Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Chapter 418 No time to die

The sentiment is indignant.

The scattered voices eventually converged into a torrent that condensed the general trend, oppressing the pure-blood wizards in the middle with an unstoppable attitude.

For hundreds of years, wizards seemed to have forgotten the brutality of the witch-hunting movement back then.

The Statute of Secrecy that was once used to protect wizards has also been twisted to protect "weak" Muggles, as if this would make them appear more respectable.

...We are just being polite to the weak!

...It is by no means being hunted to the point of desperation.

But now, the officials of the Ministry of Magic stood in the center of the lower platform, as if they were transported back to a thousand years ago.

Mrs. Maxim's face was speechless. She looked at Karkaroff and looked at Allen on the other side in disbelief.

…This is another side of Allen.

All of Beauxbatons was never discovered.

Durmstrang's students were more silent - they had known for a long time that the Muggle Crown Prince was not an easy person to get along with, otherwise they would not have been shocked by his appearance at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was horrified behind his back.

Harry stood next to Dumbledore, looking at the Crown Prince looking at him with a cold face, acquiescing... and dominating the scene again.

His mind went blank.

It almost seemed like he had calmed down.

Soon, the restless officials of the Ministry of Magic also turned against him.

They looked at Dumbledore and tentatively said, "Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore looked calm and glanced at the former Demon King in the distance.

It's like the past is repeating itself.

Once upon a time, it was this group of Ministry of Magic officials who forced him to rebel against Grindelwald.

At that time, these people still had a great deal of justice, but now, they are just complete and utter fools.

Grindelwald stopped waving his wand and stood up slowly.

This disguised, usually unremarkable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, exuding an unparalleled aura.

Everyone was silent under such momentum.

The scene that seemed like a sacrifice just now suddenly became quiet.

Under the eyes of everyone, Grindelwald walked step by step toward the center of the argument. When he passed Allen, he raised his hand and pressed the crown prince's shoulder hard, bulging his bite muscles and said,

"Go to the principal's office and wait!"

Allen calmly moved his eyes to look at him, with a determined look in his eyes that would not give in.

The former Demon King frowned, raised his hand to hold the boy's neck, shook him like a cat, and said, "There is something wrong with your father's soul, and Potter can't run away in full view of the public.

"——What you have to do now is to save the king, not seek revenge."

Grindelwald wore an ordinary skin, but Allen clearly saw the world-famous pair of strange eyes.

…He was warning him.

Allen lowered his eyelashes and looked back at the unconscious His Majesty. Veins appeared in his clenched hands, and he finally took a step back.

He lowered his head slightly and said,

"...Please also pay attention to your Majesty's question."

Grindelwald patted him on the back, pushed him towards Edward with half comfort and half urging, and looked into Dumbledore's eyes from a distance.

Dumbledore looked at his lover opposite and saw Allen turn around and half-raise his right hand.

Under the instruction of the Crown Prince, all the young Muggle wizards in the stands quieted down and prepared to evacuate in an orderly manner under the organization of the head of the college and the secretaries.

Everything is reflected in those blue eyes.

... Before he knew it, Allen had controlled the loyalty of all the Muggles in the school.

Dumbledore had mixed feelings in his heart.

He looked at Allen, who was standing aside, and saw that the boy had his back to them, took something out of his pocket, and used the transformation technique to create a soft bed, as if he was going to put Edward into the bed.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic finally felt a little relieved.

They made eye contact and looked at Harry next to the old principal. Their eyes were almost like those of a hyena that had seen meat and was just waiting for the death of its prey.

Just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred.

The sky became gloomy again.

Dark skeletons, gloomy snakes...

The little wizards stared blankly into the air, and in an instant, frightened screams began one after another.

The expression of the Ministry of Magic official was indescribable for a moment, as if he was frightened or cursing.

Dumbledore raised his eyes, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Grindelwald turned his head and glanced at the Dark Mark in the sky, and sneered loudly, "You grandstanding junior!"

