Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The three of them stepped out of Gringotts and officially started their shopping trip.

Allen thought for a moment, and asked Dumbledore to take them to a magic prop shop.

He scanned through hundreds of price tags, and spent thirty Galleons to purchase a suitcase that had been cast with a space-expanding spell and a weight-reducing spell.

For items of space magic, this box is not expensive, after all, it only has a storage capacity of two cubic meters.

Fortunately, it didn't just consider practicality, and the appearance was quite beautiful - after all, there were not many families who could buy a box for thirty Galleons.

Edward glanced at his son with some amusement. It seemed that Allen accepted magic very quickly and could make full use of it.

He thought, he can rest assured that the child will go to that school alone.

Among children of the same age, he still has great confidence in his son's ability.

Dumbledore and Edward watched Allen from the sidelines, and saw him ask the shopkeeper, "Is there any magic item that can make you invisible?"

"Of course!" The shopkeeper proudly puffed out his chest, "This is the most complete magic item shop in the UK!"

He actively recommended to Allen, "This is an invisibility cloak, made of the feathers of an invisible beast, three hundred Galleons. This is the cuff with the Illusion Charm, five hundred Galleons, this..."

"Sir, thank you very much for your recommendation." Alan helplessly interrupted the other party's eloquence, "I don't need it for now."

For the first time in his life, Alan experienced the feeling of being shy in his pocket, and his shiny side face flushed slightly.

He walked up to Edward shyly and was patted on the head by the king.

Edward felt distressed and helpless, even as a king, he couldn't help Alan in the wizarding world.

He looked at Dumbledore, with silent urging in his sea blue eyes.

Dumbledore laughed, seeing Allen rarely held Edward's hand like an ordinary child, and nodded to the king knowingly.

He patted Allen and reminded, "If we don't buy school supplies, there will be more people!"

The shopkeeper looked at Dumbledore, and was about to come up to say hello, but he was in a daze for a while, then turned around to do other things in a daze.

"Yes, Mr. Dumbledore."

Edward thought about it.

Under Dumbledore's guidance, the two bought things smoothly without turning back.

When they were in the bookstore, Alan and Edward looked at all the books in the bookstore obsessively.

They deliberately bought a few more history books, as well as a few books explaining the common sense of life in the magic world, and then reluctantly went to the robe shop.

Dumbledore blinked as they expressed their thanks,

"After all, I've spent half my life at Hogwarts! If you've spent half your life at Hogwarts, you'll know these as well as your own castle."

The doorbell rang, and several people entered the shop, and saw a pale boy with platinum hair inside, standing on the footstool and letting a pin adjust his robe.

When Mrs. Malkin saw Alan, she warmly entertained her, "Son, wait for me there first, I'll go to the back to get a new soft ruler!"

Seeing Allen, the boy raised his chin proudly, and deliberately dragged the aria slowly, "Are you also a first-year Hogwarts freshman?"

Allen was used to dealing with arrogant and difficult nobles, and he could tell from this tone that this boy must be a young master, or a spoiled young master.

He didn't care about this arrogance, nodded politely, and also dragged the aria, "Yes, I am Alan Cornwall, and this is my father."

When introducing His Majesty the King, Allen raised his chin proudly, and then asked, "What's your name?"

The boy was surprised by his tone, looked at him several times, leaned slightly towards Edward as a greeting, and then said slowly, "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Allen and Edward were surprised when they heard his surname, and they looked at each other. They were actually descendants of the Malfoy family.

In the eleventh century, Armand Malfoy made a great and unknown contribution to William the Great, so he got the vast fiefdom of Wiltshire.

Although there is no title, but it is a real enjoyment of noble privileges.

It's just that the descendants have been hiding all the time, and they always thought that the Malfoy family's inheritance had probably disappeared.

After a long pause, the Malfoy boy still couldn't help asking, "Are you an aristocrat? But I don't remember any pure-blood surnamed Cornish!"

Allen smiled gently, covered his inquiry, and replied, "Of course, I was born in the ordinary world. In your words, I am a Muggle."

Draco froze for a moment, and pursed his lips. He thought the boy was not bad, but he was a Muggle-born.

