The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"Britain's foreign policy has not changed in 500 years, and that is to create a divided Europe."

In No. 68 Downing Street, in the Prime Minister's Office, Cabinet Secretary Sir Humphrey Appleby was talking eloquently with his face glowing.As the 'real helmsman of the British Empire' in charge of the civil service of [-] people.

At this moment, he seemed to be in the Age of Discovery, and the glorious days of glory were back.

"We unite the Netherlands to defeat Spain, unite Germany to defeat France, unite France and Italy to defeat Germany, unite France to defeat Germany and Italy."

"Your Highness, divide and conquer..."

Jazz loosened his tie, lowered his head slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and then looked at the other side of the long table.

The current Prime Minister of the British Empire, the real helmsman of this dying ship, Mr. Jim Harker.

"What you said is so sophisticated, Humphrey." Mr. Harker, the prime minister of the empire, slowly took off his glasses. At this time, he was kind and soft, and there was no real moral vacuum. The prime minister looked at him with a smile. The little boy opposite said: "You don't need to feel any pressure, Your Highness."

As he spoke, he glanced at the envelope in front of him calmly.

It was a piece of brown parchment.

Oh, God!I can't believe that people still use this kind of paper now.

Mr. Huck complained silently in his heart, and then he was attracted by the coat of arms on the letter. It was a shield coat of arms, with a capital "H" surrounded by an eagle, a lion, a badger and a snake.

The back of the envelope reads: Anthony Gawain Falkirk Windsor, Windsor Castle, Royal Borough of Windsor and Maidenhead, Berkshire.

"Hogwarts?" Mr. Harker raised his eyebrows and said uncertainly.

"Hogwarts!" Then, Sir Humphrey glanced at him and said affirmatively.

"Your Highness, you only need to focus on social interaction. You don't need to worry about anything else." Mr. Huck's face was full of relief. After all, social interaction is engraved in the bones of the royal family. He I don't find this difficult.

Even if the other party is a wizard...

"I understand, Mr. Prime Minister!" Sitting opposite Mr. Harker, an almost 11-year-old boy with brown hair, emerald green eyes, and wearing a neat little suit timidly replied.

After hearing the sound, Mr. Harker returned the letter on the edge of the table to him.

Mr. Prime Minister, who was usually a kind person, suddenly became serious the next moment. He tilted his head, and a hint of ambition flashed in his gray eyes.

At that moment, the spirit of Winston Churchill possessed him, and the glory of the British Empire seemed to have returned.

He looked at Anthony and said in a calm tone: "As for Her Majesty the Queen, the government will come forward to do the necessary lobbying. I think it won't be long before you are ready to go to King's Cross Station."

"Sir, aunt, she won't agree." Anthony sighed pretentiously and said a little listlessly.

Mr. Harker in front of him had already opened another pile of documents at hand. He also put on the black glasses on the table again. He lowered his head and looked at the documents in his hand, which made Anthony unable to see. Clear his face.

Just a faint voice sounded in his ears: "Your Majesty will, she will agree to your going to Hogwarts. This is not my decision, but the decision of the British government."

The categorical voice that seemed to belong to a dictator came from the mouth of Mr. Harker, the 'famous' good old man. Anthony was not used to it for a while, but when he turned to look at Sir Humphrey and the Prime Minister's Private Secretary, Uncle When Mr. N. Woolley...

From the inexplicable smiles on their faces, they still understood everything.

Anthony held the admission notice in his hand and couldn't help but become fascinated by the magical world.

Hogwarts!Harry Potter!

There shouldn’t be anyone on earth who doesn’t know what this means!

unless...

He came to another earth. Yes, this British prince looked harmless, but his soul was a traveler from a distant country.

Regarding the matter of waking up and becoming a prince, Anthony was actually not too panicked. Perhaps he was deeply impacted by popular culture, which made him extremely nervous. He had almost no resistance and was very calm. He accepted the fact that he had traveled through time, and as a newly born baby, even if he wanted to show panic, in the eyes of others, it was just a child's cry.

After that, Anthony, who calmly accepted his new life, began a strict and boring royal education, which began when he was two years old.

From the simplest table manners to interpersonal communication, from dressing up to the choice of words and sentences in every sentence.The long time gradually dissipated the remaining discomfort in his heart.

Until he read the news about the British cabinet reshuffle in The Times.

The Prime Minister resigned, and former Executive Secretary Jim Harker was elected as the new Prime Minister on the recommendation of the party.

At this moment, Anthony suddenly realized that he had arrived in "Yes, Minister" and its sequel "Yes, Prime Minister".

However, it does not mean much for him to understand the world he lives in. First of all, he is still young, politics is too far away from him, and the British throne is currently separated from him by at least a dozen people. This is only for now. After the heir's child is born, his inheritance rights will have to be moved to the back.

All in all, his status cannot be said to be noble. After all, he is not even in the top ten among the heirs. But it would be embarrassing to say that he is just a marginal person...

The current queen is his aunt.When he went to Buckingham Palace it was like going home.

Even the Prime Minister, Mr Harker, had to make an appointment in advance, but he was able to just walk in and out with a swagger.So to say that he is a marginalized person is really to underestimate him.

The original life was just like this, as boring as he expected, without even a trace of disturbance, until...

That morning, a gray owl with particularly long eyebrows landed on his window with a letter in its mouth.

He blinked and stared at it, and the owl on the window sill stared back at him.

At first, Anthony just thought it was someone's prank.

Windsor Castle, where he lives, is open to the public all year round, although only part of it is.

And there will always be some brave ones among those tourists who try to sneak into the places where tourists stop.

Among them, pranks are naturally inevitable.

An owl holding a letter...

Ah!Are you pretending that you haven’t seen Harry Potter?

It’s a joke, I’m a big fan of you!

snort!snort?

Ok?

Harry Potter?

Anthony suddenly realized that this year seemed to be 1991!He remembered that the original novel of Harry Potter was only published in 97, so how could someone prank him by sending a letter with an owl at this time?

unless...