Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Good times are always short.

At the Christmas dinner, Edward would rarely indulge Alan to misbehave. This is a rare time of the year for them to be like ordinary father and son.

Unfortunately, food is limited and so is time.

When the time stipulated by the royal family arrived, Allen could only get up and leave.

Under Edward's instruction, he sent Diana back to bed in a gentlemanly manner, and then returned to the king's study.

Edward sat behind the desk holding a cup of tea, waiting quietly, while the old housekeeper stood by.

Both regretted that Alan and Diana had no fate, and glanced up and down at Alan—it seemed that there was nothing wrong, why would any girl look down on him?

They didn't intend to bring up this sad topic in front of Allen.

— After all, Diana didn't like him.

Edward cleared his throat and asked, "Allen, I think you have something else to say?"

Allen nodded ignorantly, took out a small gift box from his pocket and handed it out, saying with a little pride,

"Your Majesty, this is actually my real gift—my first alchemy product."

Edward happily took the box, opened it enthusiastically, and saw a simple and unpretentious ring inside.

The king didn't think the ring was too ordinary at all.

He looked for the mechanism on the ring with great interest, and thought, "This is very similar to the protective ring you gave me earlier."

His Majesty the King said humorously, "Has it evolved?"

Allen nodded reservedly, showing a proud smile.

"This is the world's top alchemist - Nicole Flamel's favorite disciple, King Edward's only son - Alan Cornwall, the first purely alchemy product!

"How can those defective products compare?"

The king nodded cooperatively, "Then, noble little prince, what function does it have?"

The old butler watched them making trouble with a smile, his eyes were full of kindness.

Allen coughed lightly, obviously feeling that he was exaggerating.

He restrained himself and explained, "Your Majesty, this is what I mentioned to you - Zeus.

"This ring is integrated into the magic blockade area. The range can be adjusted. The maximum can be enlarged to a radius of 20 kilometers, and the minimum can be limited to within five steps of you."

"My blood and magic power are integrated into this ring. Don't worry, I can travel freely."

The blond crown prince earnestly said,

"Please wear it all the time—after some time, the wizarding world's plans will unfold, and I'm worried that you will be in danger."

Edward looked at his son, looked at the transparent white skin under the light, and whispered, "Your blood... I said why your face is so white..."

Allen looked away slightly, pursed his lips and said, "I didn't smoke too much."

The king's face turned cold. He grabbed his son's arm and quickly checked his wrist and forearm.

Allen tried to step back, but was held tightly by the butler's shoulders, so he could only turn his head away, not to look at Edward's increasingly ugly face.

Seeing the situation, the steward's heart couldn't help but tremble.

The right arm is intact.

but left...

The several pinholes on the wrist were already red, and due to improper pressing after the blood was drawn, the subcutaneous congestion was severe.

Even if the wrist is like this, the left upper arm is even more horrible.

Obviously, in order to prevent Edward from finding out, Alan didn't call a doctor, didn't take any medicine, and all came by himself...

The blond boy lowered his eyes a little guilty.

He did draw blood with a needle and could have easily treated the minor wounds with Heal As New.

But he saw the magic box that sealed Salazar.

Even if he is a descendant of Salazar, the Snake Ancestor was blocked by "Zeus" for half a month, and I am afraid he will not forgive him soon.

Allen thought calmly at the time.

He needs an excuse to make Snake Ancestor soften his heart - this wound is an excellent breakthrough.

Therefore, the crown prince, who knew the technique of pressing after drawing blood, moved his pressed fingers for a moment, watching the blood bruise spread out layer by layer, expanding to a seemingly terrifying level.

...But he didn't expect that Salazar would frighten His Majesty first before he was frightened.

The old housekeeper quickly went to find the medicine box, and almost slipped and fell when he came back.

Holding the ceramic tray, he watched Edward carefully massage the bruise, apply the medicine, and wrap the bandages layer by layer.

The king seemed a little tired, he said softly, "Alan, I thought you learned alchemy to better protect yourself..."

Allen hung his head and said nothing.

Edward straightened his clothes, sighed deeply, put the ring on the index finger of his left hand, and assured him, "Don't worry, father will wear it well, day and night, and never leave his body!"

He looked at Allen, his sea blue eyes were broken.

"Alan, assure me, on your crown prince's behalf, assure the king—

"You will never hurt yourself for me again."

Allen pursed his lips tightly, and squeezed out a few words under the king's gaze,

"ipromise. (I promise.)"

The two pairs of sea-blue eyes met, trusting each other, yet seeming to doubt each other.

——Doubt that the other party will still be smashed to pieces for himself.