Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

That sentence stuck in Lucius' throat.

He felt that the breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down.

Allen smiled and held up the black tea cup, appreciating,

"At that time, everyone must be grateful to the Malfoy family - you will truly have the glory of a nobleman!"

Lucius: ...

He grudgingly said, "Perhaps... we could share the manuscript and keep our original?"

This also achieved Allen's goal.

The blond crown prince looked at him delightedly, and exaggeratedly praised, "How noble this is! The entire wizarding world will move forward with your kindness!"

He smiled and continued,

"I remember you said last time that young wizards should be charged tuition? Do you have standards now?"

Lucius straightened his back as if facing an enemy.

He glanced at Lance next to him, and decided to divert the trouble to the east. He said strangely, "Oh? Didn't Mr. Loren report to you?"

Looking through the gold-rimmed glasses, those light purple eyes were blurred under the shadow of the light.

Allen smiled, "I know you have been negotiating, but there has been controversy, and no definite conclusion has been reached, has it?"

Lucius tilted the corners of his mouth at a standard 15 degrees, and curled the corners of his mouth down regretfully.

"You know, Your Highness...the Malfoy family has invested too much manpower and material resources in order to establish the primary school..."

He leaned back in his chair and sighed,

"The best teaching materials, the best teachers, the best education... If the tuition fee is not set higher, I am afraid that even the cost cannot be guaranteed, so how can we continue to operate it?"

"Besides, not everyone is qualified to receive such a comprehensive education."

Those gray-blue eyes have a hint of arrogance,

"If they want to get something, they have to pay some corresponding rewards."

Allen looked at him with a smile, and slowly leaned back in the chair.

He sighed and put the black tea cup on the plate.

The crisp sound of porcelain colliding seemed to represent a new node.

"In your eyes, what are these preschool education? Private lessons for pure-blood nobles?

"Perhaps, you made a mistake in the early positioning of this education——"

There was some coldness in his voice.

"Let me remind you that pure-blood families have their own family education, and they may not be willing to send their children to boarding schools early.

"Our real goal is to include all little wizards other than nobles."

Lucius frowned in bewilderment and smiled slyly.

"Your Highness...you don't know the hard work if you are not in charge of the family..."

Lance gently adjusted his glasses, and said gently with a touch of cold elegance, "Mr. Malfoy, I have always been here to discuss this matter with you."

He smiled and reminded,

"All kinds of information between you and us are interoperable, and I reported all this information to His Highness as soon as I got it.

"...You should trust His Highness's ability to process information, shouldn't you?"

Lucius twitched his lips and said with a sneer, "Oh... I trust His Highness, but we must consider the cost."

He insisted, "Malfoy never loses money!"

Draco carefully looked at this and that, seeing that the scene was getting colder and colder, he couldn't help but cleared his throat.

This sound attracted everyone's attention.

Under those gazes, Draco smiled timidly, lowered his head quickly, and fiddled with the hidden skull ornaments.

Lucius glared at him angrily, patted his arm again as if reminded by his wife, and looked away sullenly.

...Be patient, wait until the crown prince is sent away!

This little episode eased the tense atmosphere just now.

Allen also looked away, and said softly, "Mr. Malfoy, maybe my statement just now was incomplete, which caused you to misunderstand."

He sat upright slowly, looked at Draco, and said,

"Draco, I'll teach you one more thing today - benefits are never limited to money, it can be feelings, contacts, or fame!"

Lucius frowned, observing his son strangely.

……what's the situation?

...Draco was really thinking hard?

Draco didn't notice anything unusual about his father.

He pondered Alan's words - he was a Malfoy after all - and digested the content easily.

He cheered up, "I know, just like when we make friends with the Minister of Magic, what we want is connections! So Fudge grabs other people's credit, and what he grabs is fame!"

Allen nodded and boasted, "Children can be taught."

Draco immediately raised his peacock tail and raised his eyebrows proudly.

Lucius looked at his son with complicated eyes, and exchanged glances with Narcissa, seeing the same thoughts in his wife's eyes.

——Is Draco listening to His Highness too much?

The crown prince's voice came, with restrained and gentle relief.

"So—Mr. Malfoy, you don't need to be in a hurry."

"Nobles have always attached importance to the education of their offspring. For them, better education has always been an opportunity that is hard to find. Even if there is no such opportunity, they will take the initiative to look for it."

Allen smiled slightly and asked,

"But what about ordinary families? In the wizarding world, before entering Hogwarts, young wizards mostly indulge their nature.

"What they lack is such an opportunity. Moreover, due to the limited social wealth in their hands, they cannot seek high-quality preschool education."

Those sea-blue eyes are so calm, cold enough to analyze everything rationally, but they hide their inner feelings.

He continued,

"Under such circumstances, the nobles who have always had high-quality educational resources will not consider sending their children to the primary school to study. However, ordinary wizards who have never lacked educational opportunities will flock to it."

Allen said coldly, "Lucius, they are our target."

Lucius was taken aback by that title, and suddenly realized the ambition of this Highness.

—he wanted to take control of Malfoy.

In other words, His Highness has been increasing his voice in the wizarding world from the very beginning.

Engraving an alchemy array for the Ministry of Magic...

Establish a liaison committee within the school...

Or contact Malfoy and secretly gather Draco?

Yes, the tone of Alan's teaching Draco just now was too taken for granted, with top-down guidance and arrogance vaguely taken for granted.

Lucius thought with some horror:

Could it be that Draco...has gone the same way he did back then?

He couldn't hide a trace of strangeness, and held his cane tremblingly.

The crown prince's voice was gentle and deep, and he said with certainty,

"Choose them, and you have the best interests at your fingertips—wealth, fame, and the future of the Malfoy family."

Lucius gripped his cane tightly.

His back was drenched in cold sweat, and he almost couldn't help thinking——

What does Malfoy's future refer to?

Is it Draco?

He could only restrain his gaffe, bowed his head respectfully, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness."