Adventures of the Prince of HP

So Alan used Floo powder to reach Malfoy Manor for the first time.

He bowed his head and followed Draco out of the fireplace. In front of him was a spacious, bright and magnificent hall, full of silverware and furniture inlaid with gold. He couldn't help but marvel, it was much more luxurious than the royal family.

Seeing the admiration in his eyes, Draco raised his chin arrogantly.

Soon Lucius also came out of the fireplace, and he asked Draco to show Alan around.Allen followed the little peacock to the inside of the manor and the family library. He couldn't help but marvel at the heritage of Malfoy's family. Then he followed the little peacock to the garden and turned around a field of red roses that were planted by Narcissa herself. The hostess went to the lady's tea party today, and saw a group of white peacocks, yes, a group, one of them ran over when it saw Draco, and rubbed the little host with the forehead crown.

Seeing him staring, Draco wondered, "What are you looking at, isn't this the one you gave?"

Allen choked and coughed lightly.

When the two returned to the hall again, desserts and tea were already set on the table. Alan looked at Lucius who was about to give the space to the two of them and smiled, "Mr. Malfoy, I can chat with you for a while ?"

Draco paused, glanced at Allen, and then at his father.

Mr. Malfoy paused, obviously they all still remembered Dobby, but he quickly smiled, "Of course...please follow me upstairs."

Allen nodded with a smile, took out a supposedly new model of a broomstick from his pocket and handed it to Draco, comforted the little peacock and followed the big peacock upstairs into the study.

Lucius knocked on the table with the tip of his cane, and two cups of black tea appeared on the table. He smiled cautiously, "What's the matter, Your Highness?"

Allen nodded, and sat casually across from Lucius, exuding a slightly coercive force, "Of course, there is something I must ask Mr. Malfoy." He didn't look like he was asking , "You'd better keep Draco away from Harry Potter!" Lucius raised his eyebrows, and Allen continued, "Voldemort is back."

Lucius clenched his cane for an instant, and he tried his best to maintain his facial expression, "Yes, yes?"

Allen nodded, his smile disappeared, his double pupils appeared indifferent and majestic, "I saw it with my own eyes... I don't need to say more about some things, you have always been shrewd."

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, their pupils were a little dark, but one was angry and the other was frightened.

After a while, Lucius smirked, and Allen got up to leave.

When Allen returned to Buckingham Palace, just in time for lunch, he took the food with a smile on his face and made Edward smile helplessly.

Although Alan didn't know why he was so happy, he quickly found a perfect and logical reason for his behavior-he regarded Draco as his only friend, so he naturally wanted to take him away from Voldemort's coming back... risk.

Harry Potter is Voldemort's mortal enemy, and Lucius was once a Death Eater. Obviously, if Draco gets too close to the Savior, it will not be good for the Malfoy family, and the Malfoy family is hit, those are just benefits What would the relevant nobles do to them?

So, he did it to protect Draco!

Allen convinced himself, and after Edward finished his meal, he left and went back to his study.

Next, Allen read Lockhart's books. These books are really just telling stories, with a little boasting between the lines, but they use a variety of spells and act in different styles.Allen couldn't help but think, is this a master who hides himself with fame?After all, you can easily be with vampires and werewolves without getting hurt.

Just look at Quirrell, he lied and said that he was frightened by vampires, and everyone believed him!

Allen rubbed his fingers. If this person really has real skills, then the fame and reputation are not concealed!He'd better observe and observe!

Ten days later, the little wizards met again on the Hogwarts Express. This year they are in their second grade.Allen sat by the window and listened to Draco complaining with a perfect smile—Lucius told him to stay away from Pot every day during this period, and he had asked him to make friends with Pot before!

Allen smiled very genuinely, and felt that he was in an unprecedentedly happy mood. He glanced out the window, and the smile on his face almost couldn't be maintained - there was a speeding car outside, and the savior was pulling the co-pilot wide open. the door.

But Harry quickly got into the car with Ron's help, closed the door tightly, and the car flew up, out of Allen's sight.

Allen really wants to know how the savior's brain grows!

Seeing him staring out the window, Draco glanced out curiously, only seeing the scenery along the way.He put the matter behind him and continued to ask Allen what he had said to Lucius that day.

Allen asked with a smile, "Draco, will the house-elf help clean up the dormitory this time?"

This made Draco silent for a moment. He thought that after Allen left that day, Lucius beat Dobby violently, and even cast several Cruciatus Curses, and then stuffed the bloody house elf into the dungeon, leaving several Individual elves keep an eye on it.

It wasn't that Draco felt sorry for Dobby, he never cared about creatures like house elves, it was just that he was shocked - firstly, the terrible incidents in the castle this term might have something to do with Lucius; secondly, a house elf Actually violated the master's order and did something that harmed the master's interests!

But he still tried to lift his chin, and said arrogantly, "How can a Malfoy pack things by himself?"

After getting off the train, their group of second-year little wizards were going to school in a carriage. Allen paid attention, but he didn't see Harry and Ron.

When they were sitting in the hall, Alan found that Snape was not there, and knew in his heart that he should go to find Harry and Ron, and then he looked at the new professor, seeing him sitting on the professor's chair and smiling idiotically, he couldn't help but Doubt your own judgment again,

Soon came the sorting session - this year's sorting hat still abnormally did not sing, and was full of praise for Slytherin - what "reigning the king of the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years", "elegant, self-sufficient and noble", "pursuit of blood" As always" - Allen glanced at it because of the last vague sarcasm, and the hat immediately added, "covered in glory", looking a bit doggy.

Allen looked at the hat with a little calm in panic, and was a little curious about where Dumbledore put it. He hadn't seen the sorting hat for a whole year!

Although the new students seem to yearn for Slytherin, the Sorting Hat is still firmly trying to send young wizards to other houses, and Slytherin's new students are still pitifully small.

After sorting and Dumbledore finished speaking, Harry and Ron still didn't come. Allen couldn't help thinking, did the savior overturn?It shouldn't be!The savior always has some special luck!

Then he saw Professor Snape leading the two little guys in Muggle clothes past the hall door.

Allen couldn't laugh or cry, the professor is still a professor, and he deliberately let Harry and Ron, who were hungry and drenched in the cold wind, see the warm hall and the fragrant food!No wonder the savior disliked him so much!

But seeing that the savior was still alive, Alan stopped worrying. Instead, he felt a little pleased because of Harry's miserable appearance. He tenderly glanced at Draco beside him, and put a piece of pudding on the little peacock's plate.

Finally, after singing the school song, Allen put Draco in the team before fulfilling his obligation as a prefect - leading the little wizards. This year's second-year chief Allen did not participate, and Draco successfully defended his title.

When he finally returned to the dormitory, Draco directed an elf named Kiki to pack up his things, looked at Alan who was waving his wand to fill up the bookshelves, pursed his mouth, and asked awkwardly, "Alan, Pote doesn't seem to have appeared?" He paused, and immediately resumed his mocking tone, "Has Saint Pote finally been bewildered by the Dark Lord after all? Finally, that idiot like him stomped to death Ability?"

These words sounded a little gloating, but Allen could see some worry in his eyes.Allen felt that his good mood had been washed away, and there seemed to be a hot weight in his chest, which made him a little breathless. He really wanted to say that Gryffindor didn't understand Slytherin's concern!But finally comforted, "I saw Professor Snape with him."

Draco was relieved, heaved a sigh of relief, his smile became more genuine, and he began to mock again, "Hmph, deducting points for Gryffindor when school just started? I really want to see if there is any in their jeweled hourglass Full of black gems!"

Allen was depressed and didn't answer.