Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Lance was sitting in the Three Broomsticks, sipping butterbeer, when Allen sent the message.

The taste of this wine was exactly the same as before, which almost made him sigh!

After he graduated, he rarely appeared in Hogsmeade.

On the one hand, it was because of that poor self-esteem, and on the other hand, it was because he didn't want to meet his former friends in this place where wizards frequently come and go.

That was kind of ugly after all.

But now, he was sitting here in a suit and leather shoes, and came with the mission of conquering land for His Highness, and his gentle smile had become a mask.

He has a handsome face, silver hair, those rare lavender eyes, and a gentle smile that almost attracts everyone's attention.

Ceci Nolan stared at him in wonder, sipping his butterbeer.

"You've changed a lot, Lance..."

He looked Lance up and down, his eyes gliding over Lance's suit and wrist wearing a mechanical watch, and sighed, "You really look like a successful person... Your watch is so beautiful!"

Lance smiled, "You are very different from before, Sisi. Look, you still put on hairspray? I remember you used to have brown curly hair, but now you have a kind of aristocratic look."

Yes, the young man in front of him was quite different from before.

In the past, Ceci Nolan had a little freckles, and the brown curly hair was very cute. Some small skeletons looked easy to bully, and they were nicknamed "little curly hair".

He has a cheerful personality, can chat with anyone, is carefree, dresses casually, and doesn't take anything to heart.

But at this time, Sisi had grown his hair long.

His skeleton has grown.

The little curly hair that everyone liked to bully in the past has grown into a qualified employee of the Ministry of Magic, with a hint of calculation and shrewdness in his eyes.

He's even married, with a modest platinum band that's dimmed on his left ring finger.

He's wearing a frayed suit and looks like he's having a hard time.

The little curly hair that could be blown to and fro whenever there was a wind was also fixed with hairspray, and it was carefully styled.

Sisi smiled wryly, "Aristocratic...don't make fun of me. Look at my clothes, which nobleman wears this look?"

He took another sip of his butterbeer and asked,

"How are you doing recently? I think it's okay? After graduation, you haven't contacted us for a long time... We all thought you had returned to the Muggle world."

Lance looked at him calmly and gently, and smiled slightly.

He said, "Yeah, I'm back in the Muggle world. I've started a company, and I'm making a little money, just to make ends meet."

Sisi nodded and sighed, "I still remember you said that you want to stay in the wizarding world no matter what!"

Lance smiled, with a hint of casual sarcasm.

"...people change all the time."

He said.

"Don't talk about me, how are you doing recently? When did you get married, and you didn't even invite me!"

Speaking of this, Lance narrowed his eyes angrily, "Cersi, I thought we were good friends!"

Sisi snorted softly and said back, "How dare you say that we are good friends, three years after graduation, three years! Lance, who have you contacted?"

He put down his beer glass, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"I've already contacted them, and I promised to hold a party for you in a few days, and everyone will meet - you must come!"

Lance smiled and raised his beer glass.

"Definitely! I will remember to make up your wedding gift!"

The two clinked glasses childishly, as though they were still at school and just running out for a Hogsmeade week.

They mingled and chatted.

Lance ordered two glasses of fire whiskey for the two to celebrate the belated reunion.

Sisi got drunk very quickly, and he pulled Lance, making his voice a lot louder.

"...To tell you the truth, Lance. I thought we could be good brothers all our lives... I used to think that you and I both married wives, and our two families lived in the same place.

"Every morning, the two of us go to work at the Ministry of Magic, and the women knit together, huh? They can help each other, cook together, and our two families are like one family...

"When you give birth to a child, you will be my child's godfather, and of course, I will also be your child's godfather...

"When the children grow up, they will go to Hogwarts. You and I will be our own clerks, and go to Hogsmeade every week to have a glass of butterbeer..."

Lance looked at him calmly and smiled slightly.

The gentle knight commander patted his friend on the back, and comforted him, "Stay safe as a small employee, aren't you trying to get promoted now? It's not easy to work in the office of the Department of Magic and Transportation."

Sisi laughed.

He threw the glass of Flame whiskey aside, wiped away his tears, and said aggrievedly, "Fuck you... you think the Ministry of Magic is a good place? Who the hell are those people!"

He seemed to be holding back hard, pouring out the bitter water in his stomach non-stop.

