Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Patriarch Malfoy didn't understand why the Muggle crown prince's "homework" could scare Draco into entertaining guests who were never happy.

He could only welcome the crown prince into the study first, and serve the best black tea, showing the sincerity and financial strength of the Malfoy family.

Alan's first grade is Dahongpao.

In the Victorian era, the sea transportation was difficult, and tea from the East often could not reach England in good condition, or it was moldy and rotten, or lost its aroma.

Therefore, the tea back then can be described as price-to-price gold.

The nobles later set up afternoon tea, and they also had the intention of comparing each other to show off.

After all, in that era, whoever had the best tea meant that he had the king's favor.

And Dahongpao is the high-quality tea found in the mountains of Fujian by Fortune, the director of Royal Botanic Gardens in Chelsea, who went deep into the hinterland of the East.

For better preservation, he even used a large number of glass cabinets to transport these precious teas to India via Hong Kong.

(I'm sorry I came first, it's disgusting, thief he~tui! spy he~tui! robber he~tui!)

It can be said that Dahongpao is a product of the glorious period of Britain, and it is also a kind of tea that the British royal family loves very much.

This kind of tea itself represents the glory of the empire on which the sun never sets.

At that time, Fortune, the director of the botanical garden, was recognized as a shameful thief by the international community, but he did help Britain get rid of its dependence on oriental tea.

Just like Malfoy.

Malfoy, in Latin etymology, means "evil, evil", in French etymology, it means "bad belief, treachery".

However, for the blond crown prince who wants to break into the pure-blood realm of the wizarding world, and even control them——

is a complete help.

Let your interests and beliefs become the introduction for the crown prince to enter the pure blood; let your greed become the ladder for the Muggle Seed to rise; let your treachery shape the glory of a new Malfoy...

From then on, he belonged to the camp of the Muggle crown prince.

Allen shook the teacup gently, watching the perfect color of the tea against the white bone china cup.

He chuckled in response to the other party's metaphor,

"Mr. Malfoy really bothered. The royal family didn't keep much of such a good Dahongpao."

Lucius showed a standard Malfoy smile,

"You are welcome, Your Highness! If you like, all the inventory in Malfoy Manor will be dedicated to you."

Allen shook his head slightly and put down his teacup.

The bone china saucer and the teacup collided with each other with a crisp sound.

Lucius sat up straight involuntarily.

The shrewd Malfoy was aware of the influence of the Muggle crown prince in the first week.

This crown prince is not a simple little prince raised by pampering, he is talented, calm and wise, and his control over people's hearts is no less than that of the Dark Lord back then.

A Muggleborn.

A Muggle seed who entered Slytherin should be struggling in the Slytherin atmosphere, but Draco could make such biased remarks in public in the first week.

So much so that on Monday of the second week, he received a lot of visits and temptations from the Patriarch.

Those words on the wall asked whether Malfoy had betrayed the pure-blood camp and turned to the Muggle Crown Prince.

Luckily, Lucius was so good at all sides that he had already used words as a weapon, and fortunately, Parkinson's counselor didn't want to vent his anger on his daughter.

Otherwise, you might not be able to resist.

Maybe, the Malfoy family has been forced to support the blonde crown prince at this time.

After that, Lucius regretted it a little.

Why didn't he inform the Patriarchs when school started?

This is good, the opponent is so keen, he may have already guessed his intention of double-sided betting.

Fortunately, during the last Christmas holiday, he met at the station, and he discovered the crown prince's weakness.

——Longing for mother.

That kind of unconscious envy, even for a moment, couldn't escape the shrewd Malfoy's eyes.

However, Lucius didn't intend to show this so clearly.

That's stupid.

He didn't want to be self-defeating.

The big peacock smiled softly, "...What does Your Highness mean?"

Allen smiled and comforted, "What do I want your black tea for? Then am I here to be a guest, or to rob?"

Lucius gave a dry laugh and listened to the other party.

"I came, not only to attend the Slytherin Yule Ball at the invitation of Draco, but also to honor Malfoy."

Lucius leaned forward, "All ears."

The blond crown prince stared at the other's expression, showing a perfect smile.

He said, "The Dark Lord is back."

Lucius seemed to be a piece of sculpture, and it took him a while to recover, and he asked tentatively, "What... what did you say?"

Allen repeated, "The Dark Lord is back."

