Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Although there was nothing wrong with the white mice, Allen still prepared six different soul separation potions and put the six white mice whose souls he had fused into them.

There are seven kinds of magic potions and seven mice.

Among them, four mice were unconscious, two mice were listless, and only one was still alive and kicking.

Allen is very concerned about the condition of these mice. He observes them for almost ten hours a day and has three meals delivered to the dormitory by the house elf.

This situation lasted for a week.

Three of the six mice that were previously lethargic and unconscious have returned to normal.

After going back and forth like this, Allen also determined the most suitable potion ratio.

He disposed of the large barrel of unqualified potion that he had made before and remade the soul separation potion according to the appropriate proportions.

After that, he went to the principal's office.

Dumbledore was a little surprised and sighed, "I thought you would keep doing experiments in the dormitory until everything is over!"

Allen smiled and said, "It will be over soon."

He looked into those blue eyes and said, "Sir, the soul separation potion has been made. Now, I need your help."

Dumbledore became serious and sat up straight, "Say."

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled, "I heard that Sirius Black has always been by Harry's side..."

Dumbledore suddenly understood and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Alan, I will take him away and never let him interfere with you!"

Allen looked up at him and smiled softly.

——It is really reliable when the old principal becomes his teammate.

The next day, Allen brought the entire jar of potion to Godric's Hollow.

Grindelwald is there too.

He heard that he could witness the separation of souls, so he rushed back from Germany overnight.

It is said that he has been staying in Durmstrang recently, staring at Karkaroff with squinted eyes every day, just waiting for the guy to make some mistake and drive him out of power.

——He still feels bad about Durmstrang having such a principal who surrenders to the Dark Lord of another country!When he dominated Europe, Principal Durmstrang did not defect to him!

Why can Voldemort do it!

Grindelwald thought again and again, it must be Karkaroff's own problem!Why is it that other principals are proud and unyielding, but he likes to kneel at the feet of others!

It's a pity that Karkaroff was so trembling under his gaze that he acted extremely cautiously, but Grindelwald didn't make any mistakes at all.

The former Demon King had no choice but to return in despair.

The parents there, on the other hand, felt quite complicated after hearing from their children that Karkaroff had turned into a "24-day filial piety principal" because of Grindelwald's existence.

When they heard that the evil star had finally left, no one could tell whether they were happy or worried.

Allen didn't know what those parents were thinking. It was quite funny to see this former devil coming - this one still liked to join in the fun.

Grindelwald didn't care about him, curled his lips and urged, "Hurry up!"

Allen responded with a smile, and led the reformed Demon King into the ruins of the Potter House.

Harry lay quietly in the coffin among the ruins.

He had always been a bit naive and reckless, but now he was lying here quietly, with his hands folded in front of his belly, completely elegant.

Allen lowered his eyes calmly, but couldn't help but glance at the folded hands twice.

——That is the royal etiquette.

He lightly twitched the corners of his mouth, took out a huge crucible, and poured the prepared potion into it.

Grindelwald circled around the pitch-black potion with some curiosity, seemingly unaffected by the pungent stench.

He waved to Allen with interest, "Boy, it won't affect me at all if I take it away, right?"

"It doesn't affect."

Allen responded helplessly, and gave a test tube to the other party's request.

After collecting the magic potion, the former Demon King immediately became rude and urged Allen to start quickly.

Allen responded with a smile, turning his eyes to look at the sleeping savior, the light in his eyes was light.

He canceled the sealing circle, saw Harry's eyelashes trembling slightly, and opened his eyes.

The moment their eyes met, both of them were silent.

Harry paused for a long time and blinked in a daze, "Your Highness?"

Allen responded softly.

Harry was still a little unable to react and tried to get up from the coffin.

But after all, he had been sleeping for more than a year and had no caregiver to take care of him. His hands and feet were stiff. He tried several times but failed. He had to lie in the coffin, looked at the blond crown prince standing next to him, and asked,

"Didn't you just seal me..."

Alan paused and said, "No, Harry. It's already May 1995 - to be precise, it's the end of fifth grade.

"As for me releasing you, I naturally found a way to separate your souls from Voldemort's."

Those sea blue eyes stared at Harry's expression.

He needed to confirm Harry's state of mind in order to determine how to deal with the returning savior in the future.

however……

Harry was stunned for a moment, then looked at him and smiled.

That smile was full of sincerity and trust, with a simplicity and kindness that was difficult for conspirators to understand. He said innocently, "Your Highness, I knew you were a good person."

Allen was speechless.

Harry was still feeling happy, "Let me tell you, you must have had no choice when you sealed me before! Look, now you have released me as soon as you have a solution!"

He seemed to have forgotten Allen's indifference before falling asleep, and deceived himself into attributing all of Allen's previous abnormalities to Voldemort's harm to His Majesty.

He realized something, turned his face, and asked quickly, "Is His Majesty back? Is he in good health?"

Allen was even more silent.

He didn't understand why the savior had such an innocent heart, just like he didn't understand the friendship that could be seen everywhere among these people.

But he finally spoke and said softly, "His Majesty is back and he is in good health."

Harry breathed a heavy sigh of relief, "Great!"

For such a glorious person as His Majesty, if it were really because of his disappearance, he would never be able to convince himself to face Allen in his life.

Allen looked at him, suddenly confused.

This man really has an almost foolish kindness and an almost reckless courage.

But maybe, it is because of these that he can be the savior.

He is indeed the Savior.

Allen half-closed his eyes and smiled softly, "Harry, you are truly worthy of being the savior."