Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

In one month, Hogwarts will start.

No matter how calm he is, Alan is only an 11-year-old kid.Facing the completely unfamiliar wizarding world, I also feel very insecure.

In order to increase the chips in his hands, Allen invited outsiders to enter Balmoral for the first time.

The king's estate has never had such a special guest.

Edward also thought that it might be more difficult to get close to the savior, so he let Alan's behavior go.

But when they saw Harry's trust without knowing it, and Dumbledore gave in for Harry's friendship, they couldn't help but smile.

The aroma of black tea lingers in the small teahouse.

They've already won.

Allen admitted that it was a bit despicable to do so. This half-sympathy and half-use behavior easily won the trust of the savior.

However, for such a child who has no father and no mother and is dependent on others, their gentleness and tolerance are already salvation.

Out of a little bit of conscience, Edward and Allen didn't mind sharing the royal education with Harry, and held a simple birthday party for him that night.

Compared with Allen's birthday party, this birthday party is not luxurious, even thinner——

In the Balmoral dining room, white tablecloths are spread on the walnut dining table.

The daily standard silver knives were arranged in an orderly manner, and Triss walked over pushing the eight-inch birthday cake, with the candlelight of eleven candles flickering gently on it.

The waiter behind him carried a plate with steaks, sandwiches and milk.

Allen apologized, "Please forgive me, Harry. Due to the hasty preparations, the dinner party was a little ordinary. Although it is a bit late, it is better than never - happy birthday to you!"

Harry shook his head, his new glasses were covered with tears, and he quickly wiped them away, wearing his tear-stained and somewhat comical glasses.

Edward condescendingly sat at the head, smiling gently, "Happy birthday, Harry! Please make a wish!"

Harry closed his eyes as the waiter behind him sang the birthday song, and made a serious wish——

I hope this is all true!

Oh, God!I beg you!

Since then, Harry has been devoted to Edward and Allen, and when he learned that the two wanted him to study together, he agreed even more happily.

until--

Harry was thrown to the ground by the fighting teacher again, panting heavily, watching Alan fight with another teacher.

His hair was disheveled, and his black combat uniform was also stained dark with sweat. His forehead was wet and stuck to his forehead, and he simply lay on the ground.

"Mr. Smith! I can't do it!"

Allen was distracted for a moment, and Cook's fist had already hit the door directly. He turned his head to avoid it, lowered his body, and passed by with a sweeping leg.

The teacher couldn't stand upright, and when he fell, his back fell to the ground, and he rolled suddenly, avoiding Allen's fist.

Seeing that Allen's fist was about to hit the ground with all his strength, Cook slid over in shock and stretched out his palm to take the blow.

Allen was taken aback, and hurriedly withdrew his fist awkwardly and shyly, watching Cook stand up grinning.

Cook breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, strength training is fine! But you need to be more flexible!"

Allen nodded yes, and pulled Harry up in the past.

Harry was like a dead fish, "...Your Highness, do I have to participate in these trainings?"

Allen chuckled, and shattered his fantasy with one sentence, "Yes! Harry, your situation is more dangerous than mine. You know, you are facing the murderous Dark Lord."

Harry pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and said weakly, "You're right...I'm going to take a shower."

Allen glanced at Triss next to her, and Triss said knowingly, "Evening class starts at 06:30, please remember to go downstairs for dinner at 05:30."

"There are still thirty minutes." Allen comforted, "It's enough to wash and rest."

Harry's eyes were dull, and he finally knew how hard Alan was usually.

He glanced at Triss next to him, but he didn't forget that at the beginning of the training, this gentle big sister knocked down Mr. Smith with a punch.

When they came down to supper, Edward happened to be downstairs.

His Majesty the King smiled, "How is your fighting going?"

Allen replied with a smile, "It's not bad. Mr. Cook said that Erchen's strength training has worked well. Harry's strength and agility have also improved."

Harry nodded, with some steam in his hair, he was a little frustrated, "Mr. Smith is too powerful. After practicing for so long, I still can't do ten strokes with him!"

Allen laughed, "But you've made great progress. In the beginning, you could only dodge two moves. It's only been a week, and you can already survive seven moves!"

Edward also agreed, "As long as you have improved compared to before, don't be too stressed. You are actually very smart!"

Sudden double praise, Harry blushed, and compared yes to Triss with bright eyes.

Triss smiled and replied "Come on".

After dinner, Allen and Harry went back to the study to look through textbooks.

This is their evening class, and Muggles can't find a corresponding teacher, so they can only teach themselves.

Fortunately, the two of them still have a companion, and they can exchange their feelings about reading.

The magic book is very interesting, and both of them read it with gusto. In terms of spell practice, Allen has a deeper understanding of the operation of magic power, and a few superficial spell experiments are also very smooth.

It seems to be so natural, like using his arms and fingers, Allen doesn't even need a spell, as long as he says what he wants in his heart, he can easily achieve the effect.

Harry is a little bit worse, and has to be guided by spells, but he's making good progress - he's got a decent talent.

In terms of magical theory, Harry was much worse.

While Allen was gnawing at the tome with relish, trying to figure out the meaning of magic, Harry had already started to feel sleepy.

This is their daily life in the month before school starts.

Edward suspended many ordinary courses, added force training, and asked Allen to familiarize himself with his textbooks thoroughly.

Even brought Harry into intensive study.

But he doesn't need to be present at the event.

Therefore, when Allen attended the event, he was in Balmoral, learning common courses in the Muggle world with Triss, or having fun in Balmoral.

The blue sky, the well-kept lawns, the gray castle buildings, and the forested, rolling hills behind.

Harry swears, this is the absolute best place in the world!

Triss dutifully reported these to Allen.

The crown prince's sea blue eyes were backlit, appearing dim.

Allen smiled lightly, his slender and fair fingers picked up the roses in the vase, the gold was shining and brilliant.

"Then let him wallow in it," he said.

— it is for the greater good.

In just half a month, Harry made rapid progress.If Uncle Vernon saw it, he would be amazed at Harry's current appearance.

The once brash and reckless child has been influenced by his ears and eyes, and he has a calm look, walking, sitting and lying with a bit of aristocratic air.

It's just a pity that the messy hair didn't improve in the slightest.

——Alan has sighed countless times, and stared fiercely at this messy hair.

After raising people to this point, Allen felt that he could offset his initial use.

So he withdrew some of his energy and asked Triss to take Harry to learn Muggle homework, while he attended busy activities with Edward.