Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Edward was the only expert on Alan's memory.

As for Professor Parker, he is the best assistant.

With the joint efforts of these two, Allen consolidated the memory palace.

It didn't take him too much time.

His Tower of Babel still shines brightly, only with many more cracks and patches.

But another thing took up a lot of his time.

He needs to straighten out the memories that overflowed before the age of seven, as for the others that are still messy...

Allen followed Professor Parker's advice and planned to sort out the daily records that Edward had written for him in the next three months.

Fortunately, the portable communication Scrimgeour requested has been completed.

His time is enough to deploy.

Many times, many things are better sooner rather than later.

Allen still remembered that when he found Dumbledore and made the old man a communication base station, the other party's expression seemed relieved and sad.

The old headmaster asked,

"Alan, are you also a communication base station?"

He didn't answer at the time.

In a way, he is, but he isn't.

He is the spider king on the spider web, he is the head of the army's communications, and he controls his subordinates so easily with a mere contact badge.

...This is a pioneering feat that no monarch has ever achieved!

Of course, he also encountered some problems.

Like Lance.

The knight commander has been asking about his condition more frequently recently, and Allen wonders if the other party has noticed something.

Perhaps he has some secrets that he is unwilling and unable to reveal to the public—or sins—he is no longer as peaceful and peaceful as before, pampering the meticulous care of his subordinates.

In the light, every detail can be seen clearly.

But what he needs more now is the darkness that can hide everything.

He looked at the letter reported by Lance, his sea blue eyes were very focused, but a little obscure.

[Your Highness:

Irwin Blair, the head of business, has agreed with me that another batch of Muggle drugs will be introduced in the near future.

[Currently, Blair has acquired two shops in Diagon Alley, but the owner of the Hogwarts cooperative clothing store, Madam Malkin, has refused to purchase.

In order not to alarm Dumbledore, we decided to detour Madam Malkin's clothing store. ]

Allen couldn't help feeling helpless.

... Blair really has an obsession with buying stores.

He continued to read, and saw that it read——

[The Triwizard Tournament is a grand event in the magical world, and the attention of the British Ministry of Magic is on it.The other day, Kenny Cooper, the bounty hunter, contacted me about blowing up the Ministry of Magic.

Please rest assured, Your Highness, I have already rejected the other party.

——Until our preparations are perfect, the Liaison Committee must not be noticed by the world! ]

Allen frowned slowly.

He twirled his fingers lightly, remembering that in the second grade, he gave Snape a bottle of werewolf blood at the time of the full moon, which came from Kenny Cooper.

At that time, he asked Lance to investigate the other party.

The other party is a mixed race who studied at Hogwarts Slytherin College from 1976 to 1981. He was excluded by everyone because of his ugly appearance and poor family.

Even if the grades are excellent, they are not accepted by Slytherin.

The shrewd little snakes recruit him, ignore him, use him, and show favor to him...

Only disrespect him.

"Lance, you seem to be enrolled in 1981?"

Allen had asked him that.

The knight commander replied, "Yes, I have seen him once. He was a gloomy man, a sinister but reckless man, who tended to move forward when encountering things.

"He has the potential of Slytherin, but he is more like Gryffindor, so that Slytherin doesn't like him, but Gryffindor House doesn't accept him.

"Being depressed for a long time makes him even more gloomy, and he has almost no friends. Especially..."

Lang paused, and said,

"At that time, his application for an internship with the Auror Ministry was rejected."

The knight commander's unique purple eyes were dim and hard to see.

At that time, he was still a little carrot who had just entered Hogwarts and thought he had entered a bright future.

At that time, he still had short hair, his hands were rough from working in the orphanage, and he was wearing a worn second-hand robe. He tried to hold his head high and imitate the appearance of others.

That time, he got lost at Hogwarts.

Coincidentally, I bumped into Kenny Cooper who was hiding in the classroom with a sullen face.

Little Lance was taken aback because the other party was really ugly.

Protruding teeth, tanned skin...

The bruises and scars from fighting on the face, the rough hands...

Kenny Cooper looked at him sullenly and cursed, "Go away, dirty little carrot!"

Lance moved aside nervously, watching the tall senior leave gloomyly.

Soon, the seventh graders of that class graduated.

Lance and Ceci Nolan, who was still cheerful at the time, ran to the school lawn to watch the graduates of each college take graduation photos there.

They giggled and laughed at the graduates, except for one.

Kenny Cooper seemed out of this world.

Standing among the huge stones and trees, he was tucked into his Slytherin school robe expressionlessly, with a gloomy air about him.

...he looked like he was going to kill.

Little Lance thought ignorantly.

Startled, he quickly withdrew his eyes and hid behind Sisi.

——That person is here!

But when he looked again, there was no sign of the other party.

After that, Lance quickly forgot about this person and spent seven years at Hogwarts happily.

until he graduates...

Appeared in Knockturn Alley in disarray...

The first time he killed, it was under the direction of Kenny Cooper.

It rained heavily that day.

Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the ground, washing away the blood and corpses on the ground.

Lance knelt on the ground in embarrassment and vomited, with a bloody knife in his hand, and his long hair was so messy that he couldn't see the color, and was barely washed out with a trace of silver.

Kenny Cooper was standing by.

That once gloomy student has turned into a gloomy bounty hunter.

"Carrot head, this is the only way to survive!"

Saying so, he threw a handful of Sickles to Lance, turned and left in the rain.

Lance hated Kenny Cooper.

But that grim fiend did teach him one thing right.

He was finally able to survive in Knockturn Alley.

Lance shook his head, broke free from his memory, looked at the brilliant contact badge in front of him, and seemed to be hesitant.

He gritted his teeth and still reported.

[Your Highness:

Kenny Cooper would like to invite you to meet.The original words are - I want to meet the master behind you.

Lance Loren]