Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The blond crown prince's preference is clear.

Dumbledore knew at a glance that learning was more attractive to the Crown Prince than entertainment——

Allen's body was leaning forward unobtrusively, and his sea-blue eyes looked at him intently, "Oh? Can you tell me?"

Dumbledore blinked and handed over a piece of parchment with a smile.

Allen took it, and saw that it read:

Monday evening, six to eight, potions training - Severus Snape;

Tuesday night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], Transfiguration special training - Minerva McGonagall;

Wednesday night from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], Charms special training - Filius Flitwick.

Allen turned his eyes puzzled, "Sir, why is there no Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

The old man focused on breaking off a piece of Lemon Xuebao, "As far as I know, the children don't like the courses taught by Quirrell."

Allen was helpless, "If you also took his class, you wouldn't say such things!"

He asked, "After I became a school trustee, Hogwarts' operating capital has increased by a full fifty thousand galleons. Is it still impossible to hire an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

Dumbledore chewed the candy, his blue eyes looked inquiringly, "Student little prince, should he know the curse of this class?"

Allen nodded, "Yes."

He crossed his hands and said as a matter of course, "But someone should come for a higher salary?"

"Oh, that's how it was originally."

Dumbledore's shoulders were broken, and he even stopped chewing candy, which was a bit of a mess, "But since the past forty or so professors died or disappeared due to various accidents..."

The old man shrugged and looked at Alan helplessly.

...It is lucky to have a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Allen nodded reluctantly, "But this course is very important, isn't it? You also said that the mysterious man will make a comeback sooner or later."

"Yes."

Dumbledore gently cracked Lemon Xuebao, as if he had made up his mind to ask him to speak first.

The patience that this old man has accumulated over the years is indeed beyond his comparability.

But he didn't intend to let him do so.

Allen looked at him quietly, lowered his eyes slightly, and sighed, "...that's a pity, I'm afraid that in the future war, the students will not be able to protect themselves."

Dumbledore paused, why didn't this kid play his cards according to the routine?

He asked, "So, does Ellen have any plans for this class?"

Allen shook his head slightly, "It's just practicing spells seriously in front of the textbook. Personally, I still think alchemy is more interesting."

The azure blue eyes behind the half-moon lenses looked sharply, quite inquiring.

"So, studious little prince, what do you think of alchemy?" asked the old man.

"Yes, I read some alchemy theories yesterday and found it very interesting."

Allen chuckled, "You may not know that alchemy has also developed in the Muggle world. Now, we call it chemistry."

Dumbledore sat up in surprise.

"Chemical?"

he repeated.

"Yes." The blond crown prince nodded, "Contemporary science believes that alchemy is a scientific technique to transform base metals into gold.

"Of course, occultists believe that alchemy is too complex and mysterious to be defined so superficially.

"They firmly believe that alchemical purification is like death and resurrection-so that the alchemist can also use the Philosopher's Stone created by it to obtain immortality."

Dumbledore's heart sank.

longevity...

Such a similar pursuit...

People who have nothing still have delusions, let alone the crown prince who stands on top of the world.

He said casually, "Is Alan also interested in longevity?"

Unexpectedly, the blond crown prince shook his head slightly with an exclamation smile.

"Longevity?"

Allen repeated, with some sarcasm in his voice, "It goes against natural science, sir!"

Dumbledore:  …

His old friend could never have imagined that one day, noble alchemy would be abandoned because of Muggle theory.

He said thoughtfully,

"But the Philosopher's Stone does exist in the wizarding world, and it does make—yes, the elixir of life. I suppose you know Nicole Flamel?"

Allen nodded hesitantly, as if he didn't understand what he said.

"Yes, but so what? To put it bluntly—please don't mind my disrespect—Mr. Flamel seems to be in poor health?"

The sea-blue pupils are gentle and calm,

"This is precisely because of the limitation of the number of cell divisions in the human body, the elixir of life cannot change the essence of the human body. So the Philosopher's Stone is just a tasteless product.

"Compared to this, making alchemy artifacts is more interesting, isn't it?"

Dumbledore was speechless again.

For a moment, the old man, who had almost reached the pinnacle of research on magic theory, thought in a trance, should he learn from the Muggle professor?

same talent...

same longing...

However, Allen easily rejected longevity just because he violated the so-called "natural science".

——Although the child's knowledge of alchemy is indeed accurate.

Perhaps, Dumbledore thought, he should write to Nicole?

No, what is more important now is to understand Alan's other thoughts, for which he should have more contact with this child.

The kid really got involved in politics too early and learned to hide his emotions too early.What's more, he has been in the vortex of the power struggle of those in power since he was a child...

Such a person, once he goes to the dark, is probably more terrifying than Tom.

Dumbledore gently closed his palms,

"Perhaps, little prince, you'd like to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts with me—just on Friday night, how about?"

Allen was a little surprised. He really didn't expect to achieve his goal so easily, so he couldn't help lowering his eyes and thinking.

In the eyes of the old man, this becomes hesitation.

Dumbledore blinked playfully,

"In fact, when I was teaching, I taught Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration. The old man also wanted to experience the joy of teaching again—especially when there is a very smart student in front of him!"

Allen finally raised his head, nodded with a smile, leaned over and said, "It's an honor!"