Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The heads of the small families looked at each other, and under the leadership of one of them, they clapped.

In the crowd, someone shouted,

“How do you reform it?”

Allen smiled and praised, "That's a good question - every saint has a past, every sinner has a future - Minister Scrimgeour is willing to keep an open mind and change the laws of the wizarding world.

"Of course, he'll explain that to us too!"

He looked at Scrimgeour, put his hands on his chest, put them forward, and straightened his back.

Scrimgeour stood up, looked at him deeply, turned around and said loudly,

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic will protect you! No matter what incidents you have participated in in the past, now and in the future, you can live under the law equally and fairly!"

He clenched his fists in discomfort.

These words were so contrary to his will that he couldn't help but feel a little sick, but the crown prince said that this was the first step in cleaning up these criminals, so he reluctantly did so.

"From a few days ago, the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic will add an organization called the 'Legislative Office' to invite outstanding representatives from all walks of life to make suggestions on the shortcomings of the current laws."

The response from the audience was extremely enthusiastic.

These former Death Eaters were so glorious when they followed Voldemort, but how lonely they were after Voldemort disappeared.

Although they escaped from prison by lying about the "Imperius Curse" and donating their wealth to the Ministry of Magic, they have been unable to escape the fate of being caught by Fudge for money.

Now, they can finally put aside their former Death Eater identities and get rid of the control of the Ministry of Magic!

How could they not be excited about this!

have a look!have a look!

Let's just say that this crown prince and Voldemort are not the same people at all!Those claims about the new Dark Lord only representing the interests of Muggles are all lies!

Gradually, a bit of fanaticism spread in their eyes.

Perhaps because they have been oppressed by Voldemort for so long, they have long been accustomed to bowing before their new masters.

After all, there are only a few people in this world who can think completely independently. The vast majority of people are just following the crowd.

Scrimgeour was still talking about his plans for reform, from legal reform to law enforcement rules, from allowing Muggles to work in the Ministry of Magic, to encouraging innovation and entrepreneurship...

Allen had already silently walked to the stage and sat down.

Lance looked at him gently, with restrained gratitude in his eyes.

But His Highness did not smile.

He followed Alan's line of sight and saw Draco three seats away.

The young Master Malfoy was sitting on a chair, with his hands on his knees, his head lowered and silent.

Lucius's expression was extremely ugly.

If it weren't for Alan's face, he would probably leave directly with Draco.

After Scrimgeour's "speech" was over, seeing that Alan didn't move, Lance had to take his place on the stage, announce the start of the dinner, and invite the guests to have a good time.

Amidst the cheers of everyone, Lucius walked away.

Allen turned his eyes and saw Draco standing up silently.

He thought Draco was leaving too, but unexpectedly, the platinum boy looked at him and walked towards him slowly but firmly.

Allen paused, and the champagne in his hand fell silently.

Draco walked up to him step by step, saw the champagne in his hand, smiled softly, and joked, "What are you doing with this? You can't drink it."

Allen was speechless.

For a moment, he didn't know what the other person was doing here, until the young man raised his hand and grabbed his wine glass.

Draco raised his left hand, gently clasped his right wrist, used some strength, motioned for him to let go, took the glass of champagne from his hand, and drank it down.

Pay attention to the lines of sight here being somewhat probing.

...I originally thought that His Highness would take action against Malfoy, but now it seems that how exactly is still up for debate.

...Who told Malfoy to have a good son?

Allen silently put up a silent barrier. After a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at the empty wine glass in Draco's hand and said, "Why didn't you go with your father?"

Draco smiled.

His smile was rarely so sincere, but it was a pity that no one saw it.

"Why are you leaving? You also left a way out for Malfoy. If I leave, how will you lie to those people?"

Allen looked at him with some surprise and listened to what he said,

"Malfoy is not your only target. Greengrass, Zabini, and Parkinson are also important in the wizarding world.

"Though they were never as good as Malfoy."

Allen was silent, lowering his head slightly and looking into those gray-blue eyes that had calmed down.

These eyes were silent.

But there seemed to be no more beating light.

He was silent for a long time, and when he opened his mouth, it was like questioning, "Why are you helping me? To be honest, I'm ready for you to break up with me."

Draco shrugged.

This was obviously a relaxed and casual movement, but he made it a bit heavy.

"I do not know either."

The gray-blue eyes known for their cunning are extremely sincere, looking into those sea-blue eyes that never see the sun.

"But, Alan... I swore allegiance to you on Christmas Day in the first grade. I admit that I have had selfish motives in the past two years, but I have not forgotten the promise I made at that time.

"I said that Malfoy never gives up his loyalty easily. But after giving it up, he will never betray it easily."

Allen's hands clenched silently.

Looking at his missing friend, he suddenly cast another confusion spell and said stubbornly, "But before, in school, in the Slytherin cellar, you abandoned me for Astoria!

"Draco Malfoy, is this what you call loyalty?"

Draco was a little startled.

He was almost in disbelief, "You...you still remember this? It's been two years, and you still remember this?"

"Of course I remember this!" Allen unconsciously raised his voice.

Draco couldn't help but sneer.

"She is my girlfriend, and you are my best friend, but you keep making things difficult for her!"

Allen was so angry that he was dizzy, "I'm not trying to embarrass her! I'm just targeting Greengrass! If she's not from the Greengrass family, would I embarrass her?"

"Alan Cornish! Do you want to hear what you are saying?"

Draco also lost his temper, grabbed Allen's collar, and tore up the neat clothes, "You and me, who among us can live without our last name!"

The two of them seemed to have forgotten what the occasion was. Relying on the silencing spell and the confusion spell, they abandoned their identities and childishly and persistently argued about the right and wrong of the year.

Allen took a deep breath.

He raised his hand somewhat helplessly, held his forehead, pressed his hand down, and tried to calm down.

"Draco..."

He sighed, "Please believe me, even now, I have never thought of giving up our friendship with you..."

Draco also relaxed his grip on his hand, and his voice deepened, "But you will definitely operate on Malfoy."