HP Crown Prince Adventures 2
Chapter 18
Sometimes simplicity is not good.
Soon there were two more Quidditch matches. Before the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match, Harry was very nervous because Snape was the referee for this match. He cursed.
Allen tried to persuade him twice, but seeing that it was useless, he had to send a letter to Dumbledore, asking him to attend the game to defend the savior who was scared half to death due to persecution paranoia!Of course, the wording in the letter was not so sharp, on the contrary it was very gentle.
Seeing that Harry was a little angry because he saw Dumbledore settle down, he really wanted to ask the savior if your persecution paranoia could be used in the right place—such as being vigilant against Quirrell, or remembering that you are Voldemort wants to kill the sworn enemy, so study hard!
Draco satirized the Gryffindor team, "Do you know how the Gryffindor team picks players?" A few minutes later, when Snape awarded the Hufflepuff team a free throw for no reason He said aloud, "They pick people they feel sorry for. Like Potter, who has no parents, and the Weasley brothers, who have no money - you should be in the team too, Neville Long Patton, because you have no brains."
Allen knew that he was still angry because everyone questioned his ability after the last game, so he didn't care about it. Moreover, the feud between a group of pure blood does not belong to the scope of the crown prince's responsibility. It is only lightened when the words are too sharp. Give him a pat.
Harry suddenly made a beautiful dive, which caused the audience to exclaim and cheer.Hermione stood up, her sideburns gleaming—she was carrying the hairpin Ellen had given her, and Harry shot to the ground like a bullet.
"You're lucky, Weasley, Potter apparently saw money on the ground!" Draco sneered.
Ron sprang into action.Before Draco knew what was going on, Ron jumped on top of him and knocked him to the ground.Neville hesitated for a moment, then also rolled over from the back of the seat to help.
Allen quickly took out his wand to separate them, carefully helped Draco up, and at the same time comforted Ron and the others.
"Come on, Harry!" shrieked Hermione, jumping on her seat and watching Harry make a beeline for Snape.In the air, Snape had just started his broomstick when he saw something golden fly past his ear, just inches away - and then Harry stopped the dive.He raised his arm triumphantly, and the Snitch was held tightly in his hand.
Allen had just stopped the group brawl among the wizards, and the stands were already boiling—this was a new record, and no one could remember the time in which the Snitch was caught so quickly in a game.
"Ron, Ron! Where are you? The game's over! Harry's won! We've won! Gryffindor is ahead!" screamed Hermione, jumping up and down on her chair and holding on tight. He hugged Allen who had just passed by.
Alan: …
Does this girl still remember that she is the crown prince and it is impolite to touch her casually?And his identity as a Slytherin was probably forgotten by the girl.
In the end, Allen wanted to say that the crowd is the most annoying thing.
The three little ones ran over to tell Alan about Snape's suspicion, because Harry saw him threatening Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest.
Allen showed a perfect smirk, feeling that sooner or later he would be mad at him, "Did you go to the Forbidden Forest?"
Harry stuttered instantly, "Uh, that, that's because..."
Alan glanced at him silently, trying to persuade, "Harry, listen, you're just an 11-year-old wizard, you don't even know a few spells, no matter what the three-headed dog guards or what Voldemort wants to steal, you There is no need to participate."
Ron's face turned pale, "Allen, don't say that name..."
"Why is it unnecessary?" Harry interrupted Allen for the first time, looking hurt and puzzled, "Your Highness, no matter what Voldemort wants to do, I must stop him! He killed my parents!"
Ron turned even paler.
Allen was silent, and smiled helplessly after a while. He took out his wand and tapped Harry's glasses, and said, "Your glasses have been turned into a disposable portkey by me. If your life is in danger, if you touch the glasses, it will will bring you to me."
The three little ones looked at each other happily, and then heard Allen say, "You can stop Voldemort if you want to, but I won't stop it again. As for Nick Flamel, I will give you a hint, chocolate frog!"
Allen left after saying that, leaving the three little ones frowning in thought.
The Quidditch season is over, and Slytherin wins the Quidditch Cup with a narrow [-]-point advantage over Gryffindor. Their points are really tight.
Allen had to admit that the Gryffindor team was very strong. If there was no problem with Harry's broom in the first game, or if Draco hadn't spotted the Snitch so quickly, the Quidditch Cup must belong to Gryffindor.
