Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Allen thought that the location of the teleportation array would be determined soon, but unexpectedly it was delayed until late October.

On the 25th, a sunny Saturday.

That afternoon, he received a letter from Fox.

The phoenix emerged from the flames and brought him a note to determine the location of the teleportation array.

Draco popped his head out from his side, his gray-blue eyes were shining, and he became angry again, "It's too late to ask them to do something, they're just trying to order people around!"

Allen shook his head slightly, stood up with a smile and said, "Okay, it's finally finished, and it's a good thing—do you want to go together?"

Draco folded his arms and lost his temper, and said, "Professor Snape is here, so I won't go."

Allen had no choice but to say goodbye to him and walked to the principal's office.

Dumbledore and the four deans are waiting here.

Surprisingly, Lucius, Minister of Magic Fudge, and a whole bunch of media personnel are also here.

Snape's face had darkened to a certain point.

Allen glanced at Dumbledore inadvertently, and exchanged a glance with the old man.

He nodded to Lucius, and greeted Fudge with a smile, "Oh, Minister, why are you here?"

Fudge shook hands with him warmly, embraced him and looked towards the media.

Before Allen could react, he subconsciously showed a smile, and his eyes darkened when he was stabbed by the flash.

He was patted on the shoulder by Fudge, and he heard the compliments from the politicians.

Lucius stepped forward leisurely, playing with the snake-headed cane in his hand, and said tactfully, "Oh, Minister, please let our Highness take it easy—you haven't explained your purpose yet!"

Fudge patted his head ruefully and said, "Look at me! Thanks for the reminder, Lucius!"

He smiled lovingly, with disgusting hypocrisy, and said, "Oh, Alan, I heard that you are going to place a few teleportation arrays in Hogwarts Castle? This is a huge change, huh?"

This kind of politician doesn't intend to listen to other people's words. Before he gets Alan's answer, he happily listens to others' pursuit.

A female official dressed in pink smiled sweetly,

"Minister, this is a huge change. I believe that under your leadership, Hogwarts can be built better and better!"

Fudge smiled back and forth, responding to her pursuit.

The female official glanced at Allen triumphantly, still showing a sweet smile, stretched out her hand and said, "Dolores Umbridge, Director of the Office of the Ministry of Magic's Law Enforcement Division.

"Nice to meet you—oh, a little genius?"

Alan shook hands with her while maintaining a smile, "Oh, hello——Alan Cornwall, it's an honor to meet you."

With a smirk, Umbridge quickly let go of his hand indifferently, but his face remained fake enthusiasm, "Oh, I heard about you, Muggle Crown Prince - it's a shame you got Slytherin. "

She giggled exaggeratedly, "However, a wizard who can achieve something in Slytherin must be very good!"

She deliberately gathered her shawl, hoping to hear Allen's approval.

Allen glanced at the black-robed professor next to him, who looked as if he saw a hundred Harry Potters.

Finally, he was a little interested in dealing with the office director, and he praised with a smile, "I can imagine your excellence."

Allen glanced at Lucius beside him, who had nothing to do with him, and there was some casual threat in his smile.

The big peacock gave a dry laugh, glanced indistinctly at Dumbledore beside him, and leaned forward tactfully.He stepped forward and asked about jobs in Umbridge's office.

The female politician immediately babbled about the hardships of work, and deliberately choked on her sweet voice, sticking sweetly to Lucius.

Even Malfoy, who was tactful and thoughtful, couldn't help rolling his eyes inconspicuously, taking advantage of his height.

Allen smiled perfectly, watching this farce, he was very angry in his heart.

——Now Patriarch Malfoy knows how to shirk responsibility, but if he had stopped Fudge earlier, it wouldn't have caused this situation!

Professor McGonagall clutched his wand angrily, not wanting the crooked tendencies of these politicians to enter the school, especially if there was a student here.

She looked at Dumbledore stiffly, "Oh, Albus? You haven't told Allen where the teleportation array is located?"

This sentence attracted everyone's attention.

Fudge finally realized his purpose of coming, and reluctantly backed away from the media.

He sat down in the armchair opposite Dumbledore and asked, "Oh, Albus—yes, I heard that the little prince is going to install a teleportation array at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore looked at him calmly, and said after a while, "Yes, Minister. We have settled on a few landing points..."

"Ah, let me say that every classroom in Hogwarts should be equipped with a teleportation array, so how convenient it is for teachers and students to attend classes!" Fudge commanded arrogantly.

Professor McGonagall stood up angrily, and couldn't even wait for Dumbledore to refute him. He tried his best to restrain himself and said, "But this will make the students lose their exploration of the castle. I think we can't be greedy for convenience!"

Fudge frowned, seeming displeased at this direct refutation.

Dumbledore calmly stopped the impulsive McGonagall, "Minerva—Minister, our vice-principal is very thoughtful. So, can you listen to some of the points we have decided?"

Before Fudge could say anything, Umbridge took a haughty step forward, "I must say that the minister's selfishness is entirely selfish, doesn't he think about the students?

"—Imagine, with teleportation circles everywhere, how much time and effort will the students save?"

Dumbledore looked at Snape.

The black-robed professor reluctantly said, "Well, Hogwarts naturally knows how much the Minister of Magic loves the people like a son...

"But students at this age are really full of energy - their studies are obviously not as busy as the work of the Ministry of Magic."

Fudge answered the sentence with a smile, "Yes, Severus - the Ministry of Magic is really busy, and I get dizzy every day.

"...Of course I am fully qualified for all jobs, and I can always dedicate myself to the people of the wizarding world in this position."

Allen smiled and complimented him, "You are such a good leader who loves the people like a son, even such a small change as Hogwarts, you have to come here to investigate everything, lest it have any impact on the students..."

Fudge patted him on the shoulder gently, "Yes, Alan. I also know your kindness in proposing the teleportation array. You are definitely a well-deserved young genius!"

Professor McGonagall shook his lips and looked at Allen in shock.

——When did this child learn to be bad?

Professor Sprout smiled and pulled the upright Maomao back to his seat.

Professor Flitwick hugged his mechanical legs, carefully filling the mushrooms.

Lucius also joined in the fun - he couldn't stand Umbridge's chatter.

Dumbledore looked at the miasma in the principal's room calmly, until he was glared at by Allen for help.

The old principal sighed and brought the topic back on track, and said helplessly, "...I completely believe in your ability, Connelly. Then, why don't you listen to the location of the teleportation array we have set?"