Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Alan felt disgusting.

He always expected to be like a normal person, as forgetful as a normal person, and to understand emotions like a normal person.

But every time when faced with interests and making a decision, Allen would completely leave emotions behind and use reason to maximize interests.

This made him a little guilty.

He looked forward to the most normal relationship, so he returned to Windsor Castle.

Only in front of His Majesty can he be a child.

Edward noticed something, but did not expose him. He just told Tris to ask the kitchen to bake more butter buns and brought over two more jams.

Some lush green leaves reached the window, and Alan realized that it was almost May.

Usually he would remember major national festivals, prepare activities and record videos according to the month, or remember His Majesty's birthday and quietly prepare grand gifts.

But this year, he only remembered that the guinea pig that replaced Harry was going to grow up.

I don't know if it's an illusion...

Allen always feels that his sense of time is much weaker this year.

Even memory has become thin.

This is not a good sign either.

He glanced at His Majesty and concealed this fact silently.

Throughout the fifth grade, he was busy with various things and only went to Hogwarts once. In all, he was too undutiful as a student.

and……

There seems to be an Owl exam for fifth grade students.

It's time for him to go back and go through the motions.

Allen told Edward this idea, and His Majesty paused, seemingly still annoyed that he had learned magic but would only hurt himself, but in the end he still agreed with his plan.

It's all gone today.

Studying at Hogwarts, let’s just say it started well and ended well.

It was a pleasant morning.

After breakfast, His Majesty still went to the study to review the official documents that Allen had completely abandoned. Allen stayed here again and asked Tris to add a set of desks and chairs beside His Majesty.

He belatedly remembered that he had been busy in Windermere for the past two months. He agreed to share half of the work, but he asked His Majesty to bear it himself.

While he was still free this morning, he simply worked here for a while to reduce His Majesty's burden.

Edward wanted to stop him, but kept silent.

The young man in front of him was looking at the official document intently, his eyebrows were as good as before, and his energy had recovered a lot. Under the sunlight, there was almost an illusion that at first glance it seemed to be the same as before.

He ordered Tris to make some black tea, then leaned back on the chair with the teacup in his hand and looked at the "past" children quietly.

Nostalgia for the old days.

But in the afternoon, Allen said goodbye to His Majesty and returned to Windermere.

The wizarding world is now in chaos. Scrimgeour, under tremendous pressure, has issued various reform measures to absorb Muggles into the official system of the Ministry of Magic.

You know, when he first took office, he dismissed a group of corrupt officials who only knew how to flatter their superiors and bully their subordinates, but in fact had no talent.

Later, he was constantly troubled by various matters, and he only recruited a group of Muggles to temporarily serve, but it was still unable to meet the needs of the Ministry of Magic.

This time, he asked Allen to borrow many Muggle graduates, and suddenly found that these Muggles were very efficient at work, and their overall level was no lower than those of pure blood, or even higher.

With these people, he only needs to put forward some ideas, and then he can complete two or three plans and submit them.

Scrimgeour had never had such an easy job.

He only needs to choose the best one among the plans submitted by these people, or the one that best suits his ideas.

Most of those pressures come from the outside world.

All the internal pressure has long been divided by these Muggles.

Scrimgeour was delighted.

But when he thought that after these reforms were completed, these people would all have to be sent back to the Muggle Crown Prince, he felt unhappy again.

...If only these people could stay at the Ministry of Magic.

...Wait, stay at the Ministry of Magic?

Scrimgeour thought about this direction for a while, called Diana over and mentioned the idea.

Diana looked embarrassed and said that they were just here to help, and that everyone had their own positions in the Muggle world.

After Scrimgeour's persuasion, she "reluctantly" relented and promised to go back and ask the Muggleborns about their intentions.

The result is...

Nearly [-]% of Muggles decided to stay at the Ministry of Magic because they "yearn for the mystery of magic."

It's not like they can't keep the other [-]%.

Allen always encouraged them and hoped that they would find their true place.

But they want to stay in Windermere and stay with Allen.

In this case, Allen had no intention of pushing people out and welcomed them home with a smile.

And those purebloods...

Nearly 200 people lost their jobs during this reform, and naturally there were complaints.

Seeing this, those pure-blood families whose interests had been offended immediately united together, gathered these unemployed pure-bloods, and decided to attack the reform of the Ministry of Magic.

Of course, Windermere is also in their strike queue.

Allen was still afraid that they would not be able to find it, so he deliberately temporarily closed the hidden magic circle hidden under Windermere Castle - of course, it was not done so conspicuously.

Just close the magic circle intermittently and open it again.

Greengrass, a double-dealing man, would of course tell these pure-blood families some information.

such as……

Allen entered time and space and forcibly rescued the king's soul, but his body could no longer hold on.

When these people were put together, they immediately understood something.

It turned out to be the case.

It's because his health has deteriorated and his magic power has been reduced due to the influence of his body's functions, so he can no longer supply Windermere's alchemy circle.

You know, Windermere is the crown prince’s base!

Even the magic circle at the base camp cannot be maintained...

They couldn't help but feel a little scornful in their hearts, thinking that a pure-blood team of nearly 300 people could attack the Ministry of Magic and Windermere at the same time.

There are only a dozen Aurors anyway!

They could take advantage of Scrimgeour's inattention and strike first, kidnapping Scrimgeour, or else they could disguise themselves as the remaining Death Eaters and kill Scrimgeour directly!

Died in the line of duty.

What a nice name.

The minister will appreciate them!

And when the news came out that Allen was going back to school to take the exam, these pure-blood families secretly acted more frequently.

An undercurrent is approaching everyone.

Only Lance and those responsible know...

These pure-blood families who had stepped into the Windermere banquet all had eavesdropping and locating circles left on their bodies.

Just like monitoring the Ministry of Magic.

Allen returned to Hogwarts, sat in the principal's office, looked at the report sent by Lance, and raised the corners of his mouth silently.