Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Allen sipped the ice cream lightly.

In that flower field, he stole His Majesty's memory and saw a past that he never knew.

…begins hard and ends abruptly at the best of times.

He unconsciously wanted to get closer.

But he stretched out his hand, and went straight through the memory of that dreamy scene.

Allen took the space curse suitcase presented by the clerk, carried the box of books out of the store, and fell into Windermere Villa.

He looked up at the blazing sun and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lance was used to his surprise visits.

At the moment when the magic power line was hooked, the knight commander who was discussing the details with the Greengrass family lowered his eyebrows slightly, and responded to the other party's temptation with a smile.

He said a few perfunctory words, looked at the two daughters behind the head of the family, and smiled to sow discord.

"I really believe in the strength of the Greengrass family, and I can consider cooperation. But..."

He hesitated a little, as if he was indecisive.

"I heard that you haven't chosen an heir yet. Yes, I understand too—Miss Daphne is a stable and talented lady, but Miss Astoria is also very outstanding."

Lance smiled a little embarrassedly, and raised his hand to support the gold-wire mirror frame.

"We prefer to cooperate with families that are stable internally, such as Malfoy and Nott. All family properties and cooperation policies are determined, so we don't need to worry too much.

"But if it is a family with two heirs, we will inevitably feel that there will be a battle."

The face of Patriarch Greenglass was colorful.

He tried to save her, patted the little daughter beside him, and said, "Actually, Astoria is far better than Daphne, you don't need to have so many scruples!"

Daphne looked over, her eyes sank inch by inch.

...and so on.

...and so on.

He always dismisses her when she needs to be decent, always saves what she deserves, gives all the favors to Astoria, and then asks her for talents that are better than her sister.

If she can't get it out, she deserves it.

If it is taken out, it means that she doesn't need better things, and then she will pay more attention to Astoria.

She silently retracted her hands into the sleeves of her robe and clenched her fists tightly.

Lance glanced at her thought-secret movements, and slightly lowered his eyes and smiled.

He stood up and said, "We do prefer heirs with outstanding abilities... Oh, let's talk about it next time."

"—Farewell."

When the knight commander returned to the lakeside hut, Allen was standing by the French window in the living room, quietly looking at the lush ginkgo trees by the lake.

He relaxed his movements and called out softly, "Your Highness?"

……you are back?

Allen raised his hand slightly, blocking the words behind him.

Those sea blue eyes looked at Ginkgo, as calm as the calm sea.

After a while, he turned and walked back to the living room, sat down on the sofa, and asked, "Has anything happened in the past two months?"

Lance nodded silently.

He carefully observed Allen's expression, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

The last time I saw His Highness was when the two of them returned from the Grindelwald family. It has been five or six months now.

He is really worried these days.

It's really that His Highness's situation last time was so bad that he seemed to have lost his soul.

But His Majesty is His Majesty after all.

His Highness, who was accompanied by him, seemed to have the seedlings of the water source. Judging by his expression, he recovered quite well.

Lance didn't know how to describe his mood.

He was glad that their crown prince was more powerful, that their crown prince had returned, and was still willing to lead them into the future.

Those light purple eyes were full of brilliance.

He thoughtfully took out the summary report he carried with him, delivered it to Allen, and stood by his side like Fran's butler, reporting the events of the past two months truthfully.

"Your Highness, last year we introduced many types of medicines. Because of their convenience and initial discounts, they have received a lot of response from the wizarding world, and they are now able to compete with potions.

"Compared with potions, our medicines are more convenient to take and store, and they are also cheap and fast.

"Many families now use it as the first choice for drug storage."

"As for drug marketing..."

Lance smiled confidently, and raised his hand to support the gold-wire mirror frame.

"Your Highness, as you know, we chose the Malfoy and Nott families as the entry point.

"Lucius is not a low-key person. He makes a lot of money from the exclusive agency rights of medicines, and he is used to contacting the high-level officials of the Ministry of Magic...

"Nowadays, it has caused the dissatisfaction of many pure-blood families."

Those families, headed by Greengrass, tried many times, hoping to get a share of the pharmaceutical industry.

Due to dormant needs, they have not made the name of the Muggleborn Young Wizards Liaison Committee public yet.

Therefore, it will become very difficult to find the wizard in Knockturn Alley.

In the whole year of the third grade, less than 50 people were recovered.

The number of these little wizards was small, and they were all placed in their respective positions by Elizabeth Evans.

About the Ministry of Magic...

They were very satisfied with the batch of communication crystal balls sent before, most of which were arranged in the main office, and the relevant materials obtained from the eavesdropping have been archived.

Scrimgeour, head of the Auror Command, negotiated with us many times, hoping to customize a batch of mobile communication equipment.

Lance said thoughtfully,

"We pretended to be in a difficult situation, and declined to say that the expert in charge of the alchemy equipment was not there. But this seemed to remind him, and the minister turned around and went to the alchemy equipment shop to inquire.

"—Of course he didn't find a capable workshop.

"But I guess—Your Highness, he's thinking of you too."

Lance paused and explained,

"By the way, when you wrote the letter just now, I happened to be negotiating with the Greengrass family, so I let them get away with it for the time being."

"The two daughters of their family fought openly and secretly. Daphne refused to give up the position of heir. Astoria didn't want to fight, but she was in a dilemma under her father's insistence."

He seemed a little embarrassed.

"Your Highness, when I was leaving, I mentioned something in favor of Miss Astoria, about the fact that the Greengrass family will not be peaceful tonight."

Allen nodded without hesitation.

He chuckled, "I went to Knott's Manor to attend the Slytherin's internal dinner in my second year, and I vaguely provoked their infighting back then.

"Astoria knows how to be patient, otherwise this family feud would not have erupted until now."

He shook his head slightly, thinking,

"As for Scrimgeour...

"Wait a second, he wants a portable comm. It would be of great help to us, too, if we could tap into the comms inside the Aurors."

Lance bowed his head respectfully, with unique tolerance and tenderness.

"Okay, Your Highness!"

He smiled and asked, "Where did His Majesty take you? Before leaving, he specially sent a message with a badge, telling us not to disturb you."

Allen was taken aback, and smiled slightly with lowered eyes.

"It's nothing, the king and crown prince should also have some private time, that's all."

He got up, took out a gift box and handed it over, explaining, "I brought you a little gift, I hope you like it."

The knight commander was taken aback, and carefully took the gift box.

He opened it and saw an intense purple.

It was full-ripe lavender, and on top of it lay two beautiful bottles, a bottle of soothing lavender essential oil and a bottle of lavender-derived perfume.

Allen raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said in relief,

"Lance, you have worked so hard for the past few months, His Majesty and I will keep it in mind.

"This trip, we passed through a lavender producing area. Your Majesty and I both participated in the production of essential oils and perfumes, and specially brought some back for you."

Those sea blue eyes were so open and sincere, Lance was inexplicably grateful to see them.

He said with difficulty, "Your Highness..."

Allen raised his hand with a smile, and joked, "The knight commander has been working so hard for our compatriots, and this essential oil is also to make you relax.

"We just returned to London, and we have a backlog of business affairs. We still have to work hard on the affairs here."

Lance looked at him firmly, pressed his beating heart, and assured,

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will take care of these matters.

"Lance Loren will never betray your trust!"