Adventures of the Prince of HP

Soon there were two more Quidditch matches. Before the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match, Harry was very nervous because Snape was the referee for this match. He cursed.

Allen tried to persuade him twice, but seeing that it was useless, he had to send a letter to Dumbledore, asking him to attend the game to defend the savior who was scared half to death due to persecution paranoia!Of course, the wording in the letter was not so sharp, on the contrary it was very gentle.

Seeing that Harry was a little angry because he saw Dumbledore settle down, he really wanted to ask the savior if your persecution paranoia could be used in the right place—such as being vigilant against Quirrell, or remembering that you are Voldemort wants to kill the sworn enemy, so study hard!

Draco satirized the Gryffindor team, "Do you know how the Gryffindor team picks players?" A few minutes later, when Snape awarded the Hufflepuff team a free throw for no reason He said aloud, "They pick people they feel sorry for. Like Potter, who has no parents, and the Weasley brothers, who have no money - you should be in the team too, Neville Long Patton, because you have no brains."

Allen knew that he was still angry because everyone questioned his ability after the last game, so he didn't care about it. Moreover, the feud between a group of pure blood does not belong to the scope of the crown prince's responsibility. It is only lightened when the words are too sharp. Give him a pat.

Harry suddenly made a beautiful dive, which caused the audience to exclaim and cheer.Hermione stood up, her sideburns gleaming—she was carrying the hairpin Ellen had given her, and Harry shot to the ground like a bullet.

"You're lucky, Weasley, Potter apparently saw money on the ground!" Draco sneered.Ron sprang into action.Before Draco knew what was going on, Ron jumped on top of him and knocked him to the ground.Neville hesitated for a moment, then also rolled over from the back of the seat to help.

Allen quickly took out his wand and separated them.

"Come on, Harry!" shrieked Hermione, jumping on her seat and watching Harry make a beeline for Snape.In the air, Snape had just started his broomstick when he saw something golden fly past his ear, just inches away - and then Harry stopped the dive.He raised his arm triumphantly, and the Snitch was held tightly in his hand.

Allen had just stopped the group brawl among the wizards, and the stands were already boiling—this was a new record, and no one could remember the time in which the Snitch was caught so quickly in a game.

"Ron, Ron! Where are you? The game's over! Harry's won! We've won! Gryffindor is ahead!" screamed Hermione, jumping up and down on her chair and holding on tight. He hugged Allen who had just passed by.

Alan:  …

Does this girl still remember that she is the crown prince and it is impolite to touch her casually?And his identity as a Slytherin was probably forgotten by the girl.

In the end, Allen wanted to say that the crowd is the most annoying thing.

The three little ones ran over to tell Alan about Snape's suspicion, because Harry saw him threatening Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest.

Allen showed a perfect smirk, feeling that sooner or later he would be mad at him, "Did you go to the Forbidden Forest?"

Harry stuttered instantly, "Uh, that, that's because..."

Alan glanced at him silently, trying to persuade, "Harry, listen, you're just an 11-year-old wizard, you don't even know a few spells, no matter what the three-headed dog guards or what Voldemort wants to steal, you There is no need to participate."

Ron's face turned pale, "Allen, don't say that name..."

"Why is it unnecessary?" Harry interrupted Allen for the first time, looking hurt and puzzled, "Your Highness, no matter what Voldemort wants to do, I must stop him! He killed my parents!"

Ron turned even paler.

Allen was silent, and smiled helplessly after a while. He took out his wand and tapped Harry's glasses, and said, "Your glasses have been turned into a disposable portkey by me. If your life is in danger, if you touch the glasses, it will will bring you to me."

The three little ones looked at each other happily, and then heard Allen say, "You can stop Voldemort if you want to, but I won't stop it again. As for Nick Flamel, I will give you a hint, chocolate frog!"

Allen left after saying that, leaving the three little ones frowning in thought.

The Quidditch season is over, and Slytherin wins the Quidditch Cup with a narrow [-]-point advantage over Gryffindor. Their points are really tight.

Allen had to admit that the Gryffindor team was very strong. If there was no problem with Harry's broom in the first game, or if Draco hadn't spotted the Snitch so quickly, the Quidditch Cup must belong to Gryffindor.

Harry was obviously comforted, and he soon regained his vigor.The next day, he happily ran to Allen and shouted, "Your Highness, we have found Nick Flamel!"

Hermione was both happy and annoyed, "So he's on Dumbledore's card! I never found out!"

Allen nodded, "So, do you know what the Cerberus is guarding?"

The three looked at each other, and said at the same time, "Sorcerer's Stone!"

Harry said again, "Your Highness, we have one more thing to ask for your help." Seeing Alan nod his head, the three of them said one by one, "We went to Hagrid's place last night, and he has a dragon egg! You know , he has always wanted to raise a dragon!"

Allen became interested, and when he was really sleepy, someone gave him a pillow!

"That's a Norwegian Ridgeback egg!" added Ron.

