HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

Obviously, when Draco woke up the next morning, he was mad again. He threw a tantrum at Alan and hurried downstairs to eat breakfast. Lun looked at him helplessly and tenderly, softly coaxing him to eat something.

Narcissa looked at Alan, Lucius told her everything last night, she was indeed shocked by Alan's protection and connivance to Draco, which made her feel very complicated, thinking of Lucius' decision last night And acknowledging Alan, she sighed silently, "Draco, are you still angry with Alan?"

Draco pursed his lips aggrieved, "Mom! This guy!" He poked Allen on the head, "He said he would never cast a sleeping spell on me again!"

Lucius coughed lightly, Malfoy has always respected and cared for true friends, and Allen's protection of Draco comes from the bottom of his heart, how could his son know this and make trouble here without reason, he has some disapproval in his eyes, " Draco!"

Narcissa pressed her husband's arm and looked at Draco gently, "Because of what?"

Draco choked and fell silent.

Lucius answered, "Because Allen wants to protect you and doesn't want you to take risks."

Draco was even more aggrieved and poked the food on the plate.

Allen immediately said, "It's okay, Uncle Lucius." He tugged on the little peacock's sleeve, "Don't be angry, okay? I won't do it next time."

"That's what you said last time!" Draco looked at him dissatisfied.

Allen looked at him with his head tilted, "I promise, I will listen to you as long as it does not involve the safety of you and the Muggles."

Draco pursed his mouth and wrinkled his nose, taking the glass of milk.

Allen coaxed the little peacock, told the owner of the manor that he needed to report to his father, and left the manor.When Edward heard that there was a large-scale terrorist attack last night, he almost detained Allen to prevent him from going to Hogwarts, but because of Allen's insistence and the safety considerations of the little Muggle wizards, he still reluctantly Relieved.

Allen hurriedly said, "Father, the point is that an old man was killed, suspected to be the hand of Voldemort. I would like to ask you to hint to the Prime Minister to screen the elderly living alone who disappeared within a week across the country."

Edward nodded solemnly, "Don't worry." This is a very serious matter, and he sighed long.

The air in the study was stagnant, Alan paused, and smiled slightly, "Father, don't worry, with the help of the saints, my son will be fine." Edward reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth, seeing that Alan was a little uncomfortable Said, "About Draco... My son, I have already confirmed his mind and obtained the approval of his parents... Well, only his consent is left..."

Edward raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook his head helplessly in relief, "Okay... It seems that your matter is basically settled... But if this is the case, Draco's identity will have to be hidden again after the announcement ..."

"My son made it difficult for you." Alan lowered his head slightly.

"Stupid child," Edward looked at him lovingly, "this is the red line that the goddess of fate has drawn for you... Besides, as long as you are happy, nothing else matters!"

Allen arrived at Malfoy Manor again, took Draco to bid farewell to the host and hostess of the manor, and boarded the Hogwarts Express together.They arrived at Hogwarts, and it was the same process as before, except that after the dinner this year, Dumbledore announced that the Quidditch game would be cancelled. Just when everyone was downcast, the old man said again, "Because this year's Hogwarts Hereby will host a grand event in October—the Triwizard Tournament!"

The little wizards were all whispering, and soon those who knew it spread to others.

At this time, the door opened suddenly, and a wizard with a very attractive appearance came in. His right eye was intact, but there was a magic eye on the left, which was spinning around. He was leaning on a cane, but his walking speed was slow. Slowly, Alan noticed what appeared to be metal on one of his feet.

Dumbledore stepped forward to hug him and introduced to everyone, "This is your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this semester, Professor Alastor Moody!"

Everyone reluctantly clapped their hands. Moody's aura was too impressive. He stood there with a terrifying aura lingering all over his body. The magic eye kept turning, looking at Harry and then at Alan. Picking up the small wine bottle that he carried with him, he raised his head and took a sip.

