Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The two left the study room and walked forward.

Allen answered Dumbledore's questions about some items from time to time.

A young maid walked up to her. She saluted Allen and asked strangely, "Who is His Highness the Crown Prince talking to?"

Allen looked sideways to where Dumbledore was standing, and found that the old man had disappeared.

He suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said with a normal face, "I was talking to myself just now. Sister Triss, please don't tell my father, or my father will reprimand me again!"

Triss shook her head and laughed, "I won't, don't worry Your Highness, just don't do this again."

Allen nodded obediently, watched Triss turn the corner, and immediately turned back, hesitantly calling softly, "Sir?"

Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Alan was taken aback, took two steps back, smiled helplessly, continued to lead the way, and asked with great interest, "Why did you just disappear out of thin air?"

Dumbledore mysteriously stretched out an index finger, "wonderfulmagic!"

Seeing that he didn't say anything or force him, Allen explained to him,

"Originally, I should take you to the reception room, and the servant will inform the father, but in view of the special nature of the magical world, it is more appropriate to take you directly to the father's study."

Dumbledore understood.

Just in time, King Edward's study arrived. Allen leaned towards Dumbledore to signal, took two steps towards the door, knocked three times, paused for two seconds, and knocked three more times.

A gentle and dignified voice came from inside the house, "Please come in."

With the approval of His Majesty the King, Allen pushed the door and entered, stood still at the door and said, "Father, I will bring the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mr. Dumbledore."

Edward had already put down the documents, and closed the cap of the pen when he heard the words, "Come in, please."

The person who came was an old man, wearing a slightly undignified red robe and a red wizard hat. His gray beard and hair were waist-length.

He wears a pair of half-moon-shaped glasses, his azure blue eyes seem to be able to see through everything, and he has a reliable aura about him.

When Edward looked at Dumbledore, Dumbledore was also looking at the king who was loved by the people.

A head of blond hair that was exactly the same as that of His Royal Highness was fixed with hairspray, slender eyebrows, a firm expression, a calm and majestic demeanor, a well-proportioned figure, and unfathomable sea-blue eyes, showing no age at all.

The father and son wore long-sleeved white shirts and trousers of almost the same style, and put on a vest that was not too hot.

After a face-to-face meeting, the two parties finished looking at each other.

As a king, Edward should not stand up to welcome a headmaster, so he sat motionless in the high-back chair, bowed his eyebrows, and expressed his welcome gently.

After receiving the signal from his father, Allen led Dumbledore to sit opposite Edward.

Edward smiled gently, "Hello, old gentleman! Alan, make tea."

Allen nodded slightly, walked to the cabinet on the side of the study and dug out the tea set.

Dumbledore looked at Alan who was quietly making tea, smiled lovingly, looked at Edward, sat up straight,

"Yesterday, I received a letter from Allen, and I was shocked that this arrangement was inappropriate. Please forgive me to explain the rules of the Hogwarts admission notice——

"When every little wizard is born, their name is on the Hogwarts magic paper list, and so is Mr Cornwall.

When they are 11 years old, the vice-principal, Professor McGonagall, will write a letter of admission based on these lists and give it to the owl for distribution.

"About Muggle--ordinary people without magic--born wizards,

If the little wizard responds, the school will send a professor to guide the little Muggle wizard to buy relevant school supplies. "

Edward narrowed his eyes, hiding the expression in his eyes, "You mean..."

He glanced at Allen who was coming with a tray, "We haven't responded, so Hogwarts can't send a professor here?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "Not so, Your Majesty.

In fact, after we have counted the little Muggle wizards who did not come, we will send professors to try our best to convince the parents——

You may not know that if little wizards lose control of their magic, it can have disastrous consequences.

I think you've seen it, the little prince didn't get out of control and do weird things? "

Edward didn't speak, and his mind quickly recalled the time when Allen's magic power was out of control.

Allen gently placed the tray on the table, and placed the two cups of black tea, a cup of sugar cube, and a plate of delicate refreshments on the table, "Please use."

