Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Theodore, who was hidden in the corner, followed quickly.

In the dimly lit corridor, the blond crown prince seemed to be walking towards the bedroom unconsciously.

Theodore hesitated and put his hands behind his back. He thought for a long time, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the crown prince in front of him turn slightly and look in his direction accurately.

"Which one? What's the matter?"

Theodore was silent for a moment, then walked out.

"Mr. Nott?"

Allen tilted his head slightly, "What do you want from me?"

Theodore took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and said firmly, "Your Highness, I ask for your protection."

Allen glanced sideways, "I remember you are the heir of the Nott family."

The implication is that you don't seem to need my protection.

Theodore smiled wryly, "Family... You know the past and the present, you should know that my father is a Death Eater."

There was an almost quiet desperation about him.

"Even though he used the Imperius Curse as an excuse to get rid of his crimes for the sake of his family, he still believes in the Dark Lord crazily. He forced me to learn black magic, drink alcohol every day, and beat me and my mother..."

Allen looked at him quietly, and asked after a while,

"How will you prove your loyalty?"

Theodore took a deep breath, he knew that this might be his only chance to break away from the family.

He calmly said, "Unbreakable oath. I can abandon the glory of pure blood and join your Muggle camp, as long as you can rescue my mother."

The expression of the blond crown prince could not be seen clearly under the dim light.

After a while, Theodore heard the other party say,

"What I want is a nail in pure blood, don't you, Mr. Theodore?"

Theodore pursed his lips tightly, and said with difficulty, "Yes, but I think, a crown prince with great ambitions, shouldn't refuse the surrender of pure blood?"

The blond crown prince took a step in his direction and stood under the slight light.

Allen said, "It takes time to rescue Madam."

Theodore was taken aback and quickly realized.

He almost eagerly took two steps toward Allen, "Yes, yes! It's okay! I can wait!"

"If it's convenient, go to your dormitory?" Allen suggested.

Theodore calmed down, he nodded, "There is no one in my dormitory now."

He led Allen a little way forward, and invited him into his bedroom.

Theodore hesitated, "An unbreakable oath needs to be witnessed by others, doesn't it?"

Allen chuckled and took Salazar out of his pocket.

Theodore's expression was a bit complicated,

"I didn't know you would carry a portrait of your ancestors with you... wait a minute, you're a Muggleborn!"

The little snake shut its mouth under the Crown Prince's gaze and assured, "I didn't see anything."

The two stretched out their hands, their arms intertwined with each other.

The slightly frayed wand was pointing at the backs of their overlapping hands, as if a magic chain made of flames gradually tightened like a snake.

Allen said softly, "Theodore Nott, are you willing to betray the Nott family and the pure-blood camp, and belong to the Muggle camp under the leadership of Allen Cornwall?"

Theodore took a deep breath, "I do."

"Are you willing to provide Alan Cornwall with inside information about the pure-blood family, and promise not to do anything to harm him and the Muggle camp?"

Theodore nodded restrainedly, "I do."

"Are you willing to endure temporarily and earnestly carry out the orders issued by Alan Cornwall until the necessary time to rescue Mrs. Nott comes?"

Theodore said firmly, "I am willing!"

As long as you save my mother, I can betray everything that comes with me!

Salazar said with a cold face, "The contract is reached."

Theodore watched blankly as the portrait rolled up and flew into Allen's coat pocket.

"Get some rest, Theodore."

The blond crown prince stood under the light and said softly,

"Starting tomorrow, there will be hope for everything, and all hope will become reality."

Theodore stood there in a daze, not even knowing when Allen would leave.

He snapped back to his senses, covered his face lightly, and made a sound that sounded like crying and laughing.

He bent down, half happy or sad.

When he slowed down, the little snake, who had seen this side of Allen, sighed softly,

"Who would be foolish enough to make an enemy of such a man?"

He looked at his right hand, which seemed to still feel the pain of being bound by the magic chain, and then firmly clenched his hand.

—The Highness does not yet have a representative in Slytherin.

He, Theodore, must take power and make that stupid old Nott pay the price!