Patriarch Malfoy's face was almost pale, and his calm demeanor lost seven points.

...It really looks like a white peacock with its tail feathers pulled out.

Allen thought leisurely.

He had seen enough of the other party's embarrassment, and turned to say, "But... the good news is that the other party is half dead."

Lucius didn't know what expression to show for a moment.

He raised his eyebrows, quickly suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth, and frowned, "Oh..."

This is really a versatile expression.

Who knows whether he is worried about the Dark Lord's comeback, or rejoicing that the Dark Lord is half dead?

Allen smiled and picked up the teacup.

He joked, "This Dark Lord is very interesting, he always wants to teach me the dark arts..."

Lucius gripped his wand tightly.

The blond crown prince turned the teacup lightly, and the clear black tea reflected Lucius' expression on the opposite side. He looked at the teacup as if he was really admiring the color of the black tea.

After a while, he said, "Mr. Malfoy, I heard that you were once the Dark Lord's confidant..."

"Nothing!"

Lucius was decisive.

The Malfoy family doctrine is strict, "After the Dark Lord was defeated by the famous Harry Potter, the Ministry of Magic has censored us...

"You are so smart, you must have read the trial materials of that year - we were just controlled by the Imperius Curse!"

The big peacock had a sad expression, "I am sorry for the pain I caused everyone—Malfoy also paid a considerable amount of property to calm the trauma after the war."

Alan raised his hand halfway, "You misunderstood, of course I know your innocence."

Lucius was slightly relieved.

——It seems that the crown prince is not entirely on the standpoint of "justice".

Allen smiled, "I just want to know, did the mysterious man leave you with anything—for example, his black magic products?"

Lucius raised his eyebrows slowly.

Allen nodded, "You know, I am very effective in alchemy. Therefore, I am very interested in the creation of this demon king who ruled the roost for a while."

Lucius gave a standard Malfoy smile.

He said tactfully, "I was unfortunately controlled by the Imperius Curse, Your Highness! How would I know what the Dark Lord left for me?

"If there was—it should have been confiscated by the Ministry of Magic long ago. Isn't it?"

Allen looked at the shrewd gray-blue eyes of the other party, and nodded noncommittally, "That's a pity."

Lucius obviously didn't want to discuss this dangerous topic with him anymore - as long as he confirmed the position of His Highness.

The big peacock lightly clasped the family crest ring.

There was a sudden knock on the study door, and Narcissa gently pushed the door open, showing a gentle smile.

She half-tucked her chin and curtseyed, then walked in with a plate.

"Your Highness! Lucius, I'll bring you some snacks - all made by myself, Your Highness, please try it!"

Allen restrained his aura slightly, thanked Narcissa with a smile, and tasted a piece with dignity.

——The hostess should have put less sugar.

After all, Draco knew that Alan didn't like overly sweet desserts.

The blond crown prince gently invited, "Please sit down, madam."

"You are talking about things, so I won't stay any longer."

Narcissa shook her head slightly, she looked at Allen tenderly, exchanged glances with Lucius when she raised her eyes, turned her head and went out, closing the door behind her.

With a dessert cushion, the atmosphere in the study is warmed up.

Allen was also less aggressive.

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said, "His Royal Highness, you can try this one again, it's a different taste - Sissy is very good at this."

Allen sure enough tasted another piece.

He put down the silver fork, wiped his mouth lightly, and nodded in admiration, "It is indeed a rare delicacy outside."

Lucius chuckled.

I am afraid that what is rare is not the delicious food, but the food made by the mother!

He even dared to say that even if this plate of dessert didn't suit Allen's taste at all, the blond crown prince could eat it all under Narcissa's persuasion.

Allen wiped his fingers and said softly, "I have brought the news, Mr. Malfoy——I believe you can make the right choice."

Lucius said firmly, "Malfoy will only stand on the side of justice, you can rest assured!"

The blond crown prince stood up and said gently, "Then, it's time for me to go to the banquet too, shouldn't I?"

The big peacock came over to open the door for him and bowed respectfully.

Allen stood still and looked back, looking at the black tea still exuding a strong aroma on the table, and smiled softly,

"Mr. Malfoy, the Dahongpao is really good, and you seem to like it very much. I'll ask the owl to send you two packs later, how about it?"

Lucius smiled, "It's an honor!"