Dumbledore smiled and let Moody take the seat, and then continued, "Then, let's continue just now. In fact, the Triwizard Tournament began 700 years ago. It is the three major magic schools-Hogwarts, Durmster Long and Beauxbatons, a friendly competition in which each school selects a warrior to compete in, the three schools rotate every five years, but it has not been held for more than a century because of the high number of deaths gone."

The students in the hall whispered excitedly.

"There have been several attempts over the centuries to bring back the game," continued Dumbledore, "without success, however, our Ministry of Magic's Department of International Cooperation and Magical Competitions has decided that the time is ripe for a resumption, and therefore— —”

"The principals of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang will bring the contestants they have selected to our school in October, and the contestants' trials will be held on Halloween. Those who win the championship will have eternal glory and be recorded in the history!"

"However," Dumbledore paused, and the hall fell silent again, "After discussing with the principals of the three schools and the Ministry of Magic, we have decided to limit the age of the contestants for this competition—little wizards under the age of 17 are not allowed to enter the competition." was allowed to enroll.

"It's a necessary measure because the game is dangerous. I will go out and make sure that underage students don't fool our impartial judges."

"Remember, the teams from both schools will be arriving in October and will be with us for most of this year, and I hope you will show all your hospitality to our guests during this time - it's getting late, I I hope you will stay awake in class tomorrow, relax your mind, this is very important, go to rest."

Allen looked at Draco with an indifferent face, lowered his eyes and touched the wand in his pocket.

This year will never be easy, the reappearance of the Death Eaters is proof that Voldemort must have found his old servant - only in this way can he mobilize the original Death Eaters to carry out terrorist attacks, but obviously, he has not recovered his strength yet Otherwise, those people in Azkaban, his most loyal servants should have been released!

Moody's class was surprising and a little angry. He showed the three unforgivable curses in front of all the students, and even used the Imperius Curse to control the poisonous spider to crawl on the students' faces. The gloating Draco blocked the spider and was detained by him.

"Well, Mr. Cornwall, did you block the spider with the Armor Charm?" He rapped the ground heavily with his cane.

Allen was expressionless, and lowered his eyes slightly, "Professor, I don't think it's appropriate to demonstrate the three Unforgivable Curses in public."

"Hmph!" Moody snorted coldly, "Are you questioning me? Let me tell you, students like you don't know black magic, you have to understand your opponent, and you have to be ready to resist at all times! Hexes will be cast on you A wizard won't tell you what he's doing. He's not going to cast a spell on you in a friendly, polite manner in front of your face, so you have to be on your guard, you have to be vigilant!"

"I understand, Professor." Allen looked up and smiled, "I don't mind your demonstration in public at all..."

Anyway, it wasn't me who was scared!

"...And it's good for little wizards to learn about this." Allen smiled, "It's just that I don't like spiders flying on my classmates' faces... that's all."

Moody's magic eyes looked at him menacingly.

"Thank you very much for taking over the position of professor to protect us," Allen took a step back, "If you don't mind, I'll leave first." He waited for ten seconds, before Moody could speak, he leaned over and left up.

The peaceful life continued until October. During this period, the dean of each college has to take on the important task of teaching the students of the college to dance, because there will be a Yule Ball on Christmas this year to welcome those guests from afar.

Allen originally had expectations for Snape, but most of the students in the Snake Academy were either rich or noble, and ballroom dancing was a breeze, so Snape naturally delegated the task of teaching dance to the prefects at all levels.

But in fact, there is no one to teach. Allen looked at Draco beside him with some pity. The little peacock must also dance very well. Can he invite this person to be his dance partner?

This day in October is the day when the two schools arrive at Hogwarts.

There was an air of cheerful anticipation in the school that day, everyone was a little absent-minded in class, more interested in those from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang in the evening, and even Snape allowed their absent-mindedness in Potions class , I finished class half an hour early.

