Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

When the king and his son jointly investigated the danger that disturbed Barty Crouch, no one noticed that the real danger had been hidden around everyone.

And the moment the danger broke out, the crown prince, who had always been calm and gentle, became furious.

The sudden change caused the entire magic world to be turbulent.

Dumbledore looked at the brisk Slytherin table.

That long table was vaguely divided into three factions, and the three most powerful pure-blood families in the magic world participated in it.

—Malfoy.

—Greenglass.

...and Knott.

He gently tugged at his white beard, thinking of the blond boy in the whirlpool, he sighed silently.

The relationship between Slytherin's students is too complicated, and their status as heirs also makes their friendship seem like a calculation.

Just like at this moment, everyone is talking and laughing happily, but there is an inexplicable undercurrent hidden in it.

Draco Malfoy sat with Astoria, with a hint of arrogance, pointing the country to the little snakes who flattered him as always.

——That is, Astoria and I will definitely get married!

— Your Highness?Of course he will come to my wedding!

--my parents?They can't stop my happiness!

Astoria smiled and responded with some latent worry.

She wasn't as optimistic as Draco.

If the crown prince hadn't appeared in the wizarding world, there wouldn't be any doubts about the marriage of Malfoy and Greengrass—it would definitely be a good move to join forces!

But now...

The crown prince chose Daphne.

Astoria had to think, how could a profiteering businessman like Lucius Malfoy allow such a hidden crisis...

But what Draco said was not without reason.

"Since you and I will get married, Daphne is destined to be in charge of Greengrass. Besides, your father also showed favor to the knight commander—Alan is not such an unreasonable person."

Astoria could see that after Christmas, the crown prince gave Draco gifts in front of everyone, and gave greater benefits to the Malfoy family outside the school, which once again won Draco's heart.

... They were good friends after all.

She gently clenched her palms and listened to the little snakes asking,

"Malfoy, do you know how His Highness plans to pass the second game?"

"In another week, the second game will start!"

"The location is the Black Lake, and the subject is the mermaid... Could it be that His Highness wants to fight the mermaid?"

Draco sneered, "Don't be stupid, if that's the case, Alan can win in less than ten seconds!"

He proudly called his friend by his first name again.

The crowd burst into laughter.

On the other side, Theodore and Daphne were sitting together, the boy, who was much more cheerful than before, turned his head, said a few words to Daphne with some warnings, and then raised his eyes to glance at Draco over there.

His eyes were a little dark.

In order to cover up the momentary hostility, he took a sip from the cup, and the extremely sour fruity taste flooded into his teeth, so sour that he spit the juice back into the cup.

...damn it's lemon juice.

Theodore put the glass down on the table sullenly.

He really didn't understand what His Highness was thinking, since Daphne was chosen to be Greengrass' successor, why would he allow Draco and Astoria to continue to entangle?

Although Daphne is a bit stupid!

He's running out of patience!

Look at those wall plants that are standing in the wind and falling with the wind!

Theodore thought angrily, there are always some people who want to benefit from His Highness, but they don't even want to pay the most basic loyalty!

Dumbledore sighed sadly, barely looking away.

He tugged at his white beard, his old hand was reaching for the candy plate in front of him, when a certain former demon king in a professor's skin snatched it away.

Dumbledore:  …

Grindelwald put the candy plate aside bluntly, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Al, there's a second plate!"

Dumbledore held his beard tightly, and his blue eyes showed a little helplessness in watching children making trouble for no reason.

——It is clear that he let the demon king secretly protect the king these two days, this nasty guy is just angry!

——This is naked revenge!

He had no choice but to lower his voice and compromised, "Okay, I will leave the matter of taking care of the king to Alastor. Anyway, he will stay at Hogwarts until the end of the Triwizard Cup."

Those azure blue eyes pressed a little warning, but his tone was extremely helpless.

"—You are not allowed to make trouble! Do you hear me!"

Mr. Bagman on the side laughed, "Professor Dumbledore, you have such a good relationship with this old friend!"

Dumbledore shook his beard.

He changed the subject and said, "Where is Mr. Crouch? It seems that I haven't seen him come to the lobby for dinner for many days?"

Mr. Bagman shrugged, "You know, he's been agitated lately, yelling about the potential risks, but when I asked him, he refused to say anything!"

"But that's okay!"

The tactful man smiled like a good man, looked at Moody next to him, and said happily, "We have a meritorious Auror in charge, and it's the same without him!"

"—he has no reason to say anything dangerous now!"

Moody snorted coldly, and the magic eye on his right eye turned wildly.

"If that short-sighted bastard dares to make trouble, I will definitely let him go around!"

Grindelwald curled his lips in disgust, looked at a certain headmaster who had a good chat with these people, and left the table with a cold snort.

He stood on the high tower of the headmaster's office, overlooking Hogwarts where the snow had disappeared, and his black wizard robe was blown by the slightly biting spring breeze from time to time.

He removed the body transfiguration, and the faded blond hair and the different eyes that shocked the whole of Europe were revealed in the cool air.

Speaking of which, it has been almost a year since he came to Hogwarts.

...It's all because of that careless little nephew.

He was about to become Dumbledore and that kid's old mother!But still can't get Al's wholehearted trust!

During this year, he was so obedient that he didn't even mix any private goods in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and he didn't have any sense of presence in the whole school. He was as obedient as a dog beside Dumbledore!

Grindelwald was expressionless.

This appearance is almost exactly the same as when he escaped from the prison of the US Ministry of Magic. Even if Allen saw it, he might be worried about some terrorist attack from him, let alone Dumbledore.

...No way, blood talent.

He exhaled soundlessly from his nasal cavity, raised his hand and pressed it on the high railing, and looked at the black lake that was a little far away but close at hand.

In seven more days, the second game will begin.

hurry up!

Let that damned king finish the competition and go back to his castle!

Grindelwald thought with a stinky face.

Muggles living at Hogwarts?

—Damn Muggles!