Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Recent events have kept both Edward and Alan busy, but the king has dutifully checked his son's work.

According to his random checks, he basically memorized them all.

His Majesty the King has no doubts about his son's memory, which is a talent that is almost unforgettable.

Although it brought about occasional memory confusion to Allen, after learning to meditate and organizing his memory regularly, this effect was almost non-existent.

Except for Edward, the old housekeeper, Triss, and the examining doctor, no one knew about it, and no one could see it.

So even if Allen memorized all the textbooks, he only read them once or twice.

What Edward really needs to check is Alan's magic practice.

He looked at Alan's textbook with complicated eyes, and decided to see a few spells, such as the magic that could turn matches into needles.

The purebred Muggle came up with a request that would sound stifling to a normal young wizard, "Turn this table into a...sofa..."

This requirement is simply to ask children who have just learned to add and subtract single digits to perform arithmetic with more than four digits——

It is simply difficult for the strong!

Fortunately, Alan is not a normal little wizard, but a hidden ashes-level father who can do whatever the father says.

He didn't consider how abnormal his father's request was at all, but after a little thought, he took out the supposedly super powerful wand.

He closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, conceiving the transformation strategy in his mind, and then pointed his wand at the table without even chanting the spell.

Then, under His Majesty's watchful eyes, the table began to deform.

The middle of the smooth tabletop protrudes, and the two sides shrink towards the middle. The chassis rotates rapidly, and finally a very simple pure wooden couch is assembled.

Edward couldn't help laughing, and smiled softly——

The sofa bears the original pattern of the desk, but it is put together, one crouched on the seat, and the other is sealed inside the sofa.

Allen stood obediently, his face a little embarrassed.

His Majesty the King is still very face-saving.

He looked around the sofa, and even sat on it for a while, when he heard the hard texture, he said, "It's okay."

If the professors at Hogwarts knew about it, they would be surprised by Allen's genius, and even Dumbledore would be surprised by this natural control over magic power.

Be aware that the difficulty of Transfiguration is positively correlated with the size of the object.

Although Allen didn't change the material, the resulting sofa was mediocre, even ugly,

But he was able to make such a big change in the desk without reciting spells or receiving guidance from the teacher, which is already a peerless talent!

Just compare the situation of a normal little wizard.

After reading the textbook, after being explained by the teacher, and waving the magic wand and chanting spells, they may not be able to turn a match into a needle!

However, Muggle kings don't understand the difficulty levels of magic.

Although he also thought that Allen had done a good job - the textbooks required extremely small things - but the sofa was really not beautiful.

His Majesty the King thought for a moment and asked, "Can Alan turn the sofa into an upholstered one? Try it?"

There is only one sentence in the textbook on the principle of change.

Allen looked at the sofa, and for the first time felt that his father's request seemed too high.

But he didn't question it, and began to recall the incidental description in the textbook, then opened his eyes, and waved his wand.

The entire sofa paused, and the wooden seat began to twitch violently, turning into a pile of cotton.

Allen frowned, stroked his wand with the other hand, and turned around the sofa. He closed his eyes and carefully recalled the words in the textbook.

The long fingers waved the wand firmly.

The sofa paused, began to twitch, and eventually became a wooden sofa with leather upholstery.

Allen looked at Edward with bright eyes, "Try Father?"

Edward sat down on the sofa as if in a pile of sawdust.

He hesitated for a moment, praised his son without changing his face, touched Allen's head, then pointed to the sofa and said, "Turn it back."

The joy of the master is transmitted to the wand, and the transformation effect is multiplied.

Allen waved his wand lightly, and the sofa returned to the original serious desk.

A few days after leaving school, Dumbledore sent a letter,

Explain the relevant matters of the school manager, and attach the letter of confirmation from the Ministry of Magic, the joint signature of the school manager, and the school manager's representative ring belonging to Allen.

The old man explained intimately that because of Alan's special status, he specially invited a master alchemist to come out of the mountain to refine the school manager's ring into an invisibility prop so that Alan could travel.

Just press the jewel in the center of the ring to turn invisibility on or off.

Edward pressed the ring, and disappeared in front of Allen.

Alan was startled, raised his hand and grabbed the king's arm.

Edward reappeared and handed the ring to Allen,

"The trustees need to open a treasury at Gringotts and deposit fifty thousand galleons for school operations - you go, remember to bring pounds."

Allen's name is written on the list of school directors, and the wizarding world does not allow a Muggle or Muggle institution to be a school director.

Allen should be, hanging the wide ring on the little finger of his left hand.

Unexpectedly, the ring automatically adjusted its size immediately, just fitting Alan's finger.

He looked up, "Father, don't worry, my son will put the pound and gold bars in that 'suitcase'."

Edward nodded, sat in the high-back chair, and said casually, "You don't seem to get along with that savior recently?"

Allen sat in the armchair next to him and replied, "Sister Triss is with him. Don't worry, father. Harry is kind and upright, and he is very considerate of friends."

"That's true." Edward nodded, and pondered, "After all, he is a poor child, and you should restrain yourself when making plans."

"My son knows."

Allen lowered his eyes and snorted softly, a little yin and yang,

"How could my son forget this savior? Tomorrow, I will go to Diagon Alley to deal with the school director's affairs. I still remember to take him out to breathe!"

Why is this kid still jealous?

Edward laughed, leaned over and touched Alan's head, "It's the father who said something wrong, my Alan is the smartest, isn't he?"

Allen pursed his mouth restrainedly, leaned over and hugged him, "Good night, father!"

Edward hugged his son gently, watched Allen leave the room, and sighed helplessly.

Alan seldom acted like a baby. The kid grew up in the spotlight, so he learned to control his emotions early on.

In five days, the wizarding school will start.

It seems that Allen is not as indifferent as he appears on the surface, he is also worried and afraid.

Edward took out a small box from the secret box in the bookshelf, and took out a long silver chain from it.

The long chain is unremarkable, only the pendant is strange.

—It was a neat equilateral triangle with a line in the middle, and a circle tangent to the triangle intersecting the line.

Edward held it in his hand cherishingly, and murmured, "Alexia, please protect our son."