Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

This difference made Allen anxious.

He wanted to find the huge arch as soon as possible. He knew that it was the door to time and space, but how could it be different?

He clenched his hands a little anxiously, trying to convince himself to calm down, walk forward, and explore seriously.

He walked between towering shelves, flanked by endless dusty crystal balls.

The blond boy's face was extremely pale.

He almost felt a corrosive feeling in his left wrist, and a heart-pounding pain spread along the blood vessels to his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

……hateful.

……why?

The pair of sea-blue eyes looked at his left wrist in confusion and shock, and saw a few golden sands of time stained on the gauze.

Allen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was careful enough, even using Zeus all the time, and he didn't expect to accidentally get contaminated.

After making up his mind to find the magic of time and space, he of course collected a lot of rumors about time turners.

A tabloid once reported that a cabinet kept being broken and then restored itself, and some people thought it contained a time-turner.

Just like the hummingbird I saw in the Time Hall just now...

Over and over again, never ending.

No wonder...

His wrist had returned to the process of blood loss and healing, and it was only stained with a few dusts of time.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize that maybe he had taken away too much dust of time.

...No wonder the instruction manual states that only five milliliters are allowed at a time.

Allen endured the pain and walked forward, with strong paranoia in his eyes.

At this point...

He has already paid such a heavy price...

If His Majesty is not brought back, he will die in peace!

Allen just walked forward step by step, trying his best to make his footsteps softer and softer, lest he attract the attention of the "Silent One".

He is not afraid of these people.

But he hoped that nothing would go wrong before finding His Majesty!

He walked forward along the shelf, passing some small balls with different lights. Just as he passed a blurry and dark crystal ball, he heard a faint sound.

The voice sounded familiar, but Allen was not impressed.

He looked over strangely and saw a woman with a distorted face and one clawed hand pointing at the sky.

That is……

Professor Trelawney?

Allen looked intently, his heart tightened inexplicably for a moment, and then he heard a terrifying prophecy.

The voice was extremely hoarse, and the woman's face also looked extremely distorted. It was almost impossible to see the softness that belonged to women, but seemed to be somewhat gender-neutral.

The hoarse voice shouted——

[That miserable fool...the king from the Muggle world. He was born in a tragic lie, and all the blood related to him has withered away...

This is a lone star!

The gods cursed him with nothing.The only love he has is also the death chess that pushes him to death!

[…]

Allen stood there blankly, forgetting the tearing pain in his left wrist and heart.

He looked at the dim crystal ball with some confusion and confusion, and stood there for an unknown amount of time.By the time he reacted, his hands and feet were almost cold and painful.

He couldn't help but reach out and want to take away the crystal ball.But he paused and took back his trembling hand.

The blond boy smiled silently, his smile turned pale.

...Why did he bring this crystal ball back?Let the people know that their crown prince is a lone evil star?

Those sea-blue eyes were rare, neither sad nor happy.

He stared blankly at the shiny marble floor, his sea-blue eyes like the foggy sea, but he calmed down in an instant.

Allen raised his hand and held his left wrist.

He could feel the wounds there cracking, bleeding and then healing, and the pain seeped into his bones bit by bit.

He wanted to get rid of the pain.

But the curse of time and space magic is already difficult to solve, let alone the dust of time that must never be made public?

Since it couldn't be removed, Allen gave up on this idea.

For him, this pain can always remind him why he took this road.

For Your Majesty.

It has always been for His Majesty!

He wants to be a crown prince that His Majesty is proud of, and he wants to be a son that his father is proud of.He has been on this road for 14 years and will continue to do so in the future!

Regardless of whether it is God or the devil, anyone who dares to stop him from bringing back His Majesty's soul will go to hell!

The fighting spirit rose up inexplicably, and then immediately started to burn, burning so violently that Allen endured the pain of his heart as he explored the prophecy hall and found a door hidden behind a shelf.

Allen frowned slightly, realizing that these rooms might be interconnected.

He made a quick decision and opened the door.

Unexpectedly, this place was just like what he had seen in his dream.

The huge stone pit loomed in the dim light.

Allen looked carefully and found that the stone pit was about twenty feet deep, square in shape, with a sunken center, surrounded by stone steps one by one, surrounding the entire house, gradually descending step by step like a stone bench.

But the stone steps are not as smooth as those in Roman-style buildings, and each step is very steep.

…Somewhat like a lecture theater.

Allen made an inappropriate metaphor.

He walked down step by step, and when he reached the bottom, he saw the huge arch.

It stands on a slightly raised stone platform in the middle. It looks very old. It has no support around it and is almost tattered.

A tattered black curtain hangs on it, windless and automatic, with a hint of tranquility, almost as sweet as a dream.

It seemed to be seducing Alan silently.

...Come in, come in and you will find eternal peace.