Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Those purebloods will have to be dealt with sooner or later.

But this is something that requires long-term planning and cannot be rushed.

Therefore, the current strategy for purebloods is still to focus on stability and win over.Of course, appropriate provocation to prevent them from uniting is also very necessary.

As for Allen, the most important thing at the moment is to find His Majesty.

He recalled yesterday's hazy dream, seeming to have completely forgotten it, yet seeming to remember it clearly.

This is an extremely novel experience for Allen. Normally, he would have celebrated in surprise, but now is the critical period to find His Majesty, and this experience makes Allen distressed.

He couldn't see through the record in the dream, and the pattern on his arm also fell silent.

Alan could feel the pattern falling into a deep slumber.

...Because his food intake has recently dropped to two people.

Well, although this judgment method is a bit outrageous, it gave him an accurate result after all.

He studied this problem for three or four days, but still made no progress, so he had to put the problem aside and first set up a portable communication within the Ministry of Magic for Scrimgeour.

On this day, the weather was a bit gloomy.

Allen still contacted Scrimgeour first, and then used the door key sent by the other party directly to the minister's office.

A whirlwind.

A simple and serious office comes into view.

Scrimgeour and Dumbledore were sitting in the reception area waiting for him. There were two cups of fragrant black tea on the table. In order to accommodate the old headmaster, Scrimgeour even placed a small jar of honey.

The jar of honey was only half full, and based on Alan's knowledge of Dumbledore's sweetness, the old headmaster might have destroyed half of Scrimgeour's inventory.

When they saw Allen arriving, they all stood up.

Scrimgeour couldn't conceal his excitement, shook hands with Allen vigorously and said,

"Hello, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! You said in your letter that the alchemy array has been modified? This is great. I specially invited Dumbledore over to remove the magic base station on his body."

"—Can we finish it today?"

Allen nodded, "Of course."

He didn't look at Dumbledore, but still asked politely, "Good afternoon, sir."

Dumbledore looked at him lovingly and guiltily, smiled softly, and tilted his head at him.

"Hello, Alan."

Allen asked, "Didn't uncle come with you?"

Scrimgeour paused.

……uncle?

He narrowed his eyes somewhat seriously, with the shrewdness in his eyes from years of fighting against dark wizards.

If he remembered correctly, the mother of the Muggle Crown Prince was from the Grindelwald family. Last year, something happened to the Grindelwald family, which was reported by the Daily Prophet.

So, the uncle of this crown prince is...

Grindelwald?

He frowned slightly, looked at Dumbledore, and asked, "Dumbledore, I remember that you have a relationship with Grindelwald? Of course, I mean Gellert Grindelwald."

Dumbledore shook his beard and glanced at Allen helplessly - it seemed that he had indeed made the child bear a grudge before, and now he didn't forget to cause trouble for him.

He first answered Alan's question - "Oh, boy, he has something to take care of" - and then turned to Scrimgeour precariously,

"Yes, Rufus. You know he can't be away from Nurmengard for too long."

Scrimgeour's frown deepened.

"But, Dumbledore, I'm glad you still realize this - but perhaps you should know that he couldn't leave Nurmengard in the first place."

Dumbledore sighed softly, half lowered his head, and looked over the half-moon glasses frame at the culprit next to him.

He said helplessly, "Rufus, you don't have to be so nervous."

The old naughty boy shrugged, and even took out a piece of candy leisurely and said while peeling the candy, "Gellert has been out for nearly two years. Instead of being turbulent again, the magic world has become more stable."

Scrimgeour was so angry that he almost jumped.

"Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore nodded indifferently and said, "When there was a dispute in the Triwizard Tournament, it was Gellert who traveled all the way to Germany to negotiate with officials from the Ministry of Magic, so that the German Ministry of Magic did not take the opportunity to cause trouble."

He looked at Scrimgeour and said quietly,

"But what were you doing at that time?"

Scrimgeour's forehead bulged and he said, "Of course I'm protecting the top three..."

He suddenly paused and his voice disappeared.

...Yes, he took most of the Aurors with him and was responsible for the security of the Triwizard Tournament.

Something happened in the top three tournament.

It was because of his dereliction of duty that Voldemort was born and caused that mess.

This fact made him feel stuck in his throat, but he had to acknowledge Grindelwald's contribution and could no longer criticize Grindelwald for escaping Nurmengard privately.

For a moment Scrimgeour suddenly understood Fudge.

...Maybe Fudge isn't a complete loser after all.

...Or maybe Fudge's corruption isn't all his fault.

He looked at the old principal who was focused on chewing candies, and shook his head in his mind - Look, there is a "treacherous traitor" here!

Allen saw the awkwardness of the situation and cleared his throat at the right time.

"Minister, can we deal with the communications issue first?"