Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Time escapes step by step.

As if standing next to humans is something unbearable.

When Allen came to his senses, a three-meter-high Christmas tree had already been set up at Sandringham Palace. Under the command of Triss, countless gorgeous decorations were stacked on it, as beautiful as a dream.

He lowered his eyes and moved his fingers silently.

[Lance: Have any newspapers in various countries reported it recently?

allen]

Lance quickly responded to the message, his words were concise and cryptic.

[Your Highness:

There is no news at the moment.During the Christmas period, the Ministry of Magic of various countries will relax. Maybe in a few days, there will be news.Please rest assured, as soon as there is news, I will inform you in time.

Yours faithfully, Lance]

Lance watched the news, his purple eyes were reflected on the bright blue screen, revealing a hint of comfort.

He knew that his Highness had returned.

He looked at the plan that had already been bound into a book at hand, knowing that all of this would be implemented—they would usher in a new future.

Allen really had no intention of staying in Durmstrang.

He had read most of the profound black magic books, and the rest had copies, which were stored at the bottom of his suitcase.

It was all over for him in Durmstrang.

This is the first Waterloo in his life.

Both his mother and Floria had completely disappeared from his life.

With his eyes closed, Allen could see the towering tower of memory in his mind, and see the Tower of Babel he worked so hard to build.

In the past, this tower was only used to store memories.

just now……

This tower also assumes the responsibility of imprisoning the sore spot.

Flamel's death, everything about the queen, and Floria's death were all completely sealed by him in the bottommost dungeon, never to be opened.

After these memory fragments were blocked, Allen seemed to be under a forgetting spell.

He deliberately forgot all this.

Then perform the duties of the crown prince as if nothing had happened.

He shoots Christmas videos, attends Christmas events, distributes Christmas puddings, and prepares Christmas presents.

He had the perfect smile of a crown prince.

... But something seemed to have disappeared from his body, and the tenderness emanating from his bones seemed to have faded a bit.

There is almost a gap between the crown prince and the people.

Facing the previous crown prince, Gryffindor's little lion dared to pounce on him for comfort; but facing the current crown prince, no one dared to do such an offensive act.

Edward vaguely noticed it.

This change is especially noticeable on Christmas Day, when they go to church to pray.

When the bishop asked the king and the crown prince to pray, Allen looked at the prayer handed in indifferently, and finally raised his hand to take it.

Use force until the joints turn white.

The pious voice of the bishop echoed in the church, as if it had entered the ears of the crucified Jesus.

[The angel said to them:

"Don't be afraid! I bring you good news of great joy, which concerns all peoples. Because today in the city of David, a Savior, the Lord Christ, has been born for you."

……

["God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."]

With a soft and loving smile, the bishop said loudly,

[This is the core essence of Christmas: God's great love for the world. ]

Allen sneered silently.

He heard the voice "We see that God is just, merciful, and loving!" ]

He raised his eyes to look at the aloof Holy Spirit.

He looked at the suffering Jesus.

He looked at the tossing and turning absurd fate.

He responded,

[Merciful Lord, I pray that you will allow us to repent of all the mistakes in our lives and open our hearts on Christmas Day... to live in your love all the time...]

Allen couldn't hear his own voice.

He vaguely saw Katina stained with blood, and saw the sword of mercy stained with hatred.

Edward looked sideways and grabbed his arm silently and secretly.He thanked the bishop calmly, and quickly brought Alan back to the car.

Sitting next to the child, he heard Allen say in a daze, "Your Majesty, they lied to me."

Edward had nothing to say.

He dared not admit that he also had resentment against the gods.

He comforted him softly, "Today Triss prepared a delicious turkey, let's go back to eat, shall we?"

Edward warmly said, "Father prepared an interesting little gift today!"

"Ok?"

Allen came to his senses, and then saw a dancing turkey on the dining table.

He tilted his head, thinking with some hesitation:

... dancing ... turkeys?

He sat beside Edward, watching the turkey pick up the knife neatly, like a well-trained warrior, danced and sliced ​​itself into pieces, and flew to the plates of the king and the crown prince.

Alan:  …

He exhaled slowly and deeply.

... Can this... be eaten?

The taste of the turkey is still good, and the Christmas dinner is quite enjoyable.

Edward gave Ellen a white baby clothes.

It was a soft cotton baby dress, and the huge ruffles at the neckline looked fresh and cute, very suitable for summer.

That was what Ellen wore the day he was born.

It was chosen by Alexia herself.

Even including Alan's clothes for one to two years old, Alexia had already chosen them before production.

She is expecting this baby.

She was looking forward to this child so much, but it was a pity that she didn't accompany him for a few days.

Edward knew the boy was smart, and he wanted to tell him—

You are the treasure we have been waiting for with all our hearts.

So you don't have to worry, we will never give up on you.

Allen stored the dress carefully.

Suddenly he didn't resent the gods.

He silently opened the window of the dormitory and flew to the church not far away.

He stepped into the church step by step, seeing the tall images of the crucified Jesus and the merciful Madonna hidden in the darkness, took out the long sword of Katina, and half-knelt in front of the tall cross.

[If I commit a heinous crime...

[Please understand that His Majesty Edward IX has nothing to do with this.He has been pious and responsible from beginning to end, performing the duties of the king conscientiously...

[Please bless Your Majesty, The Prince of Cornwall. ]