Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

This was Allen's first exposure to his mother's belongings.

If you don't count that Flora's locket.

He looked at the carefully stacked jewelry boxes in the box, carefully took out one, opened it gently, and saw a blue rose brooch inlaid with aquamarine and diamonds inside.

Every petal, every stem and leaf of the rose comes to life.

"This is 1977. I gave your mother a present on her birthday."

Edward smiled reminiscently, and said softly, "This is still our token of love."

Allen also smiled slightly.

"A thoughtful gift."

He blinked his eyes lightly, suppressed the tears, and asked softly, "Father, can I see other things?"

Edward smiled slightly, and took the brooch, "Of course, you can pick a few to take with you."

He suddenly remembered the day Alexia was buried, and his heart sank suddenly, watching Alan carefully open one jewelry box after another.

Four Leaf Clover Diamond Necklace...

A colorful gemstone bracelet implying love arrangement...

Calla Lily Brooch...

And what is opened now is a brilliant diamond crown.

It was the tiara at his secret wedding to Alexia.

Laurel branches and gardenias are intertwined, as beautiful as a fairy tale.

Edward inevitably felt a trace of sadness.

Back then, he was determined to marry Alexia, but he wanted to marry a woman whose background was unknown and he didn't even want to say her surname. The resistance was obvious.

He stubbornly made a fuss, threatening to give up the throne, causing the royal cabinet to be in trouble, and finally got concessions from the nobles and the cabinet.

You can marry, but you cannot show your face, there is no engagement, no wedding, and no right to take pictures with the future prince and princess.

But Alexia didn't mind.

She's guilty of hiding it, and seems happy not to have to show it.

He got what he wanted.

He proudly chose the laurel element, showing his girl's "bewitching" to him, and praising him for his wonderful victory.

... But he only won two short years.

But to this day, he still has no regrets.

He followed the rules all his life. He was a well-behaved prince when he was a child, a well-behaved crown prince when he grew up, and finally a well-behaved king.

He obeys all the rules, but in front of love, he can destroy everything in the past.

Yes, he had longed for Alexia that way with the idea of ​​completely giving up the throne.

…Alexia was the only time in his life that he deviated from the norm.

Edward smiled silently.

With absurd self-deprecation.

...If he really gave up the throne, can Alexia always be by his side?Will Allen live a more relaxed and happy life?

He didn't dare to look at Alexia's tomb, and didn't dare to confirm whether there was a body inside.

Or, even if it was there, he would wonder if it was a wizard's trick.

to be honest.

He wants Alexia back.

At that time, he could simply give up the throne and take her and Ellen to live in seclusion in Windermere and live an ordinary and happy life.

He heard Allen say,

"Father, can I take the blue rose brooch to the Grindelwald family?"

Edward smiled slightly.

He said softly, "Of course, you can dress cute that day, maybe your mother can see it."

Allen pouted and stood up.

"No, Your Majesty. I am going to welcome the queen as the crown prince."

He proudly puffed out his chest, "I have already restrained myself and decided not to wear the gown for the award ceremony! But I must wear the suit that suits me best!"

Butler Fran stood outside the door and left the study silently.

...It's rare for them to get along as father and son. Let these two poor children think about the future.

The slight sound of closing the door alarmed Allen. He poked his head out and took a look. Seeing the old butler leave, he happily turned back to the inner room and walked to His Majesty.

"Father, there is one more thing I want to take with me."

His voice dropped again, with a slight guilty conscience and anticipation in his brows and eyes.

Edward was amused by him, "Let's hear it?"

Allen pulled out a flattering smile, put his hands behind his back, with a hint of hesitation in his expression, but in the end he said, "I want to take the Katina long sword."

Edward was inevitably startled.

Katina long sword?

The ceremonial sword used at the coronation of kings and queens?

The "Sword of Mercy" with the blunt and square end kept in the Jewels Room of the Tower of London?

He lowered his eyes and pondered, and said outrageously again, "I'll bring it for you."

Allen shook his head slightly, his brows calmed down, and he said softly, "No, father, I will go by myself. Katina can only be stored in the Tower of London."

Edward turned his eyes for a while, and he figured it out.

After all, the king's request for Katina is a big deal, so it's hard to guarantee that the media won't catch on.

But Allen knows magic, he can take out Katina quietly and set a confusion spell without alarming anyone.

He smiled reassuringly, raised his hand and tapped Allen on the head.

"You……"

Allen smiled like a cat stealing a fish.

He stayed peacefully in the castle, finished dinner with Edward, recorded the Christmas greeting video, and forged a few daily scenes to prepare for Christmas.

then……

In the stillness of midnight, he put on a dark gray suit, put on a warm double-breasted black coat, and covered himself with the Disillusionment Charm, and flew out of the window soundlessly.

The night is dark.

The lights are bright.

The London Tower Bridge is reflected in the Thames River, hiding a different kind of beauty in the colorful lights.

As Christmas approaches, many stores will postpone their business hours until ten o'clock in the evening, and there will be a small light at the door of the store after ten o'clock.

Now, apart from the bar, there is no place to open.

Some drunken boys and girls are setting wine glasses by the River Thames, looking at the night view of the Tower of London.

But this can't disturb Allen.

He flew across the sky without a sound, flew to the place where the jewelry was displayed, turned into a cloud of black mist, got in through the faint gap in the glass, and condensed back into his body without a sound.

Under the spell of illusion, he stepped on the leather shoes, passed countless luxurious jewels step by step, and stopped in front of a long sword.

That's a classic double-edged sword.

The Sword of Katina.

The sword used for coronation, the blade is not open, the end is blunt and square, known as mercy.

The long sword lay quietly on top of the red velvet. Although it was an iron sword, it was well maintained and its whole body was glowing with silver light.

The deep wooden handle is round and stable, and the iron branch guard deftly wraps around the handle for two weeks, lightly connecting with the sword body.

It has double blades, but both of them are blunt and dexterous. They fall straight down, and the winding reliefs surrounding the sword body stop abruptly where the sword tip should be, almost forming a square shape. appearance.

According to legend, an angel appeared and knocked off the point of its sword, warning,

"Mercy is better than revenge."

Alan didn't want revenge, he just wanted to use this long sword to crown his mother.

He took out the long sword with great care, held the handle with one hand, and stood up the long sword. Looking at the light reflecting its light, he seemed to see the glory that His Majesty once had.

The honor his mother deserved too.