, the top three matches were already over.

In other words, the entire fourth grade is over.

Dumbledore told a lie for him and avoided the award ceremony with a few words. Not many people noticed that the crown prince's body was strange.

Of course, Lance and the others definitely knew.

...Maybe a Dr. Roland should be added as well.

He heard that Allen fell down due to the same problem, and immediately used all the favors. He said that he was performing surgery for a senior official and borrowed a considerable number of blood bags.

…and came to St. Mungo’s.

...Under the eyes of all the wizards, he tested and transfused a dragon's blood, and even put Allen on a ventilator.

During this period, every day, St. Mungo's was witnessing a collision between magical doctors and Muggle doctors, including but not limited to common sense, tools, and medical fields. Neither of them had a good temper and would quarrel whenever they touched each other.

Fortunately, these doctors were quite civilized and did not hit Dr. Roland on the head with their wands.

Of course, Alan's awakening also caused a sensation in the hospital. Everyone wanted to know what kind of scar it was and write it into the magic medical history.

……no way.

His wounds required both Muggle medical skills and magical detection. Unfortunately, these people still failed to heal his wounds.

This is obvious.

Allen himself created a very domineering healing technique. He could even remove the blood curse scar on Theodore's hand, but he could not heal this mark.

Not to mention this group of doctors who are not very talented.

Soon, Lance and the others came after hearing the news, and the thirteen leaders of the off-campus knights stood in the ward.

They didn't accuse anything, but the silent condemnation in their eyes already made Allen feel guilty.

Looking at the weak crown prince on the hospital bed, Lance sighed silently, and finally drove the knights - except Diana of course - out.

He moved two stools, gentlemanly asked Diana to sit down before sitting down, and asked softly, "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

Allen was wearing a ventilator, fogging up the transparent mask between breaths, and blinked slightly.

He raised his hand and used magic power to silently remove the ventilator. He took a breath with some effort and gently pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Lance, Diana, has anything big happened recently?"

Lance frowned, half stood up, tried to plug the ventilator back in, and replied,

"Everything went smoothly in the wizarding world, but the Muggle world couldn't find you, and there was chaos for a few days. Later, Diana came forward and said that you fell ill due to excessive grief, and the public opinion was calmed down."

Allen nodded slightly, thought for a while and said, "Lance, send me my book."

Lance froze in place.

Those light purple eyes were dyed with anger, irritating him to stand up.

He clenched his fists and asked almost in a tone of voice, "Do you know what you are talking about? You are so weak now because of that inexplicable book!

"Now, not only do you not know how to keep your distance from it, you ask for it from me when you are just sober!"

Lance pursed his lips tightly, almost shaking with anger.

Diana stood up and explained, "Your Highness, don't be angry with the Knight Commander - he is worried that you will be bewitched by that black magic book."

Allen gently closed his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, Diana, I know everything. But——

"If you don't give me that book, how can I tell where the curse on my wrist comes from?"

Lance and Diana paused, feeling somewhat relieved.

The knight commander warned uneasily, "You must be careful this time and don't let the wound touch the book, just in case..."

He paused and said restrainedly, "Your Highness, there is no inventory of the next wave of type O blood."

Allen naturally cooperated.

Soon, the book was delivered to him.

Allen skillfully awakened the magic circle that had sucked his blood - he cut his flesh to lose blood and bore the curse, never to suffer in vain.

The scarlet magic circle hung in the center of the ward, swirling with ominous blood.

Countless obscure runes flashed past at extremely fast speeds, but Allen captured them easily.

Last time, he vaguely saw the time and space portal between life and death.

——Department of Mysteries, Ministry of Magic.

Now, what he needs is to check the taboos of entering the space-time tunnel, so as not to inadvertently disturb something and suffer backlash.

This really made him find out a few things to pay attention to.

——The time and space tunnel can only be entered through the sealed entrance of the Department of Mysteries on a full moon night with a moonlight flower in your mouth.

It is worth noting that you must bring the dust of time with you when entering, which is used to open up the four-dimensional time.

And the most important thing is to get one of the Deathly Hallows... the invisibility cloak.

This is how to avoid being pursued by the guardians of time and space.

Allen couldn't help but pause.

...Invisibility cloak?Isn't that an heirloom of the Potter family?

Everything else is easy to handle, but this invisibility cloak...

Allen leaned against the bedside with a headache, laughing at himself in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he removed the magic circle in front of him, and quickly put the ventilator mask on his head.

The next second, Dr. Roland pushed open the door and entered.

The poor Muggle doctor didn't know anything about it. When he saw him lying down obediently, he nodded happily, checked his heart rate and blood pressure, and left.

then……

Allen opened his eyes and threw the ventilator aside.