Allen, who was about to leave, was still half-kneeling on the ground. He covered His Majesty with a blanket almost quietly, leaving a protective alchemy array near the bed.

He looked at the old housekeeper and said softly, "Grandpa housekeeper, I have put up a protective circle. Don't leave within three meters of His Majesty's body."

Volker Fran's eyes were full of concern and worry. He stood up carefully and with some difficulty, and raised his hand to hold the blond boy's shoulders.

But he failed to do so.

Allen strode towards Dumbledore, the distance between his steps became wider and wider, and with suppressed anger, he slapped Harry directly.

...Dumbledore couldn't even stop him.

Under the shocked eyes of the old principal, Harry was thrown to the ground, and then the boy roughly lifted him up by the collar and punched him hard.

Grindelwald frowned and reached out to pick up the boy's back collar, but was stopped by an alchemy formation.

Dumbledore said worriedly, "Alan!"

Alan turned a deaf ear and pinched Harry's neck with a calm expression, so hard that his veins were exposed.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "You still dare to let your disgusting skeleton appear in front of me? How dare you!"

Harry was already so frightened by the huge change that his hands and feet were stiff, but now he was suddenly beaten and couldn't react at all.

He held onto Allen's hand tightly. He was dizzy due to lack of oxygen and could hardly breathe, but he still insisted, "It's not me...brother...it's not...me..."

A few young Muggle wizards also saw the situation here and shouted words such as "Your Highness!" and "No!", but they were drowned in the panicked crowd.

Madame Maxime glanced at Allen, and then left quickly to arrange for Beauxbatons' frightened students.

Karkaroff glanced at the people around him and left quickly.

Dumbledore quickly drew out his wand and cast a spell on Allen, but was always blocked by the alchemy spell beside him. With no choice, he strode forward and tried to manually pull the out-of-control teenager away.

Butler Fran watched the dispute here from afar, feeling anxious.

He glanced at the unconscious Majesty beside him, but in his mind was Allen's endless illness as a child.

He had watched Edward grow up, and he had carefully raised His Highness. The father and son were like his children and grandchildren.

Volker Fran smiled bitterly, with a hint of tears welling up in his eyes.

He would never bear to see His Highness suffer, nor would he let His reputation be ruined due to a moment of anger.

There is a protective formation around His Majesty.

he thinks.

Butler Fran stood up, as if he had become the majestic 007 again.

He strode forward, pushed Dumbledore aside, hugged the out-of-control crown prince, and shouted, "Your Highness! Calm down!"

Allen struggled and kicked Harry, but the old butler's hug was too tight, and he was soon taken a few steps back.

However, he knew that it was Grandpa Butler, and he could not use magic cruelly no matter what.

Suddenly, an ominous green light emitted from the crowd.

The starting point is to Allen's right rear side, which is a complete visual blind spot.

Butler Fran struggled to stop Allen, and from the corner of his eye, he was still vigilant about protecting the crown prince, alert to the dangers around him.

Of course he got a glimpse of that ominous green light.

He also remembered the corpses with no injuries that he saw during World War II, and what Edward told him when he reread the magic book later...

The Unforgivable Curse.

Walker Fran's heart suddenly sank, and he subconsciously turned his body to block the ominous spell for Allen.

Allen only felt that the direction suddenly changed, and the housekeeper behind him suddenly hit hard, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

The unknown in my heart spread.

He turned his head suddenly and saw the old housekeeper's eyes wide open, looking in his direction with fear and worry.

Allen was completely stunned.

He didn't want to think about what happened, and he didn't want to admit that His Majesty's situation was still unclear. Another person who was close to him and trusted left him in such an instant.

He looked blankly at the old man's wide eyes, and effortlessly broke away the arm protecting him from his waist.

Dumbledore jerked.

Grindelwald's face was terrifyingly cold, "It's Voldemort!"

In an instant, the entire stand was in chaos.