Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

1994 12 Month 25 Day.

A special Christmas.

We still don't understand why wizards believe in God, but it is true that we have a dance like never before.

This ball was not special because of the Trifinals, it was special because, no one knew that the personable person on the dance floor was not the real Muggle Crown Prince.

Years later, this ball has become a legend.

The calm and majestic crown prince on the dance floor is like a born king, and his every move is still talked about by people.

On that day, the Hogwarts Great Hall was completely decorated.

All the long tables were taken down, the hall was covered with silver, many snow-covered Christmas trees were placed around the room, and there were even many crystal castles as tall as a person.

The complex crystal chandeliers are brilliant and gorgeous, and countless candles are still floating in the air, reflecting the snow scene in the nearly transparent ceiling.

The students gathered together in twos and threes, discussing each other's outfits, and lamented the beauty that everyone had never had before.

Under deliberate modification, everyone is a little bit better than usual.

The surprise that was caught off guard suddenly struck, and the crowd burst into admiration one after another.Of course, there are also silent feelings spreading quietly.

Professor McGonagall is busy arranging the prom process - the burden of the vice-headmaster, huh?This fatigue should be blamed on the lazy old bee all day long!

She called Fleur and Krum together, looking for Allen anxiously.

It happened that Draco passed by, the platinum boy no longer had the usual arrogance, and there was a certain serenity in his eyes.

He held his arms, let Astoria put his arm in his, and lowered his head slightly to talk to the girl, his behavior was extremely considerate.

Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked Fleur and Krum to wait together, and strode over.

"Malfoy!"

She called out to Draco, helped her wizard hat with a wide brim, and asked,

"Oh, Malfoy, do you know where Alan is? Yes, the ball is about to begin, and he's a Hogwarts champion! He needs to do the opening dance!

"I suppose you know where he is?"

Draco paused, shaking his head slightly.

"No, I do not know."

Professor McGonagall nodded in disappointment, she looked at Astoria again, and tilted her head hesitantly.

"What about you, Miss Greengrass?"

Astoria smiled apologetically, "Ah, professor, His Highness usually only stays in the secret room or his dormitory, maybe you can go to these two places to look for it?"

She gently tugged at the corner of her skirt.

"We won't bother you."

Draco, who was in a daze, was slightly pulled by the girl beside him, and he also nodded to bid farewell to Professor McGonagall.

[...I think you must know where he is? ]

This sentence is really sad.

Those gray-blue eyes drooped down with some disappointment, recalling the scene of the first and second grades.

At that time, he and Allen were indeed close.

At that time, he was indeed Alan's closest person.

As long as Alan appears on the Hogwarts campus, he will always be by his side.

Unfortunately, it's different now.

the other side--

Dumbledore persuaded the temper-tantrum Grindelwald with difficulty, and found for Edward the Christmas dress that Allen hung in the bedroom.

He tried his best to ignore the former demon king grinding his teeth beside him, blocked someone with a smile, and suggested,

"Your Majesty, please change your clothes first, and then use the body transformation technique... After all, we are running out of time."

"of course."

Edward responded accordingly.

His Majesty looked at the dress system of the wizarding world with some curiosity.

——This is too traditional.

There is some strange feeling in the tradition, maybe it is the feeling of magic?

Edward didn't know.

The only good thing is that Alan has grown to be as tall as him, and he doesn't need to drink any shrinking potions to achieve his goal.

He smiled worriedly, and looked at the sleeping child on the hospital bed.

... Who would have thought that he would still have the time to replace others like this.

Urged by Dumbledore, Edward walked into the curtain of the ward with the gown in his hands.

Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore angrily, and lowered his voice with patient anger.

"Isn't it okay to wake up that brat? Do you want this nasty Muggle to stay?"

Dumbledore shrugged.

"Gellert, don't think so. To be precise, it's more legitimate for this king to stay here than you."

"You know, that Jacob Kowalski used to set foot in Hogwarts because of the confrontation..."

The old headmaster paused, then closed his mouth lightly.

