Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Time flies by.

The peaceful life continued until October. During this period, the dean of each college has to take on the important task of teaching the students of the college to dance.

This Christmas, Hogwarts will hold a Yule Ball to welcome guests from afar.

Allen originally had expectations for Snape.

He really couldn't imagine what it would be like for the pitch-black Professor Bat to dance ballroom dances, so he could only see the real appearance of the other party.

pity……

Most Slytherin students are either rich or expensive, and things like ballroom dancing are easy for them.

So a certain bat professor delegated the task of teaching dance to the prefects.

Speaking of this prefect, that's unfortunate enough.

He became a prefect when Allen almost controlled the strongest Malfoy family in the wizarding world, controlled the Nott family, and Greengrass asked each other again.

...Became a prefect when the pure-blooded families of certain forces became surrounded by each other.

The moment he received the letter, he knew that his so-called prefect was useless.

The Muggle Crown Prince is the uncrowned king of Slytherin.

It turns out he was right.

The little snakes were already afraid of Allen, and now they are being raised by their parents, and they are even more attentive. Often he can't dissuade things that he can't even waste his words. The crown prince only needs a look.

And now, he still needs to teach those idiots who can't dance!

(Can he say he doesn't either?)

The poor prefect is dying of grief.

... You can't expect a poor wretch with a limb to teach someone how to dance, can you?

When the prefect began to lose his hair, Alan's progress was not smooth.

He couldn't find any records of space-time magic.

Those black magic books will mention it.

But they all only wrote the words "absolutely taboo, untouchable" lightly and solemnly.

Gothic script was inscribed on scrolls of yellowed parchment.

It seems to indicate the fate of being abandoned.

Allen sat in the armchair, with his slender legs folded together, wearily put the rare and rare copy aside, raised his hand on the armrest, and gently rubbed his temple.

For a moment, he asked himself:

You clearly know that it is an absolute taboo, and you clearly promised Nicole Flamel not to touch it... Do you have to find time and space magic now?

The son of a daughter can't sit down.

Allen paused lightly.

As the crown prince, it seems that he shouldn't be so disregarding himself.

...Even if he is just a mascot on the table.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes completely covered the expression in them.

If someone half-knelt at his feet and looked up, he would be able to see the deep and quiet seabed, but it seemed to be suddenly disturbed by sharks, causing ripples.

... But what about His Majesty the King?

Allen maintained that posture quietly, like a statue.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never seen His Majesty get sick.

But in his stolen memory, he saw His Majesty fainted and sick for many days.

... No wonder His Majesty abandoned the communication crystal ball in those days, and only communicated with him by text message using the contact badge.

... His Majesty is ill.

And the cause of that disease lies in the queen.

Allen closed his eyes gently, hiding the tears overflowing to the corners of his eyes.

He is guilty, he blames himself.

He has never been so self-deprecating, as if every step he made was wrong.

He just wanted to make up for the mistake.

... Gamble with an even bigger mistake, betting that he can break through the taboo since ancient times, and that he can bring back the undead underground.

Allen had to admit that this would lead to bigger troubles and mistakes.

He thought coldly:

—Forget it, let it be.

He no longer deliberately searched for books on time and space magic, and calmly and calmly studied other magic and handled the affairs of the crown prince.

Such as participating in the school liaison committee, with the crown prince's constant smile, and dining with the little Muggle wizards.

For example, check the spell practice society and give some other suggestions to the little wizards.

For example, discuss with Grindelwald how to intersperse black magic teaching in defense without telling Dumbledore.

Another example……

Discuss with the Knight Commander the unexpected situation where Muggle items from outside the school find their way into the wizarding world.

——Reform cannot always be smooth sailing.

The Greengrass family failed to seek cooperation, and brought other pure-blood families with them, trying to uphold the traditions of the old nobles and fight against the influx of Muggles.

Lance's voice was extremely steady, with some imperceptible disgust mixed with it.

"They hoisted the banner of the Act of Wizarding Secrecy, saying that Muggle drugs and clothing violated the prohibition against the misuse of Muggle items.

"Of course, they didn't get a lot of support."

The knight commander smiled coldly.

"The people of the wizarding world enjoy the benefits of Muggle medicine, especially the high-level enjoy the economic benefits——

"Greenglass didn't even get a chance to speak in the Daily Prophet."

"Your Highness, we still have the advantage."

Allen slowly raised the corner of his mouth.

He exclaimed, "Look, that's terrible interest."

He calmly unwrapped the chocolate ball, "By the way, Lance. Daphne came to me for help two days ago.

"—she wants me to help her inherit the family."

Those sea blue eyes were deep and cold, but the blond hair was so brilliant.

The contrast between the two is so great that it seems a little unworthy.

The rich aroma of chocolate spread in the air.

Allen said calmly, "Of course, she gave an exchange - the Greengrass family under her control will be absolutely loyal to me."

Lance was silent for a moment, and asked the question thoughtfully.

"Your Highness, Daphne is mediocre and cowardly, even a little stupid, but not very ruthless. In other words, she is not tough and can be easily shaken.

"If at a critical moment, she suddenly regrets..."

Allen chuckled lightly, "Lance, she won't be in charge at that time."

He ordered, "Cooperate with Lucius recently to deal with the officials of the Ministry of Magic. Before the conflict intensifies, I want the Ministry of Magic to stand in our camp.

"Of course, against someone like Arthur Weasley..."

Lance smiled gently and said respectfully, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I understand."

——Don't use money or silk for an upright person.

On the contrary, it is a better choice to understand them with emotion, move them with reason, and use the "righteousness" of the development of the wizarding world to govern them.