HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

The atmosphere of Transfiguration class on the second day was a bit dull. Although they changed to a big and beautiful round hall classroom and brought their own pets, everyone was a little listless.Professor McGonagall seemed unaffected, still very serious.She is standing on the podium, and on the shelf next to her is a long-billed mynah. "In this lesson, we learn to turn animals into goblets!" She pointed at the starling next to her with her wand, and tapped three times, "One, two, three, VeraVerto!"

The starling first faded its color, and then turned into a transparent goblet.

Everyone showed amazed expressions.

Professor McGonagall nodded and walked down from the podium, "So which one of you will try first?" She glanced at Alan and turned to Ron, "Mr. Weasley, you come first? One, two, three , Vera Verto!"

Ron nodded, in front of him was a brown mouse with not very good fur, and his wand seemed to be broken, barely taped, he cleared his throat, the wand tapped the mouse three times, and read, "VeraVerto !” The mouse paused and turned into a goblet with brown mouse hair and even a tail!

Everyone burst into laughter.

Draco put his hand on the back of Allen's chair and sneered when he saw this.

Professor McGonagall was a little speechless, she said, "Your wand should be changed, Mr. Weasley."

At this time, Hermione raised her hand suddenly, and after Professor McGonagall nodded, she asked, "Professor, can you tell us about the Chamber of Secrets?"

Allen's eyes froze, and he followed everyone to the podium.

Professor McGonagall paused, but she found that all the little wizards were very interested, so she had to say, "Okay!" She walked back and forth, her voice trembling, and her fingers kept stroking the wand, "I think everyone knows , Hogwarts was founded 1000 years ago by four of the most powerful wizards at the time... three of the founders, they got along very well, and one didn't - Salazar Slytherin Wishing to further screen the students selected for admission, he believed that only young wizards from wizarding families could learn magic, that is, pure blood. He could not convince others, so he left the school.

"According to the legend, he opened up a secret room in the school, and sealed the secret room before leaving. When his real heir returns to the school, this heir will open the secret room and release the monster inside. At that time, To get rid of all those who Slytherin thinks are not qualified to learn magic... little Muggle wizards!"

Everyone was silent for a while.

Allen was expressionless, and he patted his robe pocket with one hand to silently comfort Salazar, clenched his fist tightly with the other hand, and his nails sank into the flesh.This is slander!It is slander!He was very angry!What made him even angrier was that everyone thought so!

Professor McGonagall thought he was worried about the little Muggle-born wizard and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm a pureblood! I'm not afraid!" Draco was very assured of his own safety, but looked at Alan with a little worry, "But, Alan, you are a Muggle, so be careful! This kind of You have to save your own life first, don't rush out just because that Muggleborn is in danger!"

Allen frowned slightly, and when he heard this, his brows stretched slightly, and he thanked with a smile. He was not worried about the safety of the Muggleborn, but it was obvious that Voldemort used the Imperius Curse to control who would open the Chamber of Secrets, but the ancestor of Salazar Make sure that person is not at school, so where is that person?

Harry's voice came, "The Heir of Slytherin is back, the question is, who is that?"

"Oh, that's obvious!" Ron exclaimed, "Think about it, who treats little Muggle-born wizards as human scum! Malfoy!"

Allen and Draco paused, and they frowned slightly. Crabbe and Goyle watched their faces carefully, not daring to speak.

Draco threw the book to Crabbe behind him and listened to the conversation with folded arms.

"I know, but how could Malfoy be the heir of Slytherin?" Hermione didn't believe it.

"Perhaps Ron is right, Hermione," Harry agreed with Ron, "the Malfoys have been Slytherins for centuries!"

"We can ask Crabbe and Goyle!" Ron suggested.

"It's shockingly stupid!" Draco snorted lightly, turned his head to Allen and said, "If only I were really the heir, it's so beautiful, and I don't have to worry about your safety!"