Grindelwald gritted his teeth.

"...for fighting against me."

He said darkly, "I hate that Muggle! And that Newt Scamander!"

Dumbledore kept his mouth shut.

The light movement of the curtain resolved the embarrassing situation, and the white-bearded grandfather hurriedly looked over, smiling and admiring.

He giggled, "Your Majesty... this dress suits you too..."

Edward politely thanked him for the compliment.

This dress is really nice.

The crisp white shirt with wing collar is wrapped with a velvet black bow tie, and the white dress vest smoothly draws out the waistline.

...Yes, even though His Majesty is 36 years old, the long-term exercise has not changed his figure.

Just like before Alexia met.

Of course, the gown inevitably felt a bit restrained.

After all, Allen is still a teenager, and his skeleton has not fully grown, so his dress is a bit thin, and His Majesty Edward, after all, is a man with a grown skeleton.

Edward smiled helplessly, unbuttoned his vest, and suggested kindly, "Mr. Dumbledore, I think, I still need a little shrinking potion. Or, polyjuice potion will do."

Dumbledore was a little surprised.

...This Muggle king, even knows about Polyjuice Potion?

He smiled hesitantly, "I'm afraid I can't... Compound decoction needs to be boiled for a long time."

The old principal blinked slightly.

"It's okay, Your Majesty. Body Transfiguration can solve these problems!"

Edward raised an eyebrow.

"Then please, both of you."

After a lot of tossing...

Well, after some ideological education of Grindelwald, His Majesty disguised as the crown prince is finally freshly released.

Although Grindelwald still dislikes him——

"Hey, look at his gorgeous appearance!"

Of course, the former demon king was poked hard by the old headmaster.

When "Alan" and Gedun appeared in the Hogwarts auditorium at the same time, everyone looked over uncontrollably.

Today's Highness seems to be extraordinarily charming.

The face is still the usual face, but the hair is rarely sprayed with hairspray, and it is combed into a big back and combed back, revealing amazing eyebrows and eyes.

That kind of magnanimous and graceful demeanor is even better than before, and he walks calmly and calmly, passing by everyone like a leisurely stroll.

The girls all sighed inwardly.

--hateful!Why not go for it boldly!Maybe they are the ones beside His Highness now!

Otherwise, with so many girls in Hogwarts, how could it be the goblin of Beauxbatons?

Professor McGonagall also saw the person coming, and heaved a sigh of relief.

She turned her face a little angrily, and strode over.

"Alan! Why did you just come here? I'm just waiting for you!"

Professor Maomao looked at "Alan" strangely.

Today's Allen seems a little strange, it seems that he has not changed, but there seems to be something different.

...seemed to be a little more quiet and majestic.

He smiled and nodded, and said in a gentle voice, "Professor, I have been delayed by something, sorry for being late."

Professor McGonagall gave him a helpless look, "You know it's almost time? Well, let's go—where's your partner?"

Allen smiled, glanced at Dumbledore, and saw him blink innocently.

He sighed with a smile, "Professor, she's waiting for me in the foyer, we just go there."

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows strangely.

She always felt that something was wrong, but the dance was about to start, so she didn't bother to delve into it too much. She took Allen and strode towards the foyer, not forgetting to urge a certain irresponsible principal.

"Albus! You should hurry to the teacher's seat, too!"

"—and Professor Green, of course!"

"Alan" suppressed a smile and lowered his eyes, followed the professor to the hall.

He restrained the scrutiny in his eyes.

——Hogwarts Castle is indeed splendid.

Edward walked forward calmly, and heard the pleasant voice of the dance partner.

"Little Prince? You are finally here!"

The girl was wearing a beautiful light blue silk dress, soft and elegant with a little elegance.

She came over with a tolerant smile, without any blame.

Edward hesitated.

...He seemed to have seen a glimmer of maternal brilliance just now?

He tried his best not to think about the image of his son in the eyes of outsiders, and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation, allowing the other party to put his hand in his.