Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

At this moment, Allen was walking by the lake with Lance.

He was wearing a crisp light blue short-sleeved shirt with a hint of tooling design in the pockets, a pair of white suit trousers on his lower body, and a pair of off-white handmade Martin boots.

This is the collocation of the knight commander.

Once again, the crown prince heeded the other party's advice resignedly.

As for Lance himself...

He wore a classic long-sleeved white shirt and gray suit trousers, and the color-blocked leather shoes under his feet perfectly reflected his elegance.

Allen questioned this arrangement, and the answer he got was——

"Your Highness, I'm an adult. And, as your general manager, I should keep my attire neat at all times."

The gentle knight commander showed a bit of narrowness, and suppressed a smile and said,

"Besides, you're still a child."

Allen twitched the corner of his mouth and emphasized, "Lance, I have grown to 180."

Of course, this is of no use.

He still put on the rather youthful clothes.

At the suggestion of the commander of the knight, Allen reluctantly waited until 05:30 in the afternoon,

Then embrace the cooling spell—a variant of the warming spell—and take a walk by the lake while it’s still a bit hot.

He really doubted whether the Knight Commander had to let him take a turn in the garden just to show his trust.

...Although he would not chill Lance's heart just because of this pointless insistence.

After the cold winter, summer is ushered in, and the scenery by the lake is even more beautiful.

Allen still remembered the scene from the last time he came here.

The frozen and snow-covered cold lake, the ginkgo trees with fallen leaves and frost and snow, and the emerald green lawn and green pines covered by snow.

But now, the ice and snow have long since dissipated.

The ginkgo tree with a huge canopy also grew lush green leaves. The fan-shaped leaves are extremely beautiful, and they sway gently in the breeze.

They strolled to a small pavilion and sat down on the cold stone.

——The knight commander invited a person in charge of judicial refereeing duties, and introduced him enthusiastically.

In front of him was a rather serious gentleman named Hunter Ginsberg.

He looked about 40 to [-] years old. In the hot summer, he was still wearing a pure black suit, his lips were tightly pressed, and his black curly hair couldn't neutralize the solemnity of his body.

Lance stood behind him, introducing him gently,

"Your Highness, Ginsberg was also born as a Muggle and wandered in Knockturn Alley for many years.

"The difference is that he's already made a name for himself in Knockturn Alley, and everyone calls him 'The Justice.'"

With a broad smile, Allen leaned forward and listened carefully.

"We don't know the story. But many disputes in Knockturn Alley will go to him for fair and strict referees-of course, I have negotiated with him many times."

Lance smiled lightly, his light purple eyes through the gold wire frame made him look quite sharp, but seemed to cover up his true expression.

He sighed with a smile,

"Ginsberg is prudent and restrained. It is really not an easy task to ask him to come to the safe house as a judicial referee."

The knight commander is asking for credit.

Allen nodded with a smile, and praised, "It's really worthy of the knight commander, to find such a suitable minister of justice."

He gently extended his hand to the new justice, and shook it moderately.

"In this case——Mr. Ginsburg, all the rules and punishments in the safe house will be troublesome to you."

Ginsburg's face softened a bit, he nodded briefly, gave a stern salute, and said——

"At your service."

He nodded solemnly, and immediately bid farewell to Allen.

"So, if you have nothing else to do, please allow me to get acquainted with my future job first?"

Allen froze for a moment, raised his right arm to signal him to do whatever he wanted.

Seeing that the other party really left the kiosk by the lake, Allen was a little dumbfounded.

He shook his head lightly, and said with a smile, "Looking at Fang Zheng's behavior, he is really a very well-behaved judge."

Lance gently adjusted his glasses to hide the vague embarrassment.

He coughed lightly,

"Your Highness, in fact, there is also a person in charge of education—Ms. Sherlock Buckland, who has always followed up on matters related to the Hogwarts Primary School that Malfoy advocated.

"Unfortunately, she went to London to purchase teaching materials today, and it happened to be staggered with you."

Allen nodded with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, I'm going to stay here for a few days to deal with some things - I can always see you."

He looked out of the pavilion and saw that the sky was as blue as water and the sky was clear. He smiled and shook his head, "The weather in England is rarely so good."

He folded his arms, as if he was not used to the feeling of the short-sleeved shirt.

...I always feel that something is missing on my arm.

Allen tried his best to divert his attention, and said slowly, "Lance, I'm here this time because I have something to tell you."

Lance stood beside him quietly, keeping him company.

Hearing this, those light purple eyes turned slightly, staring at his side face, listening to him,

"... next school year, I will apply to be an exchange student in Durmstrang."

The knight commander was a little hesitant, and tentatively asked, "Your Highness, may I know the reason?"

Allen smiled, asked him to sit down, tapped on the stone tabletop,

"...Of course, Lance. You must have heard about the royal family's attitude towards the queen?"

Lance looked at those sea blue eyes and thought, "Have you found the whereabouts of the queen?"

Allen shook his head lightly, "There are just some clues, but I can be sure that she comes from a wizard family in Germany."

He looked at the blue lake, and his eyes were squinted by the floating light.

"...Lance."

He sighed softly, "Malfoy must have taken care of all the affairs of the Hogwarts Primary School before school starts, and Diana promised me that she would take care of her personal affairs during the summer vacation.

"At that time, everything here will be handed over to you."

Lance lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Please rest assured."

After a while, he still couldn't help asking, "But you have to tell me, is the other party an enemy or a friend? Your Highness... do you know the surname of that wizard family?"

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled.

He looked up at the concerned knight commander, and said seriously, "Lance, take care of everything here and make me feel at ease."

Lance looked at him stubbornly, and slowly knelt down on the ground.

"...Your Highness, I just want to know if your trip is safe?"

Those light purple eyes were full of loyalty, with undisguised stubbornness and worry.

Allen sighed softly.

——As expected of the Knight Commander, I can always get what I want to know from him.

He sighed, "Okay, Lance."

Those sea-blue eyes were a little melancholy, and said, "...I don't know. I don't know if the other party is an enemy, but I'm afraid they won't be friends.

"For so many years, they have never visited, and even His Majesty's memory has problems."

The crown prince's profile was almost stern, and even his voice became stiff.

"How can I guarantee that this has nothing to do with them?"

He looked at Lance, leaned slightly, looked at those gentle purple eyes, and said softly, "So - there is something I want to ask you."

Lance was taken aback, and his eyes widened slightly.