They rushed into the corridor and were ordered by the professors to line up. They have been looking forward to the arrival of the guests. This afternoon, there was no cloud in the sky. They waited for a long time. When the sky was a little dark, they flew from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. A flying car, a huge black shadow flitted across the treetops of the forest, and a huge, gorgeous powder-blue carriage was drawn towards them by twelve white flying horses.

Hagrid was waving a sign below to direct, but the coachman seemed to have a bad aim and almost hit Hagrid, but fortunately he jumped aside nimbly.

Then, a strange sound came, and the calm water of the Black Lake stirred up, and the waves hit the muddy lake shore, and a vortex appeared in the middle, as if a big piston had just been pulled out from the bottom of the lake... A boat moved slowly Floating to the surface majesticly, the dim light shimmered in the porthole, and soon, after the loud sound of discharge, the boat fully appeared on the lake and drove towards the shore...

In the evening, there were many kinds of desserts on the four long tables, and they finally got to see the true faces of these visitors from afar——

Standing on a temporary stage, Dumbledore announced loudly: "Let us welcome the beautiful ladies from Beauxbatons, and their headmaster, Mrs. Maxime!"

The door was slowly opened, and a group of beautiful girls in light blue silk robes trotted forward, showing their charm along the way, dancing gracefully, an obviously very young girl dressed in a gorgeous pink dancer Danced lightly in their uniforms, they reached the open space in front of the long table all the way, waving a group of blue magic butterflies, and after the dance was over, the leading girl pulled the little girl to give a curtain call ceremony to everyone.

At this time, a very large lady came slowly. She was wearing a black silk robe, and she wore moonstone jewelry on her neck and fingers. She swept past the surprised students and walked to Dumbledore. Beside her, the hand with the opal ring was stretched out, and Dumbledore kissed the back of her hand, hardly needing to bend down.

"Dear Madame Maxime," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts!"

"Dumbledore," Madam Massime said in a deep voice, "are you all right?"

"I am fine, thank you."

After sending Madam Maxime to the stage to sit down, Dumbledore stood in front of the stage again, "Next, let us welcome the proud son from the north and their headmaster Karkaroff!"

A group of muscular boys entered in a single file, holding golden long sticks in their hands, the things they learned in martial arts magic class, and they slammed the floor back and forth, and then they rolled to the front, and several men faced each other. The wand blew out several fire dragons, and everyone was shocked by their momentum.Then, Karkaroff strode in through the gate, followed by Krum and Floria, and Floria looked quite decent when she was serious, but the blond hair was too eye-catching.

Some young wizards in the hall had already discovered Krum, and they were excitedly discussing the matter of signing.

"Dumbledore!" Karkaroff greeted enthusiastically. "How are you? My dear fellow, how are you?"

"Very well, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.

Karkaroff smiled and looked at the young wizards gathered together. When he saw Alan, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to look away indifferently.

The Durmstrang boys sat down at the Slytherin table, led by Krum and Floria.

Soon, a golden pagoda taller than Dumbledore by a head was lifted onto the platform by four Aurors. Barty Crouch appeared and shook hands with Dumbledore.

The old man stood next to it on the stage, "Everyone, I have a few words to say!" When the hall fell silent, he said, "The student who won the Triwizard Tournament will have eternal glory, but to get the glory, he Three extremely dangerous missions must be completed. Therefore, the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic has introduced new regulations, and please let Director Barty Crouch explain them to us."

"After careful consideration, in order to ensure the safety of young wizards, the Ministry of Magic has decided that young wizards under the age of 17 are not allowed to sign up for this competition!"

The little wizards at Hogwarts had been vaccinated by Dumbledore long ago, so they didn't feel very restless, but they were all depressed, only the twins were very upset.

After Barty Crouch stepped back, Dumbledore stepped forward again, pointed at the tip of the pagoda with his wand, and swiped from top to bottom. The pagoda disappeared into a golden solution as if it had melted, revealing the Quaint mug.

