HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

Allen had just had dinner when the saint's ring became hot. He glanced at Draco with some doubts, and clicked on the communication, "Uncle?"

"The soul piece in the savior has awakened." The old man said bluntly.

Allen didn't care, holding Draco in one hand, the words "then kill" almost blurted out, he swallowed the words in his throat - Draco was still beside him, he evoked a smile indifferently, "How are you doing now?"

"It's hard to say, we suppressed the news, you come here."

"Okay." As soon as Allen finished speaking, the communication was cut off. He shook his head and turned to look at Draco looking at him, with worry on his brows. He smiled and pecked the man's lips, "Why? gone?"

Draco pursed his lips, "Alan, Pote..."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Allen reassured him, "Soon these things will be dealt with, and you, Uncle Lucius and Aunt Sissy can move back to Malfoy Manor."

Draco pulled a tiny arc, "Is he going to die?"

Allen stared at him for three seconds, "Do you want it?"

"Of course not!" The little peacock's eyes were clear and natural.

Allen smiled and kissed the back of his hand lightly, "As you wish, my dear Draco."

After kissing the little peacock, Allen went to say goodbye to Edward, left Nurmengard again, and landed at the gate of No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

Mrs Weasley ushered him in, looking very worried.

Hermione cried and rushed over to grab his hand, "Your Highness! Harry, he..."

Ron followed her, looking sad.

Allen motioned Mrs. Weasley to lead the way, while comforting the two of them, Lupine came over and persuaded the two children away, watching his unwavering smile hesitant to speak, and finally said, "Sirius was stunned by me He needs to rest, Harry's business, please!"

Allen tilted his head, "Mr. Lupine, I will try my best."

He went to Harry's room on the third floor and saw two old people.

Grindelwald accompanied Dumbledore casually, Allen saluted him, and he waved his hand.

Allen looked at the serious Dumbledore and smiled, "Don't worry, sir, I won't kill him." The old man showed a little surprise, and heard Allen say, "Draco doesn't want the savior to die like this, I have to Leave someone to amuse my little peacock."

The expressions of the members of the Order of the Phoenix became more complicated. It was not their illusion, the crown prince had really changed.

Allen nodded at them and pushed open the door.

"Alan Cornwall!" Harry's face was extremely pale, and he was twisted crazily because of extreme anger and roaring. He was stuffed in a magic bandage. At this moment, because of his struggle, all the bandages were tightened, killing him Trapped dead in bed.

Allen stood straight at him and leaned slightly, "His Royal Highness, long time no see."

Harry's expression became even more terrifying, even Sirius didn't dare to approach him.

Allen walked towards the bed indifferently, and the moment he sat down, a chair just caught him firmly.He smiled slightly, "Mr. Riddle, the people who know the most about Horcruxes in this world are probably you and me. But you overlooked one thing."

"Harry" seemed to be strangled by someone, and there was a sound like an old bellows in his throat, Allen continued, "The side effects of the Horcrux will destroy your proud sanity, I don't know you Have you noticed this, anyway, you finally made seven Horcruxes, and this unexpected last one."

Harry's eyes were almost red, obviously going crazy with anger,

"Harry," Allen changed his voice, "Voldemort killed your parents, are you willing to be controlled by your enemy to kill your friends and elders? Sirius is outside, he is in great grief, and was tortured. Sleeping Curse, otherwise he might damage his internal organs from being so sad; Hermione and Ron are also outside, they can't eat or sleep well, and everyone in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​worried about you. And you... And allowed Voldemort to take your body and hurt them like that?"

Harry struggled, sometimes furious and sometimes pained.

"You are the savior," Alan chuckled, "I have solved a lot of troubles for you, but this last one, no one can solve it except you! Listen to me, Harry, his soul piece is in your body, it's just It's only one-eighth of him, your soul is complete, you can defeat him."

Harry's expression became more struggling, and the two were desperately fighting for control of their body and mind.

"This is your own battle, none of us can help you!" He tilted his head, "Remember the hypnotism in the Muggle world? Psychologists use this to promote the normalization of multiple personalities, or kill One of them... that's all I can say." He raised his hand and cast a Sleeping Charm on Harry, watching him sink into a deeper consciousness.

Allen got up, left the room, and gently closed the door.

"Your Highness! How is it?" Hermione rushed forward and asked eagerly.

Alan swept across their faces, all of them were worried and expectant, only the two old men remained motionless, he chuckled, "I told Harry the method, it belongs to the two of them. war. We'll just have to wait for the consciousness that one of them kills the other."

Everyone's expressions became tense, and he continued, "If Harry defeats Voldemort, everything will be fine, and if..." He paused, "You have to be prepared."

Hermione turned and leaned into Ron's arms. The members of the Order of the Phoenix couldn't bear it very much. Harry...is the child of James and Lily!

Allen leaned slightly, walked to Dumbledore and asked, "Sir, where is Professor Snape?"

Dumbledore's face changed, "Oops!" He grabbed Allen, apparated to Spider's End Alley, and broke into Snape's house.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and there were wine bottles everywhere. Allen suddenly realized something, searched quickly, and found the man lying on the ground. At this time, Dumbledore had already waved his wand at Snape, circling around The man's magic power emits circles of yellow light one after another, and when it reaches the spirit column, it emits a dazzling red light.

Allen pursed his lips and cleaned up the room with a wave. After a while, all the wine bottles disappeared and the smell of wine in the room dissipated. The old man turned the old armchair into a couch. Lift the man up with magic power.

Dumbledore turned to look at him with a serious face, "Alan, for Severus, the only pillar of his life is Harry." Allen couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and heard the old man say, "Severus He loves Harry's mother and hates Harry's father."

Suddenly, Allen frowned slightly and looked at the decadent man, who didn't even shave to take care of himself.

He quickly searched for Snape's potion room, went in and searched for restorative potions and relaxing potions in a lot of potion bottles, returned to the man after finding them, and poured the potions into them.

He was a little worried, "Sir, the professor's current situation may require treatment."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and the two sent the man to St. Mungo's Hospital. Allen stuffed the man's wand into the man's hand, and cast a spell at the door of the ward to ensure that he would know that the man woke up, and then went back with the old man Grimmauld Place.

They explained the situation in a few words, and proposed to clean up a room for Allen and come out.

Allen shook his head slightly and declined. He still needs to take care of the reconstruction of the Muggles, and he needs to come forward with relevant documents before he can pass them on to Edward.Originally, he should have been here all the time, but two days ago, he blamed himself too much and was not mentally stable, so he ran back to Nurmengard to apologize to Edward for a while, and was delayed for two days because of rest.

However, he promised that he would come over for an hour every noon and night to check on Harry's situation.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix listened blankly to his arrangement, feeling that the Muggle Crown Prince was still the Muggle Crown Prince, no matter what, he was still very responsible to Muggles.

Allen's sense of responsibility obviously relaxed everyone in the room, oh, probably except Grindelwald, because the former Dark Lord was never nervous.

They were lying at Harry's door, looking at the sleeping Harry, thinking of what kind of confrontation was going on in the mind of this child who was under 17 years old, they couldn't help feeling distressed.

They are all children.

In such a chaotic era, children have suffered too much.