Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

If they want [-]% interest, they dare to trample on all laws.

What's more, showing the latest life news of the crown prince is not illegal at all.

This news can bring more than 100% profit.

In the face of such big news that attracts global attention, all media companies cannot restrain themselves.

For a time, Allen's so-called "failed relationship" was disclosed to everyone in the city.

Of course, they did not dare to refute the royal family's face, let alone speak out against the king's threat, and they all expressed in the reports——

Miss Sharp was in unbearable grief because of her parents' death, and because of her severely burned body, she was unwilling to drag down the marriage of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Diana even said that she would never think about getting married again.

The king expressed deep regret for this, and generously stated that Diana should inherit the earl of the Sharp family, and hold an award ceremony after she recovers from her injury.

Within a few days, everyone called Diana Lady Sharp.

And Allen's so-called "broken love" has also received a lot of comfort from the people.

He listened to Triss' teasing, and looked at the "Daily Prophet" indifferently.

It used three large pages to report the truth of the year, which read——

"The truth back then? Who betrayed the Potters?"

"Innocent Sirius!"

"Peter Pettigrew - the end of the traitor, Dementor's Kiss!"

Allen counted the time and gently closed the newspaper.

He didn't care that he had a "affectionate" reputation on his back, or in other words, he was the one who allowed this reputation to spread.

Under such rumors, a group of girls who value love can always be screened out.

He knows he can't give emotion, so he indirectly tries to prevent another tragedy from happening.

Of course Edward also has some opinions.

But no one knows his son better than him.

——A future king who was born ruthless, but was taught the bottom line of morality.

To some extent, Allen is more suitable to be a king than him.

Once there is no parental restraint, the child will be like a cold and precise instrument, turning perfectly according to the engraved rules.

He was desperate for Alexia back then, but this situation is almost impossible for this child.

Edward sighed softly.

He didn't know what was wrong.

His parents were deeply in love all his life, and he and Alexia were also deeply in love.

Why is Allen in such a situation?

...So, he doesn't mind letting his children show rare "feelings".

This kind of gentleness out of morality may be the most ordinary thing about Allen.

The long eyelashes drooped gently, covering the thoughts in those blue eyes.

At this moment, Alan, who knew nothing, thought about folding the newspaper, raised his hand and handed it to Triss behind him, and asked, "Is Harry going to stay at the Dursleys' house for half a month?"

Triss took the newspaper respectfully, leaned forward and replied, "Yes, today is the last day."

Allen smiled and thought, "Then I should call Dobby and let him clean the house for Sirius."

He tapped the armrest of the chair lightly and whispered, "Dobby?"

A familiar house-elf appeared before him.

It was dressed in brightly colored clothes, stepped on extremely colorful socks, performed the standard royal caressing ceremony, and then rubbed its palms carefully and said, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

Since the last Lockhart incident, Dobby has not appeared in front of Allen for half a year.

It was so guilty at the time that it didn't even want to stay in the palace.

But His Majesty Edward stopped it.

His Majesty was so gentle and considerately asked him if he wanted to learn the etiquette of his employees.

Dobby was a little hesitant, but His Majesty was right.

— Few places would take a house-elf who demanded a wage.

It studied royal etiquette very, very seriously.

Under His Majesty's trust, it is responsible for the material custody of the entire Balmoral Castle, and occasionally goes to Windsor Castle and Sandringham Palace to help.

Finally, it waited for His Highness' call again.

It cleverly opened its eyes wide, trying its best to express its attitude of admitting its mistakes.

Those green eyes the size of tennis balls just got bigger.

Allen looked at it dumbfounded, leaned slightly and asked, "Dobby, I have something I want to ask you for help."

Dobby was overjoyed, his big ears pricked up, and he even jumped two steps forward, holding hands expectantly.

The crown prince's voice was gentle and deep, with a little narrow persuasiveness.

He said, "You know, that Sirius Black who has regained his innocence is Harry's godfather.

"He wants to live with Harry—of course Harry is willing—but the old house of the Black family has been unoccupied for too long, and it must be cleaned very carefully."

Alan guided in a gentle voice, "As Harry's elder brother, I should think about him. Would you like to go to Black's old house to take care of Harry instead of me?"

Dobby pricked up his ears happily, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Of course Dobby is willing! Your Majesty, Dobby is willing to serve you!"

Allen reminded, "I will take you to visit Sirius later, and you can pick up Harry with him tomorrow."

Dobby cheered, bouncing around in circles.

It seemed to be overjoyed, and even its voice had a kind of ecstasy.

It reveled, "Dobby is still serving His Royal Highness, and Dobby can still take care of Harry Potter! This is simply the best job in the world!"

Allen lowered his eyes with a frozen smile, and layers of darkness filled the sea blue eyes.

—Look, such an elf is not fit to stay in the palace.

——What he needs is to regard His Majesty's safety as the most important loyal subordinate, not an incarnation of "freedom" who cares about others.

He smiled, stood up gently, and extended his hand to the other party, "Then, please take us to No. 12 Grimmauld Place."

He looked at Triss, and lightly tapped the gemstone brooch on his chest.

——Contact us if you need anything.

Under Triss's helpless gaze, Alan and Dobby seemed to be sucked into the void and disappeared before her eyes.

She pulled a half-crying smile.

...Since His Highness's work center has shifted to the wizarding world, and there is an exclusive knight order there, he has rarely relied on her to handle affairs.

Her job responsibilities have been shrinking from arranging the crown prince's affairs, and now she has simply become in charge of logistics!

Triss suspected that if she hadn't been the exclusive butler of His Royal Highness since she was a child and was known all over the world, her position would have been replaced by that "Lance Loren"!

She sighed, marked the date on the newspaper His Highness handed her, and put it in the clip of "This Month's Information Collection" on the bookcase.

Then dialed Diana's phone.

The poor royal steward said fiercely, "Diana, if you don't get better, you won't have a place in the Knights!"

But Diana was no one else, and she replied in a good mood,

"Tris, maybe this is your situation?"

She hung up the phone neatly, and Triss stomped her feet fiercely in anger.