He sat down in the armchair by the King's side, and asked, "Old Sir, what will happen if I don't learn to control magic?"

Dumbledore looked at him leniently, "Oh, little prince, it's not that I don't want to answer you, it's just that there is no definite answer to this question.

The consequences of losing control of magic power actually depend entirely on the little wizard himself, his talents, whether he is in danger, and so on. "

The old man put five or six cubes of sugar into his black tea cup and sipped lightly.

Edward hesitated to speak, stopped to speak, and finally said, "Old man, eating too much sugar is not good for your health."

Dumbledore giggled, "As expected of a father and son, the dispositions are in the same line! Don't worry, Your Majesty! I have the tooth-healthy potion from the Potion Master!"

He winked at Edward.

Allen chuckled, and answered the previous sentence, "Thank you for your introduction. But perhaps, as the crown prince, I will not be completely in crisis."

Edward also smiled slightly.

Dumbledore soon discovered how much the king valued the crown prince.

He was silent for a while, sighed heavily,

"I didn't intend to tell the two of you this fact. Unfortunately, even if I didn't tell you, the little prince would probably be able to discover this after entering Hogwarts."

"Danger?"

The king's blue eyes were caught in the storm.

"I'm afraid so." Dumbledore said, "According to the regulations, we shouldn't tell the Muggle parents this, but the two have special identities, so we can reveal a little bit."

"Oh?" Edward smiled.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, as if he didn't see the suspicion in the king's eyes, and said to himself, "You should have heard about it, after all, the previous prime ministers knew about our world."

The king and his son were unmoved, and Dumbledore admired this determination.

The old man continued, "A few decades ago, a Dark Lord appeared in the magic world."

"...a what?" Allen was puzzled.

"Dark Lord, child." Dumbledore said calmly, "His dark reign has plunged the entire wizarding world into chaos and pain, and has also had a considerable impact on the Muggle world——

He wantonly slaughtered young Muggle-born wizards, and later developed to condone the slaughter of Muggles by his men. "

The old man looked at the calm king, "I think His Majesty has experienced this period. Maybe you didn't understand the reason for the confusion at that time, after all, the Muggle world was not peaceful during that time."

Allen looked at Edward worriedly, but saw him raise his hand, indicating that he would ask questions next.

Edward raised his eyes sharply, "So this 'Dark Lord' is about to make a comeback?"

Dumbledore's blue eyes looked directly at each other, "Personally, I don't think he died, he just disappeared."

"And how did he disappear?"

Dumbledore sighed, he had to admit that Muggle elites were difficult to deal with, and he had to spend more time talking.

"He believed a prophecy that said he would be defeated by a child born at the end of July.

So he went to kill the child, but the mother tried her best to protect her child, and the power of love made the Dark Lord's death curse rebound...

Since then, the Dark Lord has disappeared - these facts, you can find in the history books of the wizarding world. "

The king and his son were silent for a moment, and Alan cleared his throat and asked, "How is the baby now?"

"He's fine. I sent him to his aunt and uncle.

His name--you'll know sooner or later, so let me, old man, talk--

Harry Potter!

He happens to be entering this year as well. "

The old man gently guided, "So, are you willing to come to Hogwarts to study?"

Allen smiled gently, restraining his body from leaning back, "Mr., you know my identity. Then you should understand that it's about the crown prince, and all decisions are in the hands of the king."

Dumbledore leaned back exaggeratedly, "Oh! Adults are always harder to persuade than children!"

The king smiled, but his temperament was more gentle, "Mr. Dumbledore, in the past 38 years of my life, I have never imagined that there is actually a magical world.

When I saw the owl and the letters, I almost thought it was a prank.

What's more, which terrorist is so bold as to come to the king's castle and attack my son. "

"Oh, sorry for causing you such a misunderstanding." Dumbledore's white beard trembled.

