Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The days that followed were exceptionally peaceful.

The time of midsummer flows in Balmoral Castle, and the years are full of peace and quiet.

Allen obediently stayed by His Majesty's side, learning how to handle government affairs.

He has grown very fast, and in just a few days, he has grown a few centimeters.

Fortunately, I only made a few suits for him before, most of them were purchased ready-made clothes, so it is not a waste to tailor the clothes.

His Majesty picked up the suit pattern book again with great interest.

Allen still doesn't know how to match clothes.

Last year was so busy that he forgot about it.

All of his dresses are arranged by Triss, and his restraint from childhood to adulthood has made his aesthetics too conservative.

If you give him the clothes he has and tell him to build a decent outfit, that's fine.

After all, he has been wearing these since he was a child.

But once he let go and asked him to choose the color matching on the suit and choose the suit silhouette he prefers, he didn't know how to start, and would just look at the patterns blankly.

Triss once suspected that even if His Highness was put in the mall, he would not know what he should choose.

… After all, he never had a choice.

However, what more could she ask for after seeing Alan's sick and weak appearance when she was a child?

His Highness is not like other geniuses who have no life skills, but also have good maneuverability and emotional intelligence.

Leaving that aside...

As long as His Highness can remember clearly what happened every day, she should be thankful.

Triss, who was a little sad, was full of maternal brilliance, looked lovingly at Alan who was measuring, and smiled softly.

But she soon stopped laughing.

Because she heard His Majesty ask—

"Mr. Taylor, can you make fashionable clothes?"

The tailor was taken aback, a little confused.

...The royal family has always been conservative, why would His Majesty want to be fashionable?

He replied cautiously, "You know, I only know about tailoring suits, and I don't dabble in the fashion field."

Edward sighed regretfully, continued to flip through the draft booklet in his hand, and pointed to the waiter to write it down.

Triss looked at His Majesty next to her indescribably, moved to the old butler silently, and said softly,

"Uncle, does Your Majesty want to order some popular styles?

"—Like what the knight commander prepared?"

Butler Fran twitched the corners of his mouth, still with some anger that he was not the first to see Alan's cute clothes.

He snorted softly and said solemnly,

"How can you order those clothes through the royal route? Are you afraid that the media won't know?"

On the surface, this elite old man had a very stubborn mouth, but in his heart he felt remorseful.

hateful!

He still wants to see it!

Edward didn't say anything on the surface, but in secret, he asked people to collect many cute clothes worn by young children, and asked the attendants to seal them in different boxes according to their age.

He is indeed sorry.

Without a wife to look after him carefully, he really missed many warm details.

If Alexia was here, Alan would surely be happy.

He blinked, concealed his tears calmly, waved to Allen who had finished measuring, and asked about this year's clothing style.

Allen listened very obediently.

This is a process that he didn't participate much in previous years, but this year he wants to choose some handsome and handsome clothes.

He wants to meet his mother in the best condition.

Time flies by.

August has come to an end.

In the last few days before school started, Allen stayed in His Majesty's study for a few days, explaining all the affairs of the "Muggle Seed Liaison Committee" to Edward and the old butler in detail.

No matter how reliable Lance was, he was only a subordinate following orders.

He may not dare to make many major decisions directly.

At that time, Alan is far away in Germany, and if he gets caught by something, he may miss a lot.

And if these are entrusted to His Majesty, Lance will naturally have a place to report, and it will save Allen a lot of trouble.

Edward took notes carefully, and finally asked a question.

"Alan, why do you trust the knight commander so much? Although he is indeed loyal, he is not the one who took care of you since childhood."

Allen paused inadvertently, and said softly,

"Your Majesty, a sealing magic circle is also buried under the 'lakeside hut'."

Edward looked at him for a while, then slightly lowered his eyes and smiled.

That smile seemed to be reassuring, but also seemed to be clear.

He finally understood where Dumbledore's worries came from - under his gentle appearance, Allen had a kind of thoughtfulness and ruthlessness.

He looked at the memory left by Dumbledore, saw the appearance of Allen pouring medicine on that Sirius, and saw the appearance of Allen writhing in water and fire.

That one seems to want to rule Alan through him.

pity……

As king, he recognized the methods of the Crown Prince and was proud of it.

What's more, Ai Lun was justified and did not take drastic actions.

So what if he played some tricks?

Around their father and son, there are countless scheming politicians everywhere.

Although the king and crown prince can't get involved in political affairs, they still care about the cabinet's decision-making. Playing tricks is as common as eating and drinking.

To put it more bluntly -

Even if Allen really turned the wizarding world upside down, as long as he had no problems himself, Edward would still be as stable as a mountain.

Nothing mattered except Alan.