Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Allen walked to the bedroom in a good mood.

Very well, whoring an excellent black arts teacher for nothing.

Although Salazar is also very powerful, he is a character from a thousand years ago after all.

He also needs cutting edge stuff.

The blond finally made his way into the Slytherin cellar, and found a baby peacock collapsed in the bedroom.

Draco lay flat on the couch in his Quidditch training uniform.

Taking advantage of the other party's inattention, Allen waved his wand lightly, and the refreshing spell cut off the slight sweat smell over there.

"Draco?"

The little peacock snorted, indicating that he was still alive.

Allen smiled and shook his head, took off his robe and hung it aside, and asked, "Is Quidditch training so hard?"

Draco waved his hands weakly, and said slowly, "I feel like my body doesn't belong to me anymore."

Allen took out the medicine box from the closet, found anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers, took two tablets each, and put them on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

He tilted the table with the handle of his wand, and a house elf suddenly appeared, "Sir, Babe is at your service!"

Allen nodded gently, "A cup of warm water and a cup of hot milk, thank you."

Beibei disappeared quickly, and almost at the same time, two cups appeared on the coffee table.

Allen called softly, "Draco, get up and take some anti-inflammatory and painkillers, and you'll be fine in a while."

The little peacock half-raised its eyelids, saw the little yellow and red pills in a daze, and snorted weakly, "I don't take Muggle medicine."

Allen leaned on the back of the sofa, his smile not diminishing.

"However, you also liked the wound ointment last time. If I remember correctly, after distributing it to the first-year students, the remaining half is with you."

Draco sat up abruptly and said angrily, "Shut up!"

He grabbed the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, then took a sip of warm water and swallowed it with a "gulp".

Allen raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the hot milk, held it in both hands, and took a sip.

In the warm milk fragrance, his nerves, which had been tense all day, suddenly relaxed, and he was almost sleepy.

The little peacock imitated him and leaned on the sofa, asking, "Why is there no milk for me?"

Alan closed his eyes and replied,

"You can't drink milk just after taking the medicine. If you still want to drink half an hour later, you can call the house elf of Hogwarts."

He got up and sighed, "Sorry, Draco. I'm going to wash up, and you go to bed early."

The little peacock compared the tired Allen, then looked at himself, and instantly comforted him a lot.

Look, this guy is much worse than him.

The dark green bed curtains were pulled apart, and the blond prince sank neatly into the bed.

Thoughts were active and sluggish, with a hint of half-dream and half-awake confusion.

He thought, really shouldn't be too impatient.

Today's theories are too complicated and huge, even for him, he really can't bear it.

What LeMay talked about today is the result of the core theory that has been researched, and other branches and in-depth research fields have not yet been involved.

Allen thought that he should give alchemy more time.

The brain skillfully summed up today's theories into the memory palace, the breathing of the blond crown prince gradually slowed down, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Allen woke up on time at six o'clock, gave up today's morning class, rubbed his aching head and began to meditate.

He admonished himself—

Take it slow, don't be greedy.

The blond boy walked skillfully to the principal's office, ready to face the indiscriminate bombardment of today's theory.

However, the two old men in the principal's office are very smart.

The two old foxes looked at Alan, smiled and waved their hands, "I won't have class today! After all, you are still young, so don't be in a hurry."

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I overestimated myself. But..."

He looked up suspiciously, "Is it obvious?"

Dumbledore blinked with a smile, and continued to drink his black tea topped with sugar.

LeMay shook his head and replied with a smile, "You look the same as usual, but you hardly speak today."

The old man touched Alan's head with his thin hand, "It seems that I taught too much yesterday——I, the old man, also became impatient."

"Don't worry, Ellen. I've been saving the elixir for years."

LeMay swallowed while looking at the grilled lamb chops on the table, and tried to look away, "It's enough to teach you all the alchemy."

Allen looked sideways sharply, and frowned, "Is there something wrong with the Philosopher's Stone? Is the vitality insufficient? No, is it ruined?"

The two old men avoided talking and exchanged glances inconspicuously.

The blond crown prince wandered between the two for a moment, then slowly straightened his back,

"The Philosopher's Stone...in Hogwarts? Is that the little cloth bag?! Is this why the mysterious man came here?"

The blue eyes looked sharply, "Alan, how do you know that person is at school?"

Allen pursed his lips, a little annoyed.

He let out a breath slowly, "Because of Professor Quirrell, he tried to lure me into the darkness."

Dumbledore leaned forward unconsciously, and pressed his hands on the table, "Oh? So... what answer did you give?"

"Obvious."

Allen frowned, "I rejected him."

The sea-blue eyes looked sharply at Dumbledore, "Sir, I know you are worried that I will go astray, but I assure you, I will not be partial to Voldemort."

Dumbledore looked at him quietly, his body relaxed a little, "...Oh, Alan. I always believed that you would not favor him."

Allen looked at the old man across from him, and for a long while, lowered his eyes slightly.

He got up and said, "I've always known that you occasionally seem concerned and vigilant. However, I will prove to you that this is just a prejudice that needs to be reintegrated."

Seeing the blond crown prince turn around, Dumbledore said softly, "Alan, I apologize to you.

"Yes, child."

The old man looked at him kindly, "Please forgive my behavior, I once saw a brilliant young man standing in the abyss, and also saw another student go astray.

"They were all very talented, and all of them brought great disaster to the world... Yes, please forgive me!

"Maybe I really lost my head for a while."

Allen turned slightly, saw the old man's sincere gaze, and tilted his head slightly, "Some old people are really good at pretending to be pitiful."

Flamel laughed "hoho", hurriedly took out a test tube bottle, and swallowed the ruby-like liquid in it.

The painful sound was calmed down, and the overwhelmed body regained a little vitality.

Nico smiled wryly, "I'm so glad to see Albus come out of the shadows. Unfortunately, my body is really lingering..."

LeMay looked at Alan helplessly, "Oh, kid... let's hurry up and go to class!"