Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

When Allen boarded the Hogwarts Express again, he really saw the changes in the wizarding world.

Native wizards and Muggle wizards wear the same fashion, wear the same style of jewelry, and what's more, the senior girls wear the same makeup.

They admired each other's matching, as if they belonged to the same world.

Allen knew that deeper changes lurk within.

He held the illusion spell, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and found his car with a smile.

Surprisingly, Draco and the others were already sitting inside.

Draco and Harry sat on the side, with a faint look of mutual dislike between their brows and eyes.

Theodore was cast aside alone.

Well, this trio who once got together for a short time finally got together again after a year-long separation.

They discussed the Quidditch World Cup enthusiastically and praised Krum's excellence.

Allen smiled softly, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and removed the illusion spell he was holding.

The three of them subconsciously observed Alan's expression, and seeing that he was recovering well, they relaxed one after another, which revealed a little surprise.

However, that surprise was like snow in early spring, and it was quickly suppressed.

Draco pursed his lips slightly and saluted as politely as Theodore.

Only Harry, the real Gryffindor, shouted happily,

"Your Highness!"

He ran over, smiling happily.

"Where did you go during the summer vacation? There was no news for two whole months, if Professor Dumbledore hadn't promised, we would all be worried to death!"

He stood up so abruptly that Allen realized that the skinny savior had also grown.

Today's Harry has almost grown to 1.8 meters, not a bit lower than Allen, and his lips are red and his teeth are white, only the messy hair has not grown.

Allen smiled slightly and replied, "Private time."

He pointed to the seat, sat next to Theodore, and picked up some new chocolates with his raised fingers, jokingly said,

"The king and the crown prince have to steal some time too, don't they?"

"—new chocolate, do you want to try it?"

He behaved like this, as if he had returned to the first and second grades, which made everyone feel kind.

Draco took the first piece of chocolate, dragging Aria smoothly.

"Your Highness, you have finally regained your glory as before, don't let me, a humble subordinate, worry about it!"

Allen handed Theodore a chocolate ball casually, glanced at him, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Did you meet Professor Snape during the summer vacation?"

Draco: ...

Theodore tried to hold back a smile, and quickly stuffed the chocolate ball into his mouth.

But Harry was not so polite, and immediately broke out into a big smile, raised his shoulders and bumped the white peacock who couldn't say anything.

Draco glared at Harry fiercely, and snatched the chocolate from Harry's hand.

He explained awkwardly,

"Don't laugh... It's just for Dad's sake that Professor Snape is willing to teach me about potions."

With a faint smile, Allen didn't answer the question.

Draco was different.

The once arrogant little peacock has completely become the real Malfoy, and his words and deeds are very much like Lucius.

It's just that he doesn't know whether the loyalty in his heart is more towards him, or whether it has always belonged to Malfoy.

He smiled slightly and said, "I am very pleased that you love learning so much."

Allen said encouragingly,

"The Malfoy family tree has deep roots, and it will become more prosperous in the future... As the future head of the Malfoy family, you should indeed be stricter with yourself."

This sentence is really profound.

Theodore lowered his eyes cautiously, thinking about Alan's intentions.

Hearing these words, does His Highness need to rely more on Malfoy?

He glanced at Draco, saw Master Malfoy proudly raised his lips at a standard 15 degrees, and nodded respectfully as if he had come to his senses.

Harry looked at them strangely.

... This tone, this attitude, how can it be like getting along with friends?

He looked at them carefully, twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, got up and said, "Um, Your Highness, I'll go first, Ron and the others are still waiting for me in the back compartment!"

Allen handed him a new box of chocolates, and said in a gentle voice, "Bring some snacks, and entertain your friends."

Harry hesitated to take it.

He suddenly felt that they were like brothers again, so he smiled happily, took the chocolate and ran to the back compartment, happily sharing it with his friends.

Gryffindors, typified by Ron, are not many-minded, and most of them are cheering for delicious chocolate.

But the little muggle-born wizards paid close attention to their Highness, and pushed Hermione out who was on good terms with the savior.

The clever little witch pulled Harry aside and asked Alan's status in a low voice.

Harry said foolishly, "Fine!"

He came back suddenly, showing a trace of hesitation.

Hermione:  …

Is Your Highness really alright?

Under the questioning of the little witch, Harry hesitated and said,

"However, I think the way he gets along with Draco and Theodore is weird, not like friends, but like..."

Hermione answered, "Boss and subordinate?"

She rolled her eyes, "Harry! Draco was originally the head of His Highness's house in Slytherin!"

Harry paused.

He thought about the way Alan and Alger, the former head of Gryffindor, got along, and he hesitated to agree with this sentence.

He suddenly added, "But His Highness still said things like 'The Malfoy family has deep roots and will grow more and more in the future'...

"I only heard such words when His Highness was with other pure blood!"

Hermione didn't understand.

"However, Harry...Draco is also a pure-blood, so it won't be a problem for His Highness to say something like this occasionally, right?"

She looked over to Ron and shouted angrily,

"Ronald!"

She walked over quickly and accused, "You didn't leave me chocolate!"

The little witch looked like she was about to break down.

"That's chocolate from His Highness..."

Harry shook his head, listening to the quarrel over there, he always felt that Alan and Draco had changed.

After a while, he sighed softly.

...Even if they all changed, what could he change?