Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Astoria is really desperate.

It's not that she hasn't looked for Alan before. At that time, the delegation of Beauxbaton and Durmstrang just arrived, and Krum was looking for Alan every day, and the always lenient Crown Prince refused to meet with him.

That's when she stopped Krum.

In the breeze by the Black Lake, Astoria persuaded,

"Mr Krum, don't try to force His Highness, if he doesn't want to see you, you won't be able to find him."

Krum was silent, and asked awkwardly,

"Are you his friend?"

Astoria froze for a moment, then smiled lightly, with the complexities of being tempted briefly at the dinner party, and also with the pity that he had heard Draco tell about the other party's loss of soul.

She shook her head lightly, "No."

...Or, that His Highness never had any friends.

She said thoughtfully, "But in this school, most of the people are His Highness's subjects, and they are all familiar with his temperament—if you don't believe me, you can ask them for proof."

Krum was silent for a long time, and nodded silently.

After that, he really didn't put all his energy on Allen anymore, and he had a silent favorite——Hermione Granger.

Astoria doesn't care about that.

She only cares about whether she has made meritorious service to the crown prince.

Only with meritorious service can she have the capital to negotiate with that person.

She did meet Allen through it.

however……

She also met her sister.

The blond crown prince sat in the armchair just like that, with his head half propped up, watching them scrambling for property, his eyes were so calm, and seemed to be inherently aloof.

That look made Astoria feel ashamed uncontrollably.

...The family competition has been exposed to such an extent!

Let outsiders know, who can think highly of Greengrass!

She pursed her lips, let go of her pride and persuaded softly, "Sister, we should go back and discuss with father about our family's internal affairs..."

That word directly offended Daphne.

She became furious almost instantly, and her pretty face was slightly distorted.

"What do you mean?"

She gritted her teeth and asked, the forbearance and shock of the so-called younger sister's eyebrows made her even more annoyed, she almost couldn't help growling in a low voice,

"Astoria! What do you mean!"

Countless teardrops fell from the sockets of her eyes, and Daphne only found it funny.

She wiped away her tears viciously, and asked, "Go back? Let my father make the decision? Do you want to listen to what you are saying! Let him make the decision, is there any chance of me being chosen!"

Astoria shook her head slightly.

She also had tears in her eyes, but with Alan by her side, she really couldn't speak out about her interests.

... Relying on the crown prince to obtain the right of inheritance?

My silly sister, do you think you will control Greengrass after you win the inheritance?

You think we stand on opposite sides——

Father, mother, and me, will there be a happy ending!

Thousands of words were suffocated in her heart, and Astoria could hardly speak.

In Daphne's view, this silence is almost tacit consent.

She laughed coldly, half kneeling at Alan's feet in front of her sister, looking at Alan with hatred and distorted expectations, as fanatical as a believer of an evil god.

She squeezed Alan's finger and begged, "Your Highness, I dedicate Greenglass to you! As long as I can become a legitimate heir!"

Allen smiled lightly.

He lowered his eyes like a benevolent god.

However, the corner of his mouth curled up, as if mocking the suffering of the world again.

he agreed,

"it is good."

After that, Allen praised Daphne for her meticulousness in public many times, and ordered Theodore to teach Daphne in business matters, as if he regarded Daphne as the new heir of Greengrass.

He ordered it so well.

It seems that everything has been settled.

Thinking of the past, Astoria couldn't help but sink in his heart.

She knew that in the face of the opponent's strength, her resistance was like a mantis holding a cart.

For Greengrass, she must rely on the crown prince.

Astoria made up her mind, she looked over the concerned Draco, looked at the crown prince who was sitting indifferently inside, and saw the silky silk pajamas in his hand.

Looking at those sea blue eyes, there was a trace of emptiness.

However, the emptiness was only for a moment, and in an instant, the crown prince there smiled, as gentle as the best brother.

Astoria sighed in his heart, but also smiled, walked into the room, and half knelt at Allen's feet.