"Those bastards are bullying the newcomers, and each of them is showing a big picture. In the beginning, I was responsible for the weekly maintenance of the Ministry of Magic elevators...

"Lance, you don't know how laborious that is! Every time I repair it, my magic power will be drained, and I have no spare time to do other work, I can only write some documents."

He smiled absurdly, a little smugly.

"Guess what? I've become famous for troublesome things like writing documents!"

He patted the table hard, his eyes were red, and he could hardly control his tears.

This former Hufflepuff group pet "Little Curly" seems to have been greatly wronged.

"Lance, Lance... It was hard for me, I groveled, and then I crawled into the office of the Department of Magical Transportation and met some important people..."

He sneered, "What important people are they all just moths who don't do shit every day! Not only do nothing, but they are good at finding faults!"

Lance looked down at his former friend calmly, without any disturbance in his heart.

…Sorry, Ceci.

I can't feel the pain because I don't have the opportunity at all.

When you were bullied in the Ministry of Magic, maybe it was the time when I was kicked out of the convenience store in the winter of nine...

It snowed all day that day, and I was almost covered in snow.

I don't think you have experienced that kind of cold either.

You don't know how I survived in Knockturn Alley.

The knight commander raised his eyes, pretending to be concerned.

He said softly, "Thanks for your hard work, Sisi... If it is so hard to repair the magic elevator, why don't you suggest that the boss invite an alchemist to engrave the alchemy formation?"

Sisi waved his hand, "I've mentioned it... I don't know how many times I've mentioned it.

"Professor Dumbledore is also willing to help contact Nicole Flamel, but the minister just doesn't want to. He said on the surface that he felt ashamed to invite the Frenchman, but in fact—guess what? He was afraid that Dumbledore would seize power !"

He smiled mockingly,

"With his appearance, wouldn't it be easy for Dumbledore to seize power?"

Those light lavender purple eyes narrowed slightly, looking coldly at the old friend beside him.

He tentatively said,

"...Although Nicole Flamel is French, doesn't he have an apprentice? I remember, it seems to be our Muggle Crown Prince?"

Sisi waved his hand, "Do you think it's a question of which country to invite? It's not that Britain doesn't have alchemists, and Fudge just doesn't want to invite them! Oh, forget it—you don't understand these things."

Lance smiled, seemingly embarrassed.

He smiled shyly, "Ah...sorry, I really don't understand the affairs of the Ministry of Magic. After all, you have worked in the Ministry of Magic for three years, and you really know more than me."

Sisi patted him on the shoulder, a little flustered.

"Don't pay attention to this, brother! You are also kind!"

Lance coughed lightly, as if he was still sorry for his remarks, "...Actually, I mentioned the Muggle Crown Prince to you because I thought of the report I saw in the Daily Prophet before, but it still didn't help you."

Sisi grabbed his arm suddenly, his face serious, "What did you say? Lance, what did you just say?"

Lance seemed a little strange, but he answered the question cooperatively.

"I saw a report in the Daily Prophet that the Minister came to Hogwarts to watch the Muggle Crown Prince set up a teleportation array in the school...

"At that time, the newspapers still praised His Highness..."

Sisi's eyes rolled slightly, she stood up abruptly, and walked back and forth on the spot.

...the Muggle Crown Prince knows alchemy and even engraves teleportation circles.

...the Minister holds the Muggle Crown Prince in high regard.

His brain was almost set on fire by the alcohol.

——If the Muggle crown prince uses alchemy to transform the magic elevator, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?Now that he has credit, and the elevators in the Ministry can improve their performance, he will also be popular in the Department of Magical Transport!

What's more, the Muggle crown prince has always been easy to talk. When the time comes, a good word from this crown prince will immediately make the minister notice him!

——He almost saw his bright career!

Ceci Nolan turned around, hugged Lance fiercely, and said, "Good brother! You are really my good brother!"

He quickly picked up his coat and ran out in a hurry, "I'll send you an owl message later, you must come to the party... I'll go first! I still have something to do! I still have something to do!"

Lance calmly watched this old friend run out, with the eagerness for quick success unique to a politician, couldn't help lowering his eyebrows, picked up the half-drunk Flame whiskey, and smiled softly.

Burning flames jumped in the light purple eyes.

The knight commander's eyes gradually overflowed with sarcasm, adding a hint of hatred.

...Look, everyone has changed.