HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

Alan was dragged to Malfoy's compartment by Draco, and brought him a bunch of Muggle snacks.Today's weather was not very good. As the train drove north, the rain became more dense, and the glass windows gave off a faint gray light.

Draco frowned, the ring finger of his right hand had already worn the family crest ring Lucius sent, "Oh, what a horrible weather!"

Allen smiled, but kept his eyes slightly lowered.

The black magic aura on my body is too strong for wizards to feel it, but pure dark creatures like dementors can feel it... Moreover, the influence of dementors on little wizards is indeed too great!

His eyes cooled down, hearing the sound of Draco biting into potato chips.

The light is getting dimmer, the train is moving slower and slower, the lights in the corridor flicker and go out.The sound of the rumbling of the train and the howling of the wind came from the dark carriage, and the windows were hit by the rain, which merged into a stream of water and fell.

The train stopped, there was the thud of a salute falling from a rack outside, and then all the lights on the train went out, leaving them in total darkness.

Allen frowned, feeling the lower and lower temperature, and put a heat-retaining spell on them.

Draco sat next to him with some fear. Allen's body froze. He felt the little peacock constantly rubbing his arms, exhaled white air from his mouth, swallowed indiscernibly, and took the little peacock into his arms. It was beating faster and faster, as if it was going to jump out of the throat.

Allen was hugged stiffly by Draco, seeing the little peacock frowning and looking up, "Oh, damn it, isn't it, the dementors still want to check the train?" He swallowed, "I don't feel like I'm going to won't laugh anymore."

At this time, their compartment was opened. It was a hand with only black bones, and a rotten smell came. The dementor took a look, saw Alan, turned around and floated away immediately, and closed it for them. the door.Draco raised his head, but didn't even sneer.

Allen stared fixedly at the frosty and foggy compartment door, turned to Draco and cast a bunch of protective spells on him, then got up, "I'll go and have a look behind."

Draco held him back, with worried eyes, "Alan, that's a dementor!"

Allen chuckled, and put his hand down calmly, "Dementors can't hurt me."

Draco suddenly realized that this guy would be blessed with the Patronus Charm, so he waved his hands in a very low mood, "Okay, descendants of Slytherin, go and come back!"

Allen walked back all the way, and the dementor felt the strong black magic aura on his body and fled quickly. He passed by one car after another, took out the chocolate in his pocket to share with everyone, and bumped into a man in a shirt. Shabby wizard.

Seeing him, the wizard frowned, "Student? Go back to your compartment!"

Allen paused, remembering the letter Dumbledore had given him, and smiled slightly, "Is it the new Professor Lupine? The dementor checks the compartment, don't worry, I've already calmed down the students in the front compartment. "

Lupine paused, "Well, you are?"

"Alan Cornwall!" Allen leaned slightly, "What do you want?"

Lupine nodded with some relief, "Oh, I've heard of you, the very talented Muggle Crown Prince. Then, Alan, if you don't mind, I'll go and have a word with the driver."

Allen turned slightly to make way for him, and continued to knock on the doors of boxes one by one to appease the little wizards.

Lupine glanced back at him and smiled very gratifyingly.

Allen calmed down the little wizards all the way, and knocked on the last box. The dementor had already felt the breath on Allen's body and escaped. Allen looked at the dark compartment expressionlessly, and clapped his hands. Everyone in the train The lights are all brightened up.

"Your Highness?"

"Ellen?"

Hermione and Ron were a little surprised, but soon relieved, Hermione immediately asked, "Your Highness, what was that just now?"

"Dementors." Allen handed them chocolates. "This year there will be dementors in the school. I think you all know that Sirius escaped from prison..."

"He's coming to kill me..." Harry answered with a dazed expression.

Allen paused and patted Harry on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Hogwarts is safe!"

He quickly returned to Draco, stuffed a piece of chocolate into the man's mouth, hugged the little peacock hesitantly, and patted the man's back for comfort. They didn't speak for the rest of the journey until the train Stopping at Hogsmeade Station, Draco said, "Dementors suck!"

The little wizards scrambled to get out of the car, and the platform was also very cold, as if infected by dementors, and the icy rain rustled underground.

Hagrid told the first-year wizards to cross the river carefully, and they set foot on the rough dirt road, where many carriages were waiting.Allen saw two skinny black pegasus with dragon-like heads and huge bat wings in front of the carriages. He had no research on magical animals, so he asked, "What are those animals? The ones pulling the carriages? "

Draco gave him a strange look, "Hey Alan, where are the animals? These carriages drive automatically!"

A dreamy girl's voice appeared, "That's Ye Qi, only those who have seen death can see them."

Draco looked at the carriage again, trembled, and muttered, "I would never want to see such a thing."

Ellen glanced at her and saw that she was wearing a pair of ingenious carrot earrings, so he smiled. "You can see them too. I am really sorry for that."

The girl glanced at him erratically, "You're really nice, Alan." She glanced at Draco and left with sleepwalking steps.

The little wizards quickly got into the car, and after closing the door, the car swayed and set off.

Allen looked at those night unicorns in a daze, and thought of Lemay again—he would think of those two old men whenever he touched alchemy, so he hasn't made anything himself yet.

The carriage passed a splendid iron gate, flanked by stone pillars with winged golden pigs, and on either side stood a dementor, but they brought no protection, only chill.The little wizards couldn't help touching their arms. Allen glanced at Draco, cast a warming spell on him, and walked forward holding his hand, "Don't worry, Draco, I'm here!"

Draco glanced at him and muttered, "I can take care of myself too!"

Allen chuckled, "I've always believed that."

The sorting was over soon, and Allen was already indifferent to the sorting hat that crazily praised Slytherin and refused to give them new students. He let the hat can't wait to end the sorting ceremony, and they returned to the lounge.

After the chief challenge was over, Allen promoted the learning of spell practice to the first-year freshmen. He smiled gently and perfectly, announcing that the first class of this year would teach the patron saint spell against dementors-the learning is now equivalent to one of all courses. Small stove.

The little wizards were very happy. They had heard about His Highness' deeds at home and on the train, and they admired him very much. Now that they had the opportunity to get close, they were even more happy.Allen gently coaxed the little wizards to the dormitory. This year's seventh-grade prefect looked at him, "Your Highness, you don't have to be so gentle at all!"

Allen looked at him helplessly, "You really don't need to call me Your Highness!"

The prefect shook his head, "You are the rightful crown prince and a descendant of Slytherin. The mysterious man needs to have the title of lord, of course we have to call you His Highness!"

Allen glanced at him and let him go.