Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Allen stared at the windless automatic curtains and heard voices from them.

He took a step back with caution, looked at the arch carefully, and found three words on the base of the arch.

——Hall of Death.

This made him more vigilant.

This arch is indeed what I saw in the dream, but the difference is that there is no curtain on the arch in the dream.

Allen carefully thought about the differences along the way. The path in the dream was through a room full of clocks, into a deep stone pit, and saw the arch in front of him.

...Shouldn't we pass through the Prophecy Hall in the middle?

He walked around the curtain again and again, still puzzled, so he had to go back to the Time Hall again, look at all the clocks carefully, and ponder over the hummingbirds reincarnating up and down.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening behind him - someone walked in!

Allen's eyes narrowed, he breathed lightly, carefully pulled the invisibility cloak and turned around, and then he saw the person clearly.

The man was covered in a black robe and was about 1.7 meters tall. It was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The man in black robe held a notebook and recorded each item on the wall clock. Then he stopped in front of the hummingbird clock to write and draw.

After that, the man walked to the hourglass area and checked the dust of time inside one by one.

Allen held his breath and carefully backed away, but still saw the other party pause for a moment, and leaned close to the hourglass to confirm something.

He watched helplessly as the man tilted his head slightly, wrote something on the note with some confusion, then posted it on the note on the hourglass wall, and then simply went to the Prophecy Hall.

Allen took a step forward and was speechless after reading the note clearly.

I see it says-

[The amount of time dust seems to be wrong, but it doesn't seem to have changed - has anyone taken it? If so, please leave the reason. If not, please tear off the note. ]

...It seems that this group of silent people never thought that someone would break in.

Alan breathed a silent sigh of relief and silently tore off the note.

...It turns out that the most mysterious silent ones in the entire magical world are like this.

Although he thought so in his heart, he did not underestimate the fighting power of these people. Of course, this also reminded him.

——It seems that the Silent Ones are going to work, and he can't stay here any longer.

He crumpled the note into a ball, stuffed it into the space spell watch, turned around and left. Before completely walking out the door, he paused and looked back.

……

An hour ago, the assistant and Lance were seriously waiting for Allen outside.But soon, they discovered that there was a fatal flaw.

——The assistant’s work content is constant.

In other words, Scrimgeour can deduce the assistant's location by working backwards... This is a bit troublesome.

Lance immediately said, "Go back, I'll guard here."

The assistant looked at him in embarrassment, hesitated to speak, and finally said, "But, Knight Commander...it's not right for you to stay here and change your name..."

Lance:  …

He paused, unable to speak a thousand words, and exhaled with a strange expression on his face.

...When he was in Hufflepuff, this idiot could do nothing but eat.After finally getting such a position, he thought that this guy finally had a place to use.

But after asking this question, Lance himself began to doubt himself.

...Is this guy really reliable?

He had a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to be angry, but also seemed to feel that it was not worth getting angry with such a fool, and he also had a sense of suffocation that he could not lose his temper.

"...Perhaps, I know the Disguise Charm?"

That was all he could say.

The little assistant suddenly understood, smiled reassuringly, turned around and left.

Lance:  …

Who did he put in this position?

He covered his head in a daze, suddenly feeling that he had not fulfilled the position of Knight Commander, and a trace of guilt suddenly rose in his heart.

Allen knew nothing about any of this.

He came out wearing an invisibility cloak and immediately sensed the familiar magic group around him.

So, he walked straight over, grabbed Lance, apparated him back to Windermere Villa, and then took off his invisibility cloak in the living room.

Lance was scared to death.

Who knows!

He was well hidden, but suddenly he was caught by something invisible, rolled into the vortex of disembodiment, and returned to his home base!

He didn't even dare to break the Disillusionment Curse, fearing that the Windermere villa in front of him was an illusion, just a way for some conspirator to deceive his trust.

He thought a little unconfidently——

Is it the silent ones?Has the power of the Ministry of Magic reached this point now?It seems that he did see the wrong person. The assistant is really not suitable for this position...

Then he saw Allen who was getting familiar with the invisibility cloak.

Lance:  …

He looked at Allen with a complicated expression, sighed and lifted the illusion spell, and said with a wry smile, "Your Highness, you really scared me to death!"

Allen looked at him slowly and subconsciously hid his left hand behind his back. After realizing it, he slowly sat down and asked what was wrong with his eyes.

Lance shook his head slightly, sat on the sofa next to him, and asked,

"Did you gain anything this time?"

"Took the dust of time."

Allen nodded slightly and took out the jar containing the time dust.

The stacked jars look somewhat funny, but the powder in the innermost jar makes it unlucky.

I saw that the powder was like gold, faintly shining with the light of diamonds, with inexplicable power, shining brightly in the transparent jar.

Lance almost sighed, "It's so beautiful."

Allen twitched the corner of his mouth, put the jar back, and said, "The time dust is too dangerous. I will divide it into small portions and give it to you. Remember to keep it properly."

"As for the others..."

He leaned on the sofa and thought, "The Department of Mysteries is indeed extraordinary. I need to study that book again these days."

Lance nodded slightly, looked at his wrist, and asked softly, "Is your injury better?"

Allen paused and said softly, "It's better."

Lance didn't know what was going on. He stood up happily after hearing this and said repeatedly, "This is great! I can finally feel relieved. Everyone has been worried these days!"

He talked excitedly about his plans,

"In this case, we can safely allocate manpower to monitor pure-blood families - you don't know, all the pure-blooded knights in Windermere Villa are on standby here, lest you need blood again!"

Allen smiled softly, "Thank you, Lance!"

...He really doesn't need blood anymore.

He thought for a while and said, "Well, go and ask Blair how much money he has now. If he is rich, he can give everyone a salary increase!"

Lance shook his head, half-kneeling by his legs and looking at him, and said sincerely, "Your Highness, please believe that everything we do for you is just to express our gratitude for your kindness, and it is definitely not greed for wealth!"

Allen raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "I know."

He smiled softly, "But, as a crown prince who is so supported by you, how can I bear to see you live a miserable life?

“Only by giving everyone more wages and living more comfortably can we live up to them.”

He reminded, "As a knight commander, Lance, you must be more tolerant to them - if people find out that you refused to raise your salary, I'm afraid they will verbally criticize you!"

Lance smiled softly and accepted the offer.

"Then I'll help you back to the room, and then go find Blair and the others."