The moment the golden solution completely disappeared from the unremarkable cup, a dark blue fire burst out from inside, and the flames jumped, very majestic.

Dumbledore said, "This is the Goblet of Fire. Students who want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament just need to write their names on a piece of parchment and throw it into the Goblet of Fire. We will reveal the three schools on Halloween. Warrior! Please be careful, once you are selected, you will fight alone! The Triwizard Tournament will begin!"

The dinner that followed was very rigorous, and even Floria was embarrassed to come to Alan, so she spent the night in peace, and the next morning, Floria found Alan at the breakfast table with a smile , He lay next to Allen's ear, "Hey my dear cousin, to be honest, you won't go to the competition, will you?"

Everyone was surprised that he was so close to Alan, and Alan hadn't avoided it yet, but Draco got angry and pushed Floria aside, his eyes were a little bit unfriendly.

Floria raised his hands with complicated eyes, he finally understood why the peacock always slammed the door when he saw him at first, he surrendered, "Okay, Draco, I'll stay away from him, I know he It's yours!"

Draco paused and looked away.

"No." Allen looked at Draco with a smile, ignored everyone's curious eyes, and handed him a sandwich, "Try British food."

"That's good!" Floria breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down beside Allen, "If you participate in the competition, how can the champion get someone else's turn?"

Allen smiled helplessly, "Why are you and Krum here?"

Floria wrinkled her nose, "Durmstrang held a duel and used rankings to decide who would follow. None of them made it into the top twelve."

Allen laughed, "Then why did you get in?"

Floria slapped the table, "Alan, that's too much! Didn't I do it for you?!"

Allen hurriedly comforted him, said to Draco and motioned him to go out and talk.

They found a place to avoid portraits and ghosts, Floria whispered, "Uncle." Allen raised his hand to stop him, took him one step into the Forbidden Forest, and then went to Slater through that passage Lin's secret room, which made him start talking.

Floria looked at the secret room, was startled by Haierbo, and looked around Haierbo, "Hey, isn't this the legendary basilisk?"

Haierbo curled up aggrievedly, glanced at Allen, and then swam into the water and disappeared.

The unwelcome Floria rubbed her hands regretfully, and took out a small box from her pocket, "My cousin asked me to bring it to you, the saint's initial curtain summoning ceremony was too ostentatious, this is his Invented a new summoning method, it is said that it can also communicate."

Allen took it and opened it. Inside was a ring marked by the Deathly Hallows. He put the ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and the ring disappeared. He looked at it and tried to touch it lightly. Nicklaus' voice came from inside, "Little master?"

Allen said, "Nicklaus, what is the current arrangement of the Saints?"

"It has been secretly stationed in the UK. Part of it is protecting my cousin in the Muggle world, and the other part is temporarily staying in Hogsmeade Village with me," Nicklaus said in a very steady voice, "I will be a transfer between you and the saints, If you give an order, I will bring someone to show up."

Allen nodded in relief, and instructed, "Be careful and conceal."

"Yes."

Allen touched again, and Nicklaus' voice disappeared.

Floria was a little sour, "He is so respectful to you, he doesn't even call me by my first name!"

"Then he told the Ministry of Magic to take good care of you?" Allen smiled, "Besides, it's good that you don't need this thing."

Floria frowned, "You mean that mysterious man?"

"As far as I can tell, the Goblet of Fire will never be peaceful." He looked up, "Be careful yourself. Also," he twirled the Philosopher's Stone ring in his right hand, "keep an eye on Karkaroff for me—he's probably an eater. Dead Apostle, I suspect he organized the previous attack on me in Germany."

Floria couldn't believe it, "I'm going! This old man is really not a good guy!"

If Voldemort wanted to attack the Goblet of Fire, he might have secretly intervened, but it was more likely that he would directly contact Karkaroff, who could justifiably come in... Moody should also pay attention.

Allen's eyes darkened slightly, and he sent Floria away.He'll have to find a way to make some new weapons... Alchemy should come in handy!