HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

"I pay more attention to you than to the Savior."

Allen exchanged the notes he had organized for History of Magic and Defense Against the Dark Arts in exchange for a safe and peaceful Draco, and then devoted himself to his Muggle homework.Salazar moved in his pocket, Allen raised his eyes and glanced at the little peacock who was earnestly completing the homework of the transfiguration class, raised his wand and cast an ignoring spell and a silencing spell, then took out the portrait, [Ancestor? 】

[Quirrell gave you a black magic book. 】Snake Ancestor has a serious face.

Allen was taken aback, and looked at the book on the side of the desk, [So he really has a problem. 】

Snake Ancestor nodded, 【The theft from Gringotts you mentioned probably has something to do with him. 】

Allen frowned slightly, thinking of Quirrell's timid look. It is said that it was because he went to the Albanian forest to meet a vampire a year ago... Wait, the Albanian forest!He raised his eyes, 【Let's wrong our ancestors for now. 】

Um?After a pause, Salazar was stuffed into his pocket by his juniors, and then bid farewell to Draco and went to the library.

Mrs. Pince was surprised to see him. Few first graders came to the library in the first semester. Although the purpose was to consult newspapers and periodicals, she happily pointed the way to Alan and told him not to come to the library in the first semester. The library is noisy.

No matter what she said, Allen obediently responded. After successfully gaining a wave of favorability, Allen went straight to the newspaper section and began to check the newspapers from a year ago. He did not forget to cast a silencing spell all over his house The ancestors speak.

He soon discovered that in December last year, he had been reporting on the Albanian forest for a whole month, which vaguely revealed something related to Voldemort.The entire Daily Prophet fell into a panic, and started to go crazy. Just this idea, there were different reports every day. Until January, there was really no news about Voldemort. matter.

Allen's frown deepened. The Daily Prophet is the official newspaper of the Ministry of Magic. A major case that has been reported continuously for one month has been ignored. Looking at it this way, the Ministry of Magic seems very unreliable!Especially look at this last report, which took the headlines, but there is only one sentence [The Albanian incident is clarified, the mobile black wizard committed the crime, and the Aurors have captured him! ]

It's gone?

Who is capturing the Aurors?Who is the mobile black wizard?Motives, details of the case, evidence, and follow-up of the black wizard have nothing!

Allen pursed his lips and put down the newspaper.He had just hissed when Salazar in his pocket patted his leg.He paused, lowered his eyes, and lowered his voice, "Hiss, this seems to be..."

An old and familiar voice came from behind, "Like what?"

Allen turned around and saw a smiling Dumbledore.He raised the corner of his mouth and seemed to be smiling forcedly, "I found something that seems to be related to Fu...Sorry, the mysterious person."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and seemed shocked. He became serious, "Alan, would you like to have a cup of tea in my office?"

When he arrived at the office, Allen sat upright opposite Dumbledore, rejecting the candy offered by the old man.

Dumbledore withdrew his hand and looked at Alan who didn't move the refreshment at all, "So Alan, what did you find?"

Allen lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and raised his eyes, "Professor Quirrell seems to be related to Voldemort... Sorry, the mysterious man."

Dumbledore sat up straight, his azure blue eyes stared straight into pupils like the sun shining on the sea, "This is a serious accusation, Alan."

Allen lowered his eyes again, frowned slightly and pursed his lips, seeming to know that this guess was inappropriate, but only because Salazar patted his leg, he said, "Professor Quirrell, gave me a book that seems to be A book about black magic." He weighed his words carefully, "and when he taught me the disarming spell, he was fluent and imposing. I think he is not as timid as he shows. This change is due to the A trip to Albania, and at the time, Voldemort...sorry!"

"Just call him Voldemort, Alan."

Allen was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyes for a moment, and quickly lowered his eyes, "Voldemort, it seems that he appeared in the Albanian forest... The professor's seat of Defense Against the Dark Arts was cursed by Voldemort, and Professor Quirrell happened to be at the same time Harry enrolled I joined the job for one year, and I happened to have been to Albania before joining the job...how can there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Dumbledore exclaimed, "Sharp touch, brilliant reasoning!"

Allen raised his eyes and looked at Dumbledore with some serious eyes, "Sir, please allow me to offend! Did you really not notice Professor Quirrell's abnormality?"

Dumbledore picked up a candy and blinked slightly.

Allen was puzzled, "Such a dangerous person, sir, you put him in school to teach?"

"Oh, my dear Ellen," Dumbledore replied irrelevantly, "what else have you found?"

Allen paused, and confessed everything, "There's also the theft from Gringotts, the little cloth bag, and the three-headed dog...it was discovered by your savior."

Dumbledore nodded with a smile.

Allen keenly sensed something from his attitude, it was unbelievable, "You arranged this?!"

"But Harry was able to connect Gringotts and the three-headed dog so quickly, isn't it all thanks to Allen?"

Allen is a little upset, it's good, as a principal, he put a dangerous person into the school to teach, and then set up such a big game, let a young savior who knows nothing and has no talent go to death... ...wait, savior?Allen instantly understood Dumbledore's intentions. Yes, Harry's temperament is straightforward and brave at best, and reckless at worst. He really needs guidance and training.

He gave Dumbledore a veiled, sympathetic look.

"The little prince is really smart," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Then can I ask you to help protect Harry? You know, I, an old man, have a lot of things that I can't take care of!"

Can't take care of it?Allen doesn't believe in this old fox. If you don't care about it, you can still find me going to the library to look for newspapers. I'm afraid this old fox already knew everything when he found the pile of newspapers and periodicals from a year ago.

"It's a pity, sir." Allen smirked, with a trace of regret, "Father gave me a lot of homework to bring to school, I'm afraid I don't have time."

Dumbledore handed him a piece of parchment with a smile, and Allen took it, and saw that it read:

Monday evening, six to eight, potions training - Severus Snape;

Tuesday night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], Transfiguration special training - Minerva McGonagall;

Wednesday night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], Defense Against the Dark Arts special training - Albus Dumbledore (Alan looked up at the old man in surprise);

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] p.m. on Thursday night, special training on the black arts - Quilinus Quirrell (Alan rolled his eyelids, his face was expressionless, this is really a black humor that can't be colder);

Friday night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], Charms special training - Filius Flitwick.

Allen raised his eyes with a half-smile.

Dumbledore was still smiling, "Just ask Allen to pay more attention to Harry, half as much as Mr. Malfoy."

Allen's smile became more and more perfect, and his slender fingers flexibly folded the parchment, "Of course."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After confirming Harry's matter, Dumbledore waved his hand lightly, and a book floated down from the bookshelf and piled up automatically.

"The special training arrangement will start next week. This is a second-grade book." The old man said with a smile, and then he took out a book with a black cover from the drawer and put it in the stack of books. Professor Luo's book, this one is probably more suitable for you!"

Allen looked at the stack of books that were half his height, glanced at Dumbledore implicitly, thanked him, took out his wand and nodded, and the books floated in the air one by one.

Even though he knew Alan's genius, Dumbledore was taken aback. If he remembered correctly, Alan hadn't taken a charm class yet?Seeing Allen leave and leave, with a book floating behind him, Dumbledore couldn't help shaking his head in admiration, "A guide who can completely abandon spells to perform magic! What a rare genius!" He quickly glanced at the white paper on his desk. The photo frame, and quickly moved his eyes away.