Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

There was almost a killing intent in Allen's heart.

He restrained and clenched his fists, not wanting Dumbledore to see anything wrong.

Dumbledore coughed lightly and reminded, "Alan, look who's coming to welcome us?"

Allen raised his eyes, subconsciously showed a perfect smile, and nodded gracefully.

Three men came across, the one in the middle was a little short and fat, and he opened his hand to Dumbledore, "Ah, Albus, you're here."

His small eyes looked at Allen, with some surprise and consideration,

"This is the Muggle Crown Prince? I can tell just by looking at this blond hair and those aquamarine eyes!"

He came to shake hands with Alan, warm and friendly,

"Honestly, Your Royal Highness, eh? I don't need Albus to introduce me at all, do we? We're in regular contact with the Muggle Prime Minister—

Although your prime ministers have changed a bit frequently, each term has highly respected you.Now this person often mentions you to me! "

Allen's hand was held tightly by him, and he shook it back with moderate strength, smiling perfectly and began to talk about the scene.

"Yes, yes! The minister's name is like thunder. I didn't expect to see you when I came here for the first time. You are so polite and kind. No wonder you can manage the Ministry of Magic so well!"

He paused, and his smile deepened, "Mr. Minister said, the prime minister... often mentions me to you?"

Fudge nodded, "Yes, the Muggle Prime Minister of this term is obviously not as good as before! You have grown up so much, you don't even arrange for me to meet you!"

Allen smiled, his crooked eyes covering all expressions.

He asked, "Have you seen King Edward?"

Fudge nodded as a matter of course,

"Of course! During that turbulent period, the king helped us a lot—if it weren't for the shelter he provided, countless wizards would have died. He is really a sharp and decisive person!"

The heart of the blond crown prince seemed to be filled with lead.

...the king's memory has really been tampered with.

He casually said, "Oh, my father rarely mentioned the wizarding world to me. I was shocked when I saw the Hogwarts admission letter!"

Fudge laughed loudly, and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, little prince. We have assigned Aurors to secretly protect your Muggle high-levels!

"No one can cross our magic circle and hurt you, not even the dark wizard!"

Allen complimented, "Excellent governance, Minister."

He laughed, "Under your wise governance, where will any troubles arise?"

Being recognized by high-level officials like the Muggle Crown Prince, Fudge obviously had a wrong perception of himself.

He pulled Allen enthusiastically, chattering about his political achievements over the years.

Allen smiled and listened to Fudge's nonsense, glanced at the security check counter, and led Fudge into the security check counter intentionally or unintentionally, avoiding the wand check.

The blond boy was worried about his father, and his mind was completely absent, and he didn't even bother to study the operation mode of the Ministry of Magic's elevator.

They went all the way down to the sixth basement floor.

A Ministry of Magic employee stopped Fudge and asked him to go back to receive a visit from members of the Wizengamot.

Fudge muttered, "These baguettes!"

He shook hands with Alan enthusiastically, "Relax, little prince! Oh, I never thought that someone can actually complete the seven-year course in half a semester!"

He smiled and shook his head,

"Sure enough, geniuses are different! Alan, you are definitely the first one in a thousand years! I think there is no problem with removing traces from your body, huh?"

Allen smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your good words."

Finally sent the minister away, Dumbledore led Allen to the apparition testing center.

Seeing that Allen was silent, the old man smiled and said,

"Ah, the enthusiasm from the Minister for Magic, what do you think?"

Allen smiled lightly, looking a little pale.

But that paleness seemed to be an illusion, because the blond prince regained his perfect smile in an instant.

He said tactfully, "You have been with Minister Fudge for so many years, of course you understand better than me."

Dumbledore shrugged.

Look, what a pity to stifle nature, children of this age are not cute at all!

The apparition detection center is just ahead.

Dumbledore smiled, sat in a high-back chair under the hospitality of everyone, and watched the test.

Allen has always been calm, and the silent spell of the blond crown prince cheered up a group of officials of the Ministry of Magic who were eating vegetarian meals here.

You know, many officials can't cast a decent Iron Armor Curse.

The later the test, the more friendly the attitude of the officials-who would offend a figure who is so dazzling even among geniuses?

Alan passed all school subjects and the Apparation spell flawlessly.

(Although he doesn't like the aftereffects of Apparition, he has to admit the convenience of this spell.)

Surrounded and entertained by all the officials, he sipped black tea, and even asked for a plate of dessert for Dumbledore unceremoniously.

The officials introduced themselves, "Doris Jones!"

"John Davies!"

"Benjamin Foster!"

"If the little prince needs anything in the future, you can come to us—I am happy to serve you."

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled, and said generously, "Of course, I remember everyone's kindness. You are all very warm-hearted and kind people!"

The three officials smiled reassuringly, and brought some new desserts more attentively.

——It’s all cheap for the old bee who gnaws sugar silently.

After a while, the signed documents came down.

This is an efficiency many wizards have never seen before.

One is because of Allen's status as the Muggle Crown Prince, the other is because he has a good conversation with Fudge, and the third is because of this outstanding genius.

None of the officers minded the friendship of the genius.

The moment he got the document, Allen felt that the things that had bound him faintly since leaving Hogwarts disappeared.

All magic can be fully dispatched, just like at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore looked at Allen with a sigh, as if seeing the old man many years ago.

He laughed and shook his head.

That person is too aggressive, doesn't know how to love, and doesn't know how to restrain himself...

But Allen is different.

Alan is a qualified crown prince, gentle and tolerant, and learned restraint in childhood.

They are two completely different people.

The white-bearded grandfather watched Alan bid farewell to the three assessment officials approvingly and melancholy, and took the first-time famous genius to the fireplace.