Edward said tactfully, "With all due respect, I can't send the crown prince of this country to this school based on a letter that is difficult to distinguish between authentic and fake, a grandfather like a fairy tale.

——How do you prove 'magic' to me? "

For a moment, Dumbledore thought he saw Lucius.

He was amused by his own thoughts, so he asked His Majesty the King's consent, blinked at Allen, and changed the teacup in front of him.

"It's really amazing." Edward's voice was flat. "Is this what my child is going to learn? It doesn't look like he can protect himself in the hands of that 'Dark Lord'."

Dumbledore nodded, smiling indulgently,

"This is just a transformation technique, and the attack power is really not that great. I don't think you will be relieved if I cast attack magic."

The old man took back his wand, picked up a piece of dessert and tasted it carefully, discussing the taste of dessert with Allen.

Edward nodded gently and politely, "Sir, I have a question."

Allen raised the teacup, quickly recalling the conversation just now in his mind, trying to know what he had overlooked, and what his father had discovered.

Dumbledore raised the dessert in his hand, indicating that he was listening, "Please speak, Your Majesty the King."

"As the principal, do you often come out to pick up...little wizards from ordinary people?"

Edward paused before saying the word "wizard".

"Of course not." The old man smiled kindly, "In fact, I haven't picked up a little wizard for a long time, and the old man always doesn't have enough time."

Edward asked dignifiedly and gently, "So, what's so special about Allen that I want you to come here in person instead of appointing a vice-principal?"

Dumbledore looked into those sea-blue eyes and gently put down the pastry.

Before he could answer, the king continued,

"No offense intended, it's just that a father will always worry about putting Alan in a completely strange world.

Of course, the wizarding world does appeal to us, and I think that's what you're here for. "

The sea blue eyes are majestic and stable, "Then, for the common stability and peace, for the ordinary little wizards studying in the magic world, and for the peace of mind of my old father...

Please consider making the royal family the trustees of Hogwarts. "

Dumbledore's white eyebrows were drawn together, obviously embarrassed.

"Although you didn't say it explicitly, I can infer that there are still many little wizards born from ordinary people."

Edward said seriously, "But over the years, we have never heard of the wizarding world.

It can be seen that the idea of ​​living in harmony with ordinary people has not become mainstream.

Well, as a king, I need to ensure a good life for these children, and becoming a school manager should be the most effective way. "

Dumbledore looked at Edward with sharp blue eyes, and after a while he gently closed his palms, and said slowly,

"Yes, yes, but it's difficult... There has never been a Muggle investment in the wizarding world, let alone a Muggle school trustee..."

"It's just difficult," Edward said with an unchanged expression. "You must be a highly respected senior in the magic world. If you want to do this, why can't you do it?"

Alan was deeply shocked. Although he knew that his father was wise and powerful, he was still deeply impressed by him at this moment.

When Edward succeeded to the throne, the country was in turmoil, and the political system required the monarch not to interfere, but non-interference was impossible.

It can be said that the stability of the country was due to the joint efforts of Edward and the Prime Minister at that time to turn the tide.

His scheming is incomparable with the scheming of Allen, who is only 11 years old.

Dumbledore sighed, "It's worthy of being a king... Well, let me, an old man, have a try... So, about the admission?"

Edward felt that it was in place and he could agree, so he nodded slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Allen answered, "Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, it's a great honor."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Allen, "Admission letter, Mr. Cornwall.

By the way, those three poor caged owls, I hope I can bring them back this time-our gamekeeper has cried to me several times! "

Allen laughed, "Of course!"

He wondered, "Sir, I have a little difficulty here about enrolling, and I want to ask you for help."

"Oh?"

"You may not understand that in the ordinary world, every move of my father and me will be captured by the media."

Allen said embarrassedly, "I see that the letter contains school supplies, but we don't know where to buy them, and it is difficult to avoid the media.

So we need your help - with the same magic you just showed up. "

Dumbledore smiled uncontrollably, his white beard twitched, "No problem, kid."