She surrendered, "Good night, Your Highness!"

She raised her eyes, as delicate as a doll, and Allen could even vaguely see the charm of light makeup.

Astoria said softly, "I apologize to you for offending you by Greenglass. I assure you once again that Greenglass has no intention of challenging your majesty!"

She said with some earnestness,

"We just want to get closer to your glory, that's all."

Draco couldn't help frowning.

He really cared about Astoria, so much so that he closed the door the moment the other party entered, and stood beside Allen in the girl's footsteps.

... No, it is not so much the side, but the opposite side that is one step away.

He couldn't help looking at Allen, trying to see something from the other's expression.

That gaze was so obvious that Alan sighed in his heart.

With a half smile, he shook his head slightly.

"Astoria, people have to be trustworthy, don't they? - I've already promised Daphne."

Astoria looked at him earnestly, and said firmly with half tears,

"I am definitely not here in the name of the heir!"

She looked at those sea blue eyes with a little anxiety, lowered her eyes and saw Draco's leather shoes a step away, frowned and bit her lower lip lightly, explaining,

"I just... want to ask you to forgive my father's offense..."

She raised her hand and grabbed Alan's wrist, leaned forward and said, "Please rest assured, no matter who the heir is, Greenglass will always be loyal to you!"

I really feel pity for that appearance.

But Draco's gaze remained on the hand that Astoria was holding.

That hand is slender and fair, pampered...

But too close to his girl.

He was so close that he frowned, with strong jealousy and jealousy in his heart.

Allen looked down at Astoria, as if he was thinking about something.

He saw Draco's agitation from the corner of his eye, so he stretched out his hand to pinch Astoria's chin, and slowly approached the fragrant girl.

He said with a half-smile, "I don't want such frivolous loyalty!"

The crown prince raised his right hand, half in the air, as if summoning the sword from dust.

He dropped the long sword on the girl's shoulder, the sharp blade was not even an inch away from the snowy skin, and faint bloodstains slid down the blade.

Allen said kindly, "Do you dare to conclude a blood curse of loyalty? Astoria."

Astoria couldn't help but looked at Draco aside, with helpless pain hidden in the rolling eyes.

She said, "If you want, I can..."

"You can not!"

Draco interrupted the sentence loudly.

He stepped forward with a stinking face, pulled Astoria up from the ground, stuffed it behind him, and blocked the girl with a wrong footstep, looking at the half-leaning crown prince with almost vigilance and vigilance.

Allen's eyes moved slightly, sliding gently between the two of them.

He sat up straight, raised his hand to press the armrest, got up and walked in front of Draco.

He sneered,

"Draco, what are you panicking about?"

Draco stiffened his neck, but Malfoy, who had always been timid and cowardly, was so resolute in standing in front of irrelevant people, resolutely resisting the existence he could not afford to provoke.

He was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Your Highness, she is my lover!"

Allen looked into his eyes and suddenly smiled with downcast eyes.

He raised his hand and patted Draco's shoulder, seemingly relieved but also threatening.

"Draco, I am honoring her."

"But you never asked me to do that!"

Draco insisted, taking Astoria back with his arm in fear and wariness, and said, "Astoria will be my wife, and she's a Malfoy too."

With a little entreaty, he said,

"If you and I had ever had a friendship..."

Allen's smile cooled down inch by inch.

He smiled lightly, and glanced at the bloodstain on Astoria's neck, the trace disappeared as if it had never appeared before.

He picked up his blue silk pajamas and looked at those gray-blue eyes that had never been so determined.

"Draco, congratulations."

He said with a smile, "Astoria is indeed a good girl. When you get married, I will give you a gift."

The blond hair brushed past them indifferently.

Draco turned around sharply, grabbed that wrist and asked, "Your Highness, will you let Greenglass go?"

Allen looked back with a slight smile.

He nodded and said, "For your sake."

...I'll keep it at least one credit.

...let it exist in name only!