Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Draco couldn't help laughing when he saw him.

Fortunately, there was wailing all over the place outside, and Allen cast a silencing spell in time, so those outside didn't notice the clues.

Draco looked at him and teased, "Your Highness, you have never been treated like this in your life, right? Why, how does it feel to be unwelcome?"

Allen was a little helpless, but still explained, "Not being welcomed by the enemy is not a stain, but an honor!"

The two went back to bed together and called Theodore.

Together, the three of them simply asked Draco and Theodore to move to Harry's original dormitory - right next to Alan.

Allen opened the partition wall between the two bedrooms to facilitate communication between the three of them.

Theodore breathed a huge sigh of relief.

When the two of them looked at each other, he said with some embarrassment, "I've been always on tenterhooks lately, for fear that they might attack me while I'm sleeping!"

Draco felt the same way.

"Indeed, there were toads and snakes left in your quilt! There were also some nails in my quilt. If I hadn't planned to change the quilt cover that night, I almost got caught!"

Allen was silent after hearing this, and smiled apologetically, "Thank you for your hard work, believe me, everything will be over soon!"

Theodore shook his head slightly, "What did your Highness say?"

He smiled easily, "We are willing to die for you, let alone just suffer some hardships on the eve of dawn... But you should be careful, the little actions of these students are the most disturbing!

"They can't defeat you directly, I'm afraid they will have their own tricks!"

Allen nodded lightly, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, Theodore. Since I dare to come, I'm fully prepared!"

He stood up and looked at the magic window of the dormitory, watching the huge octopus floating through it, and smiled, "They only have one month, at most one month, everything will be settled!"

Allen rarely goes out.

The OWL exam is approaching, and there are no classes for the fifth grade. Teachers are consciously making time for students, even Snape.

Most of the students were in the library, nervously reviewing for exams, like Hermione.

She heard that Allen was back at school and just said hello through the contact badge.

Allen also sent letters to the heads of the other three colleges, asking them not to disturb the fifth-year scolding audience - the pressure from the outside world will disappear soon, and by then, they will need this result even more.

He brought the litter of white mice.

The pot of potion prepared in Windermere was also put into the portable space spell by him.

Seeing him by his side, Draco and Theodore felt relieved and asked him for alchemical protective products, and stayed in the dormitory to study every day.

Allen didn't bother them, and simply cast a space spell on a box to connect this space with his own, and went inside to conduct potion experiments.

The pot of potion was pitch black and pungent, like a ditch stained by countless garbage.

Allen put the magic potion into the beaker and put the white mouse in it.

At that moment, the dark potion boiled.

The little white mouse let out a squeaking laugh in extreme pain and tried desperately to crawl out, but was stopped countless times by the alchemy circle that Alan placed at the mouth of the beaker.

Soon, Allen saw a small soul float out and be captured by the alchemy array.

The pitch-black potion became a bit lighter, and the seemingly "boiling" surge also calmed down.

but……

The little white mouse didn't wake up.

Allen waited for two full days, and stimulated the mouse in various ways during the process, but the mouse still did not wake up.

strangeness……

He frowned slightly, simply told Dumbledore, left Hogwarts with the mouse, and borrowed Dr. Roland's instruments from Roland Private Hospital.

After inspection, it was shown that the mice were in good health.

This actually left Allen at a loss as to what to do.

Dr. Roland came to his side angrily. He originally wanted to supervise what dangerous things he was playing with, but found out that he was just checking a white mouse.

Dr. Roland: ...

His face looked a little ugly, "Your Highness, you came here quietly and borrowed instruments from me just to check this little white mouse?"

He obviously felt that Allen was making a fuss, pinched the bridge of his nose, and asked, "I didn't know you were so leisurely and elegant that you would keep a lab rat as a pet?"

Allen didn't explain, he just handed him the mouse and asked him to take a closer look.

Dr. Roland: ...

He accepted the mouse resignedly and checked it over and over again. He even compared the data used for the experiment, but found nothing.

Finally, he looked into Allen's eyes and collapsed, "Why don't you go to another hospital?"

Alan:  …

He returned to Hogwarts with the mouse and sent it to the hospital wing for examination by Madam Pomfrey.

There was something indescribable about the lady's expression.

She confirmed again and again, looked at the crown prince's expression for countless times, and muttered to check the mouse.

After a long while, she handed the mouse back to Allen and said, "Your mouse is very healthy. It's just that it drank some magic potion. It will be fine after the potion wears off."

Allen nodded, pinched the belly of the mouse, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He was about to leave when Madam Pomfrey grabbed him.

Allen: ...?

Madam Pomfrey's expression was not good-looking, "Mr. Cornwall, I haven't let you go yet!"

Allen had no choice but to ask, "Do you have anything else to tell me?"

The lady shook her head, "Your rat is healthy, but your face doesn't look good—it's best to stay and get it checked out!"

Allen was silent for a moment, smiled and didn't respond. When the lady went to get something from the inner room, she left quietly.

What is the use of inspection?

There was no cure for him.