Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

After that, Dobby stayed in the palace.

What Allen said was not false.

Although the old butler was still in good spirits, he was old after all, so he should worry as little as possible if he could.

And Dobby—

A house-elf who is always on hand and does his job is a perfect fit.

Allen paid Dobby a monthly salary of 1 Galleon and 10 Sickles, hoping that Dobby would take good care of Edward and the old housekeeper, especially when their lives were in danger.

Dobby stood proudly like a knight.

When it knew that Allen had a knight order and every knight had a medal, he even asked for a medal.

It looks very different now than when it came.

Well-fitting and bright clothes, colorful socks, and many small accessories purchased by myself——

While it's hard for all the royals and staff to appreciate it, Dobby clearly loves it.

Of course, it had a shining knighthood pinned to its chest.

By the way, Dobby also has his own spacious room, which is in the basement next to the old housekeeper.

It proudly said that besides Alan and the King, (Alan corrected, the King and the old steward) it had to keep Harry Potter safe.

The blond crown prince sipped his black tea and hummed softly to show he was listening.

Dobby was sitting on a stool—a habit that Allen had worked so hard to get used to—waggling his feet, and the scarlet, rose, and gold socks made Allen look away.

It is holding the stool with a grin.

After getting along for such a long time, it has long seen the tolerance of the king, father and son and the old housekeeper.

It shrieked, "Harry Potter is the savior who brought the Dark Lord out of this world - what a hero he is.

"You don't know, Your Highness. When the Dark Lord was alive, we lived like animals and were oppressed like pests..."

Having said that, Dobby lowered his head in frustration, poked his finger,

"Dobby is so lucky to have met such a kind wizard as you... But other elves, they still think that Dobby is lazy and lazy, and that Dobby is a bad elf...

"Dobby wants to do something for them—even if they don't want to."

This elf is small and funny, but has such high ideals.

The light on it is so dazzling.

—a revolutionary herald.

Allen smiled softly, "You deserve their admiration, Dobby."

Although as a vested interest, the crown prince has always been the target of revolution...

But he still admires these people, these people who sacrificed their heads and shed their blood for the lives and freedoms of others.

——Even if the opponent is a non-human being.

Allen thought humorously.

Dobby smiled, shyly with a touch of naughtiness.

It stood up suddenly, left a sentence "Your Majesty calls Dobby", and disappeared in place.

……Oh.

Allen raised his eyebrows lightly. It seemed that His Majesty was used to the convenience of house elves.

Well, Edward has always followed the trends.

The blond crown prince put down his teacup, and took the "Muggle Seed Liaison Committee" rule book compiled by Diana.

Speaking of which, on the second day Dobby came to the palace, he welcomed a group of guests he had invited.

——The three responsible persons and their parents.

And that "dinner with friends" had some unpleasant episodes.

At five o'clock in the evening on the 23rd, the sky was a little dark, with faint light of dusk.

Three Rolls-Royces sent by the royal family arrived at Sandringham Palace one after another, and the three principals and their parents were welcomed in by royal attendants.

For nearly a month, royal staff have spent hours every day decorating the palace.

However, they will tacitly avoid the bedroom and study of the king and crown prince.

At this moment, the six-meter-high Christmas tree has been moved into the luxurious hall, adorned with rich ornaments, and its verdant color complements the white marble in the palace.

In Triss' critical eyes, there were still many deficiencies in the unfinished arrangement.

Obviously, she would never allow His Highness's guests to come to such a half-finished hall.

Fortunately, a palace does not only have one hall.

The blond crown prince tolerantly set the meeting place in the side hall—this also coincided with the private nature of the banquet.

On this day, Allen was wearing his usual suit and a dark gray v-neck sweater with an elk brooch hanging on it, looking a lot more lively.

He is still in the study, holding a pencil, drawing complex lines on white paper.

This is the first time he has made alchemy products from scratch. From design to production, from melting gold to magic patterns, he has to do everything by himself.

The sea-blue pupils were a little dim.

He needs to refine two alchemy products as soon as possible.

——One is a ring of magical power to block the domain made for His Majesty.

As long as it is integrated into his blood and engraved with his magic power, he will become the only one who can cast magic within the scope of the domain.

——One is the magic-sealing painting frame given to Salazar.

After all, the Snake Ancestor is an extremely powerful help, and if he can limit the other party to this painting, he doesn't want to completely abandon the other party.

After all, who knew what other outrageous dangers could be present in a school that would allow the Dark Lord to infiltrate it?

These two alchemical artifacts must not be known to Nicole Flamel.

Block the magic...

In the eyes of wizards who rely on magic power, this is no different from the demon Lucifer in the eyes of ordinary people.

If his ability spread out, Dumbledore who had just comforted him would be suspicious again.

Although the current "Zeus" can already block the magic power within the castle range, if Dumbledore breaks it by force...

He can't guarantee that the current "Zeus" can match the strength of the strongest white wizard.

He has to become stronger as soon as possible, so strong as to be unparalleled, in order to ensure that his Demon Sealing Domain is indestructible, and no one can break it!

In the impenetrable realm, the king is absolutely safe.