Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

It's Halloween soon, and Hogwarts Castle is buzzing.

Hagrid made the pumpkin bigger and hollowed out. Many little wizards walked around in it, and there were often young lovers sitting in it for a date.

With jack-o'-lanterns adorning the ceiling and sugar dishes scattered throughout, Hogwarts Castle is in a festive spirit.

Draco gave Alan a pointed wizard hat in exchange for a famous watch in Alan's collection.

Entrusted by Allen,

Young Muggleborn wizards all wore their badges in their robes, and some wore chains to hang them around their necks.

Therefore, without drawing too much attention from Dumbledore,

In the name of the Dueling Club, Allen initially gathered the power of the Muggle Seeds.

In this day's charm class, Seamus made an explosion again, and Hermione and Ron seemed a little unhappy.

After class, the four of them walked forward together. Under Alan's questioning eyes, Harry briefly talked about the quarrel between Ron and Hermione in class just now.

Ron retorted,

"You don't know how strange she is. It's Levio'sa, not Levio'sa. No wonder she doesn't have a friend."

He was bumped by Hermione on the shoulder, and Hermione hurried forward, seeming to wipe away tears.

Allen glanced at Ron unkindly.

Harry said, "Ron, she seems to have heard it."

Ron was a little uncomfortable, "It should be nothing, right?"

Draco snorted coldly,

"Perhaps Weasley doesn't know what a gentleman is."

Allen sighed softly, "Ron, Hermione just wanted to help you, although in the wrong way.

—You know, she likes to discuss knowledge with others. "

The freckles on Ron's face turned red, and he was silent.

Harry looked at the two of them, and quickly pulled Ron to say goodbye to Allen.

The Halloween dinner at Hogwarts is extraordinarily sumptuous.

Draco forcibly put a pointed hat on Allen's head, and stuffed a handful of Narcissa's handmade candies into his pocket.

Alan doesn't like sweets, but he still took one on the spot to save face.

Everyone was enjoying the delicious food happily, but the door suddenly opened.

Quirrell rushed in, his scarf on his head, his face full of horror and shouting,

"Troll! In the basement!"

He gave a sudden pause, seemed to be terribly frightened, and whispered, "I think you should know." He fell headfirst to the ground.

Allen's eyes sank suddenly, and he raised his eyes to glance at the teacher's seat.

The little wizards panicked, screamed and left the dining table, and the hall instantly became a mess.

Draco screamed in panic, Allen stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, pushed him back to his seat, and said calmly, "What are you panicking about!"

Perhaps it was because Alan's voice and hands were too steady, and the sweetness of chocolate came from the tip of his tongue, and Draco quickly calmed down.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but found that there was still a piece of chocolate in his mouth, so he got angry and started to bite the chocolate in his mouth.

Dumbledore raised his wand, and there were several piercing fireworks explosions, and everyone fell silent.

"Prefect," he said in a low voice, "lead the students of your college to the dormitory immediately!"

Dumbledore glanced in Alan's direction, and led the professors to find the troll.

In Allen's peripheral vision, Snape gritted his teeth and cursed, turned around and went out through the back door.

Allen's eyes sank, where would Snape go after leaving the team at this time?

I really want to use my toes.

Could it be that Quirrell attacked the things guarded by Cerberus?

He said to Draco, "Follow the team and go back to the break room!"

After that, he turned his head and left the team.

Draco yelled, "Alan, where are you going?!"

The blonde jerk!

The blond boy paid no attention to him, and the crowd rushed past them.

But for a moment,

When Draco looked again, the blond hair was nowhere to be found.

Platinum Peacock was very angry, but he had no choice but to go back with the team first.

the other side,

Allen hurried to the fourth floor.

Although I know that the sweet old man must have arranged a backup, but that is the Philosopher's Stone...

Once Quirrell succeeds, I am afraid that Voldemort will really make a comeback.

The blond crown prince cast a speeding spell on himself with a cold face——

Even if the possibility is extremely low, he will never let this danger exist!