"The point is," said Hermione, "Hagrid wants to raise dragons at school, it's too dangerous!"

Allen nodded seriously, "This matter is indeed dangerous. If I find a good place for this dragon, will you agree?"

The three little ones said in surprise, "Of course!"

Allen smiled, "Then I would trouble you to tell Hagrid to prepare him mentally!"

Harry replied, "No problem!"

After returning to the dormitory, Allen happily told Draco that he had found the best meeting gift he had promised, and then told Little Peacock that Hagrid had a Norwegian Ridgeback egg, and asked him if he wanted it or not. Where to raise?

Of course Draco wanted to, and then proudly raised his head and said, "Our family has more than one manor!"

Allen looked at him and smiled, suddenly realized something, and the smile slowly disappeared.Why would Hagrid have a dragon egg at this very moment?What's up for Hagrid?What happened recently?

Allen suddenly raised his eyes, the Philosopher's Stone!Cerberus!So, is Quirrell already aware of the way through Cerberus? !Draco was surprised, "Alan, what's the matter with you?" Allen subconsciously smiled perfectly when he looked up, "It's nothing! I have a little thing, go out."

Alan stepped outside Hagrid's hut, saw Hagrid playing the flute sadly, and the sound was a bit like an owl. He smiled, "Hagrid, hello! I heard you have a dragon egg here?"

Seeing him, Hagrid sobbed, "Oh, Ellen, I know you want to send Norbert away for my own good, but I really can't bear him! Are you going to take him away now? Oh !” He mumbled and wept.

Seeing this gentle tone, Alan brought some comfort and coaxing, "Hagrid, you misunderstood. I have no intention of taking Norbert away now!"

Hagrid stopped crying and sobbed, "Alan, you are such a good man!"

"I know you've been longing for a dragon, but where did you get this dragon egg? It's banned by the Ministry of Magic!" Hagrid's eyes dodged, and Alan continued his efforts, "If you tell me, I will let you see the little dragon break out of its shell!"

Hagrid glanced at him and said, "Oh, I won Norbert by playing cards. That wizard seems to be eager to make a move. Of course, how many people dare to wander around with dragon eggs?"

Alan thought to himself, why don't you ask how many people will walk around with dragon eggs?He encouraged, "Can you elaborate more? How dare he give you the dragon egg?"

"Oh!" Hagrid puffed out his chest, looking very proud. "He asked me what I did, and I told him I was the gamekeeper here. He asked me a little bit about the animals I looked after, I just told him, and then I said that I always wanted a dragon, and then I couldn't remember clearly, and he kept buying me wine to let me think about it. Then he said that he had a dragon in his hand Egg, if I want, we can play cards for a gamble, but he must find out whether I have the ability to deal with this dragon, and he doesn't want the dragon to run out and cause trouble. So I said to him, I even Lu Wei They are all managed submissively, a dragon is nothing at all!"

Allen took a deep breath calmly, with a froze smile on his face, trying to stabilize his voice, "Is he, is he very interested in Lu Wei?"

"Yes, very interesting. How many three-headed dogs can you meet, even around Hogwarts? So I told him that Fluffy is actually easy to deal with, you just need to know how to quiet him Come down, play some music to it, and it'll fall asleep right away—" Hagrid's voice stopped abruptly, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.

Alan quickly reassured him, "I won't tell anyone!" Hagrid calmed down and nodded, "I believe you, Alan." Alan asked, "Do you still remember the one who played cards with you?" What does that stranger look like?"

"I don't know," Hagrid shook his head palely, "he won't take off his cloak." He explained hastily, as if trying to make amends for himself. There are always some weird guys in that bar. Maybe that guy is a dragon peddler. I haven't seen his face clearly, he's wearing a hood."

Allen smiled, "That's right, Hagrid! He's just a dragon seller, so you don't have to worry about that."

Hagrid felt relieved, and Alan bid him farewell immediately.

He stepped to the restricted area on the fourth floor, paused, regained his composure, calmed down, stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, took out a black magic book from his pocket after his complexion improved, and stepped outside the door of Quirrell's office.He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and showed a slight smile to the shy man who opened the door, "Professor, I have a question that I don't understand, and I want to ask you for advice!"

Quirrell stammered and asked him to come in, smelling of the bottle of perfume that Alan had sent him. He first thanked Alan for the gift, and then explained the issue to Alan very gently and patiently.After half an hour, Allen said goodbye.After Allen left, another voice suddenly came from the room, "This kid is really a genius! That talent is even better than mine!"

There was a look of horror and admiration on Quirrell's face, "Master, how can he compare with you?"

The sound is gone.

Quirrell glanced at the door with some concern, that child, the master won't hurt him, right?

Allen, who was standing invisible outside the door, sank his eyes. He confirmed that Quirrell hadn't got the Philosopher's Stone, but that voice—was it Voldemort, his brother?However, there was only Quirrell and him in the room just now, if there was a third person, with his keen sense of magic power, there is no reason why he couldn't feel it!