The little peacock can always easily soothe his anxiety, Alan smiled slightly, and pulled the man to another road, "I really hope you are the heir!" Draco tugged at him, "Hurry up! , we're going to be late for the next class! Even though it's that stupid class!"

"Well, Draco, I won't go to class," Allen held back a slight smile, and took out Dumbledore's approval note from his pocket, "The principal asked me to form a spell practice society!"

Draco narrowed his eyes and pulled Allen over, "I don't care! Come with me!"

Dumbledore's approval note was very useful, and Allen quickly established the Spell Practice Society. He united the prefects of the four colleges and gave them a piece of parchment with contract magic, asking them to help promote it and invite them to join person's signature.

The purpose of the society is to publish spell practice activities for all subjects, mainly Defense Against the Dark Arts, as well as provide study materials and provide appropriate tutoring for final exams.Within two days, almost all the little Muggle wizards signed their names, and there were fewer pure-blood wizards, most of whom were from Slytherin College, who were called by Draco to support Allen.

The first event was held on Friday afternoon. It was rare for Allen to recite the spell and showed his level. After subduing all the little wizards, he began to teach the little wizards by grade. He first taught the first-year little wizard a basic attack system, the petrification spell and the solution to the curse. , and then taught the second grade to faint, and the third grade to dispel your weapon... The spells corresponding to each grade perfectly fit what they were supposed to learn.

Then he arranged them to practice in pairs, raising their wands and changing their movements without physical contact.

Draco was in a group with Harry, the two of them squinted their eyes, and there was a smell of sex in the air.Alan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, raised Draco's hand holding the wand, and said softly, "Dizzy!"

Harry on the opposite side was knocked out, Draco smiled smugly, Alan waved his hand, and Harry woke up again.

Well, Allen admits that he is a bit suspected of abusing public affairs for personal reasons.

He maintains the usual routine of receiving Salazar's special training, learning training on Friday afternoons, and studying at Lemay's on weekends, but the manuscript part is only five thin pages, and he will finish it soon anyway, so Lemay... …Ellen frowned and tried to find a bunch of problems for Flamel, but the first weekend of November, these problems were still solved.

Allen looked at LeMay and Perenal, who refused to take the elixir, with painful eyes, "Teacher..."

LeMay's breathing eased, he smiled and felt the breeze outside the window, "Alan, death...is just another great adventure...don't feel sorry for us..."

He said in a trance, "...I saw the god of death... Well, he looks so ugly..."

Perenal smiled slightly, held Flamel's hand, sighed, and closed his eyes.

Allen sat by the window, turned his head away suddenly, his eyes were red, he tried his best to control the tears, looked at the two old people who had changed into his favorite clothes, raised his hand to release the magic power, and lightly lifted them Gently put it into a large coffin that had been opened a long time ago, he raised his arms, the coffin lid was floating beside him, Allen took a last look at the peaceful faces of the two old men, slowly put down his hands, and the coffin lid closed Seal it tightly.

He changed into a pure black suit and a fitted black windbreaker, with a white flower on his chest, his blond hair was a bit dull in this weather, and he held a beautiful bouquet of gardenias in his black-gloved hands ——Eternal love and agreement, life is always accompanied, death is the same bed.

According to the old man's will, he buried them together under the big banyan tree in the yard. No one was allowed to come. The ground covered with soil was very flat, and it was not at all obvious that the most powerful alchemist in the world was buried here. magician.

The sky was gloomy, and Allen was blowing the cold wind quietly. He stood here until it was dark, and then he put the flowers under the tree and returned to Hogwarts.

LeMay left all his inheritance to himself, and Allen closed his eyes. This old man always believes in himself so much?There was a slight irritability in his heart, and Allen immediately mobilized Occlumency, and quickly calmed down again.

Professor Salazar's black magic is always very powerful, and has a great impact on xinxing. Allen frowned slightly, took a sip of cold water, and hesitated, should he really continue to learn?But he quickly put this idea behind him, what would he do to face Voldemort if he didn't learn powerful black magic?