The boy's expression was too obvious, and Allen confirmed at once that the wizards here really don't welcome these "Muggle seeds".

His eyes darkened, and soon he smiled again. Isn't that why he came here?

At this time, Mrs. Malkin came out with a soft ruler to measure Alan.

Draco looked better, and continued the topic, "My dad is the school manager!"

Allen could tell that the young master just wanted to show off to someone.

Draco said arrogantly, "I will definitely enter Slytherin, and if I can't, I will drop out of school! They don't allow first-year students to bring brooms, it's too much! You know, how interesting Quidditch is..."

Dumbledore, wearing the Confusion Charm, stood by watching the children make friends.

He really didn't expect that the first person of the same age that Allen met was Draco Malfoy.

However, this is also a good result of accidents, if these two children become friends and affect the Malfoy family...

He looked back and suggested to Edward to go to the teahouse opposite the shop and wait for Allen.

The two stores are facing each other, and you can see the opposite side through the window. Edward nodded in agreement, and gently called Allen to tell him where he was going.

Allen saluted heartily, and then nodded to Dumbledore, "Father, go slowly, don't worry, the robe will be ready later, and my son will come to you."

Draco looked at Alan saluting solemnly, froze for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Goodbye, uncle!"

Edward smiled and nodded in response, and deliberately told Allen, "Since you want to make friends, get along well. This is your first friend. I don't want to hear bad news."

Allen seemed to want to refute, but he still saluted obediently, "I know."

Although those words were intended for Draco, His Majesty the King was indeed worried.

Alan was a genius since he was a child, and his public school courses couldn't keep up with Alan's progress. He basically invited famous teachers to the castle to teach alone. He really didn't have any contact with children of the same age.

And one of the common problems of geniuses is probably that they look down on ordinary people-this is the natural arrogance in their bones.

Although Alan was a gentle gentleman under his teaching, His Majesty the King still knew what his son was like.

If he goes to Hogwarts to study, according to the responsibility of the crown prince, Allen will be gentle and tolerant to all wizards from ordinary people,

But this also determines that Allen will never associate with them as friends.

It is very natural for parents to worry about their children's communication, even His Majesty the King is not exempt!

His Majesty the King, who was worried about his son's friendship, sighed silently, turned around and went out with Dumbledore.

Draco was a little happy listening to Edward's words, because Alan was also his first friend. He watched Edward go out, and turned to stare at Alan, "Be honest!"

Allen looked at this tsundere, obviously very curious, but still deliberately raised his pointed chin, trying to maintain his arrogance, really dumbfounding.

He chuckled lightly, acting like a crown prince, "Then, let's get to know each other again!

Ellen Cornwall, Crown Prince of the United Kingdom, Prince of Cornwall, is honored to know the descendants of the Malfoy family. "

Draco was puzzled and hesitated, "Have you... heard of Malfoy?"

Allen briefly mentioned Malfoy's relationship with the royal family, but even so, Draco was extremely uncomfortable.

...Who would have thought that the nobles of the family were conferred by the Muggle king!

He looked at Allen awkwardly, somehow feeling that such a status was inferior.

Alan paused, then chuckled and said, "Mr. Armand Malfoy made great contributions to the royal family back then, and we will always remember that.

If I remember correctly, the royal family still keeps some of Mr. Armand's manuscripts. If you want to get them back, please let me know. "

Draco looked serious, he knew the meaning of the ancestor's manuscript too well!

At the moment, all Muggle twists were forgotten by him.

He reached out his hand to Allen decisively and enthusiastically, and held it firmly, "You friend, I'm sure!"

Allen smiled gently, "Then, when we meet next time, I will bring the manuscript as a gift to the current Patriarch Malfoy, okay?"

"Of course! I'll see you on the Hogwarts Express, and my parents will send me off!"

Draco straightened his collar arrogantly, he did a big event for the Malfoy family today!

Soon, the robe of this delicate young master was fixed. He glanced at Allen, a little bit reluctant, "Then I'll go first, my mother is still waiting for me in Ollivander!"

Allen nodded with a chuckle, "See you on the train."

Draco fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a handful of sugar and stuffed it into Alan's hand, and hurried out the door.