Harry was obviously comforted, and he soon regained his vigor.The next day the three little ones ran up to Allen happily, shouting that they had found Nick Flamel.
Hermione was both happy and annoyed, "So he's on Dumbledore's card! I never found out!"
Allen nodded, "So, do you know what the Cerberus is guarding?"
The three looked at each other, and said at the same time, "Sorcerer's Stone!"
Harry said again, "Your Highness, we have one more thing to ask for your help." Seeing Alan nod his head, the three of them said one by one, "We went to Hagrid's place last night, and he has a dragon egg! You know , he has always wanted to raise a dragon!"
Allen became interested, and when he was really sleepy, someone gave him a pillow!
"That's a Norwegian Ridgeback egg!" added Ron.
"The point is," said Hermione, "Hagrid wants to raise dragons at school, it's too dangerous!"
Allen nodded seriously, "This matter is indeed dangerous. If I find a good place for this dragon, will you agree?"
The three little ones said in surprise, "Of course!"
Allen smiled, "Then I would trouble you to tell Hagrid to prepare him mentally!"
Harry replied, "No problem!"
Back in the dormitory, Allen looked at the little peacock happily, "Draco, I found a wonderful gift for you!"
Draco paused, sat up, interested, "What?"
"Dragon!" Allen smiled, "Hagrid got a Norwegian Ridgeback dragon egg. It's too dangerous to raise a dragon in school, and you always have to move it. Do you want it? Is there any place to raise it?"
"Of course!" Draco looked up arrogantly, "Our family has more than one manor!"
Allen looked at him and smiled, suddenly realized something, and the smile slowly disappeared.Why would Hagrid have a dragon egg at this very moment?What's up for Hagrid?What happened recently?
Allen suddenly raised his eyes, the Philosopher's Stone!Cerberus!So, is Quirrell already aware of the way through Cerberus? !Draco was surprised, "Alan, what's the matter with you?" Allen subconsciously smiled perfectly when he looked up, "It's nothing! I have a little thing, go out."
Alan took a step to the outside of Hagrid's hut, saw Hagrid playing the flute sadly, the sound was a bit like an owl, he smiled and started to talk.
"Oh, I won Norbert by playing cards. That wizard seems to be eager to make a move. Of course, how many people dare to walk around with dragon eggs?... I told him that even Lu Wei can control it." Submissive, a dragon is nothing at all...Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with, play some music to it, and it immediately fell asleep—"
Hagrid's voice stopped abruptly, and a terrified expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Allen quickly reassured him, "I won't tell anyone!"
Hagrid calmed down and nodded, "I believe in you, Alan." Alan asked, "Do you still remember the appearance of that stranger who played cards with you?"
"Don't know," said Hagrid, shaking his head palely. "He won't take off his cloak."
He hurriedly explained, as if trying to make amends for himself, "What's so strange about this, the Pig's Head Bar—it's the bar in the village, there are always some weird guys patronizing it. Maybe that guy is a dragon vendor. I Never got to see his face, he's wearing a hood."
Allen smiled, "That's right, Hagrid! He's just a dragon seller, so you don't have to worry about that."
Hagrid felt relieved, and Alan bid him farewell immediately.
He stepped to the restricted area on the fourth floor, paused, regained his composure, calmed down, stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, took out a black magic book from his pocket after his complexion improved, and stepped outside the door of Quirrell's office.He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and showed a slight smile to the shy man who opened the door, "Professor, I have a question that I don't understand, and I want to ask you for advice!"
Quirrell stammered and asked him to come in, smelling of the bottle of perfume that Alan had sent him. He first thanked Alan for the gift, and then explained the issue to Alan very gently and patiently.After half an hour, Allen said goodbye.After Allen left, another voice suddenly came from the room, "This kid is really a genius! That talent is even better than mine!"
There was a look of horror and admiration on Quirrell's face, "Master, how can he compare with you?"
The sound is gone.
Quirrell glanced at the door with some concern, that child, the master won't hurt him, right?
Allen, who was standing invisible outside the door, lowered his eyes. He confirmed that Quirrell hadn't got the Philosopher's Stone, but that voice—was it Voldemort?However, there was only Quirrell and him in the room just now, if there was a third person, with his keen sense of magic power, there is no reason why he couldn't feel it!
Soon there were two more Quidditch matches. Before the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match, Harry was very nervous because Snape was the referee for this match. He cursed.
Allen tried to persuade him twice, but seeing that it was useless, he had to send a letter to Dumbledore, asking him to attend the game to defend the savior who was scared half to death due to persecution paranoia!Of course, the wording in the letter was not so sharp, on the contrary it was very gentle.
Seeing that Harry was a little angry because he saw Dumbledore settle down, he really wanted to ask the savior if your persecution paranoia could be used in the right place—such as being vigilant against Quirrell, or remembering that you are Voldemort wants to kill the sworn enemy, so study hard!
Draco satirized the Gryffindor team, "Do you know how the Gryffindor team picks players?" A few minutes later, when Snape awarded the Hufflepuff team a free throw for no reason He said aloud, "They pick people they feel sorry for. Like Potter, who has no parents, and the Weasley brothers, who have no money - you should be in the team too, Neville Long Patton, because you have no brains."
Allen knew that he was still angry because everyone questioned his ability after the last game, so he didn't care about it. Moreover, the feud between a group of pure blood does not belong to the scope of the crown prince's responsibility. It is only lightened when the words are too sharp. Give him a pat.
Harry suddenly made a beautiful dive, which caused the audience to exclaim and cheer.Hermione stood up, her sideburns gleaming—she was carrying the hairpin Ellen had given her, and Harry shot to the ground like a bullet.
"You're lucky, Weasley, Potter apparently saw money on the ground!" Draco sneered.
Ron sprang into action.Before Draco knew what was going on, Ron jumped on top of him and knocked him to the ground.Neville hesitated for a moment, then also rolled over from the back of the seat to help.
Allen quickly took out his wand to separate them, carefully helped Draco up, and at the same time comforted Ron and the others.
"Come on, Harry!" shrieked Hermione, jumping on her seat and watching Harry make a beeline for Snape.In the air, Snape had just started his broomstick when he saw something golden fly past his ear, just inches away - and then Harry stopped the dive.He raised his arm triumphantly, and the Snitch was held tightly in his hand.
Allen had just stopped the group brawl among the wizards, and the stands were already boiling—this was a new record, and no one could remember the time in which the Snitch was caught so quickly in a game.
"Ron, Ron! Where are you? The game's over! Harry's won! We've won! Gryffindor is ahead!" screamed Hermione, jumping up and down on her chair and holding on tight. He hugged Allen who had just passed by.
Alan: …
Does this girl still remember that she is the crown prince and it is impolite to touch her casually?And his identity as a Slytherin was probably forgotten by the girl.
In the end, Allen wanted to say that the crowd is the most annoying thing.
The three little ones ran over to tell Alan about Snape's suspicion, because Harry saw him threatening Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest.
Allen showed a perfect smirk, feeling that sooner or later he would be mad at him, "Did you go to the Forbidden Forest?"
Harry stuttered instantly, "Uh, that, that's because..."
Alan glanced at him silently, trying to persuade, "Harry, listen, you're just an 11-year-old wizard, you don't even know a few spells, no matter what the three-headed dog guards or what Voldemort wants to steal, you There is no need to participate."
Ron's face turned pale, "Allen, don't say that name..."
"Why is it unnecessary?" Harry interrupted Allen for the first time, looking hurt and puzzled, "Your Highness, no matter what Voldemort wants to do, I must stop him! He killed my parents!"
Ron turned even paler.
Allen was silent, and smiled helplessly after a while. He took out his wand and tapped Harry's glasses, and said, "Your glasses have been turned into a disposable portkey by me. If your life is in danger, if you touch the glasses, it will will bring you to me."
The three little ones looked at each other happily, and then heard Allen say, "You can stop Voldemort if you want to, but I won't stop it again. As for Nick Flamel, I will give you a hint, chocolate frog!"
Allen left after saying that, leaving the three little ones frowning in thought.
The Quidditch season is over, and Slytherin wins the Quidditch Cup with a narrow [-]-point advantage over Gryffindor. Their points are really tight.
Allen had to admit that the Gryffindor team was very strong. If there was no problem with Harry's broom in the first game, or if Draco hadn't spotted the Snitch so quickly, the Quidditch Cup must belong to Gryffindor.
Harry was obviously comforted, and he soon regained his vigor.The next day the three little ones ran up to Allen happily, shouting that they had found Nick Flamel.
Hermione was both happy and annoyed, "So he's on Dumbledore's card! I never found out!"
Allen nodded, "So, do you know what the Cerberus is guarding?"
The three looked at each other, and said at the same time, "Sorcerer's Stone!"
Harry said again, "Your Highness, we have one more thing to ask for your help." Seeing Alan nod his head, the three of them said one by one, "We went to Hagrid's place last night, and he has a dragon egg! You know , he has always wanted to raise a dragon!"
Allen became interested, and when he was really sleepy, someone gave him a pillow!
"That's a Norwegian Ridgeback egg!" added Ron.
"The point is," said Hermione, "Hagrid wants to raise dragons at school, it's too dangerous!"
Allen nodded seriously, "This matter is indeed dangerous. If I find a good place for this dragon, will you agree?"
The three little ones said in surprise, "Of course!"
Allen smiled, "Then I would trouble you to tell Hagrid to prepare him mentally!"
Harry replied, "No problem!"
Back in the dormitory, Allen looked at the little peacock happily, "Draco, I found a wonderful gift for you!"
Draco paused, sat up, interested, "What?"
"Dragon!" Allen smiled, "Hagrid got a Norwegian Ridgeback dragon egg. It's too dangerous to raise a dragon in school, and you always have to move it. Do you want it? Is there any place to raise it?"
"Of course!" Draco looked up arrogantly, "Our family has more than one manor!"
Allen looked at him and smiled, suddenly realized something, and the smile slowly disappeared.Why would Hagrid have a dragon egg at this very moment?What's up for Hagrid?What happened recently?
Allen suddenly raised his eyes, the Philosopher's Stone!Cerberus!So, is Quirrell already aware of the way through Cerberus? !Draco was surprised, "Alan, what's the matter with you?" Allen subconsciously smiled perfectly when he looked up, "It's nothing! I have a little thing, go out."
Alan took a step to the outside of Hagrid's hut, saw Hagrid playing the flute sadly, the sound was a bit like an owl, he smiled and started to talk.
"Oh, I won Norbert by playing cards. That wizard seems to be eager to make a move. Of course, how many people dare to walk around with dragon eggs?... I told him that even Lu Wei can control it." Submissive, a dragon is nothing at all...Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with, play some music to it, and it immediately fell asleep—"
Hagrid's voice stopped abruptly, and a terrified expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Allen quickly reassured him, "I won't tell anyone!"
Hagrid calmed down and nodded, "I believe in you, Alan." Alan asked, "Do you still remember the appearance of that stranger who played cards with you?"
"Don't know," said Hagrid, shaking his head palely. "He won't take off his cloak."
He hurriedly explained, as if trying to make amends for himself, "What's so strange about this, the Pig's Head Bar—it's the bar in the village, there are always some weird guys patronizing it. Maybe that guy is a dragon vendor. I Never got to see his face, he's wearing a hood."
Allen smiled, "That's right, Hagrid! He's just a dragon seller, so you don't have to worry about that."
Hagrid felt relieved, and Alan bid him farewell immediately.
He stepped to the restricted area on the fourth floor, paused, regained his composure, calmed down, stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, took out a black magic book from his pocket after his complexion improved, and stepped outside the door of Quirrell's office.He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and showed a slight smile to the shy man who opened the door, "Professor, I have a question that I don't understand, and I want to ask you for advice!"
Quirrell stammered and asked him to come in, smelling of the bottle of perfume that Alan had sent him. He first thanked Alan for the gift, and then explained the issue to Alan very gently and patiently.After half an hour, Allen said goodbye.After Allen left, another voice suddenly came from the room, "This kid is really a genius! That talent is even better than mine!"
There was a look of horror and admiration on Quirrell's face, "Master, how can he compare with you?"
The sound is gone.
Quirrell glanced at the door with some concern, that child, the master won't hurt him, right?
Allen, who was standing invisible outside the door, lowered his eyes. He confirmed that Quirrell hadn't got the Philosopher's Stone, but that voice—was it Voldemort?However, there was only Quirrell and him in the room just now, if there was a third person, with his keen sense of magic power, there is no reason why he couldn't feel it!
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