Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Putting aside the prejudice against Muggleborn...

Well, maybe they are trying their best to convince themselves to look for each other's bright spots, so as to facilitate the follow-up conversation?

After all, the opponent is too sensitive.

Putting aside their prejudice against Muggle-borns, the little snakes discovered——

The blonde crown prince really shines.

Talented, calm and wise...

Really like a born Slytherin.

Shine as if you were born to stand on top of the world.

No, he was indeed born on top of the world.

Everyone was silent for a while, only then did they realize that it is not unbearable to show favor to the other party and make friends with the other party.

...Damn Malfoy!

In other words, how could such a shrewd Lucius allow the heir of the family to befriend a Muggleborn!

The feelings have been seen a long time ago, making a fortune in a muffled voice!

Draco got up, walked slowly to the stairs to wait for him, and asked in a low voice, "What did you and my dad say?"

Alan asked him with a smile, "Do you want to do your homework?"

The little peacock showed an indescribable expression, tried his best to restrain his eyes, "You really..."

He waved his hand and led the people towards the venue.

"I met a new friend just now, she can be regarded as a rare pure-blood who is inclined towards Muggles..."

"Oh?"

Allen responded with great interest.

Draco nodded arrogantly, "Her name is Astoria, and she is the second daughter of the Greengrass family—that is, Daphne's younger sister! She is indeed much stronger than her older sister."

The little peacock shrugged, and pulled Alan to Astoria's side.

Allen looked up and couldn't help admiring.

——This young lady does have a rare good appearance, and today's dress makes her gentle and generous.

Astoria stood up and bowed to the little peacock's introduction, "Your Highness!"

Allen also nodded slightly, "Good evening, Miss Greengrass."

He said gentlemanly, "Please sit down - Draco rarely approves of a person like this, it really makes me curious!"

Astoria kept a gentle smile and shook her head slightly,

"A lot of purebloods just don't understand Muggles, they've been taught that wizarding blood is superior to others - I apologize for that."

Allen smiled noncommittally.

——He didn't need such a flimsy apology.

The blond crown prince asked, "Listen to this, Miss Greengrass knows something about Muggles?"

Astoria shook her head lightly, seeming a little embarrassed, "Forgive my ignorance, under the teachings of my family, I have no chance to contact Muggles...

"But I know that we're all human, and it won't make much of a difference - there are bad and stupid wizards, and smart Muggles."

She lowered her head slightly and smiled, as if a little shy, "... Aren't you just cultivated by Muggles?"

really smart...

Allen looked at each other quietly, his sea blue pupils seemed like a calm sea.

This kind of candid speech is easier to gain people's favor and trust than Lucius' smooth tone.

Allen didn't know whether the other party thought so in his heart, or he was just trying to get closer to obtain greater benefits.

...but it's no harm to him, is it?

If this lady can successfully inherit the Greengrass family, it will be of great benefit to him and no harm at all!

So, he showed a gentle smile, "Astoria, you are really smart."

Astoria showed a faint smile.

She knew that she had the other party's approval.

Family mission, complete!

Draco was full of smiles, and raised his chin when Allen saw it.

...Look, purebloods aren't all a bunch of mindless trolls!

Allen nodded helplessly.

The three chatted happily, and at Astoria's request (and Draco's eagerness), Allen told the two of them some technological progress in the Muggle world.

Communication technology, mechanical kinetic energy, biomedicine...

The pure blood who listened intentionally or unintentionally pricked up his ears was terrified.

Just a bunch of non-magical Muggles.

To be able to create such a magical creation!

Allen chuckled and said humorously, "I have prepared a unique gift for Professor Flitwick, he will definitely like it...

"Draco, if all goes well, you will be able to see it in class after school starts!"

Astoria yearned, "I will enroll next year, can I see it too?"

Draco waved his hand,

"What is this? If you want to see it, I can take a photo for you and send it over!"

Astoria nodded with a smile, "Then I will wait for your good news!"

Seeing that the blond crown prince is very interested, I am afraid that he will not move in a short time, and the little snakes who came with the mission can't help but feel a little impatient.

If you can't find a chance to get along at such a banquet, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it at school!

Gemma Farley glanced at the time and saw that the hands of the watch had already pointed to eight o'clock, so she decided not to wait foolishly.

She looked at Blaise Zabini, who was dancing with the girls in the center of the banquet, their eyes briefly missed, and then they moved away.

After a while, the dance music ended.

Blaise tugged on his tie lightly, and walked towards Master Malfoy who was sitting beside him.

"Oh, Draco! Why don't you go dancing? Girls are looking forward to the dignity of the platinum master!"

He opened his hand exaggeratedly and shook it, in exchange for a blank stare from the other party.

Blaise shrugged and sat next to the three of them naturally.

He nodded to Astoria first, as a greeting.

The two pure-blood heirs looked away tacitly, and the girl naturally stopped the topic and gave way to Zabini.

Blaise looked at Allen, and seemed to be really happy to suggest, "Isn't the crown prince going to dance? Your family should be very strict."

"It's very strict."

Allen gently closed his clothes, looked down at the blue dial on his left wrist, "It's getting late, and I should go back—His Majesty is still waiting for me."

Braston lives.

——Why doesn't this Muggle crown prince play his cards according to the routine?

Fortunately, there was no need for him to ask to stay, Draco immediately grabbed the other's arm.

"Why are you leaving? I even said I would stay with you for one night!"

Master Malfoy frowned,

"You haven't seen anything today! The two white peacocks in my house are still awake at the door, and the others are asleep--and said that I will take you to see them tomorrow!"

Allen laughed, "There are also white peacocks in the Royal Zoo, I can imagine the grand scene."

Draco glared at him, "How could it be the same!"

Blaise tilted his head and stood up exaggeratedly.

"Oh, beautiful Miss Prefect! Why are you here?"

Gemma Farley's footsteps stopped, and she didn't know for a moment whether the other party was helping or a fool who was holding back.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

She turned her head to look at Allen, and asked, "His Royal Highness, are you leaving now?"

Allen looked up and saw that the other party was huddled in a dark green sequined dress, cold and gorgeous.

He stood up, averted his gaze in a gentlemanly manner, and adjusted his robe.

"Miss Farley, the royal family has a time limit for daily life. I need to return to the palace before nine o'clock."

Gemma Farley smiled slightly,

"Isn't it still before nine o'clock? I wonder if His Royal Highness would like to show you the honor and stay here to get to know your classmates again?"

The blond crown prince played with taste, "Acquaintance again?"

Farley nodded and said affirmatively, "Acquaintance again!"

Allen chuckled and followed the other party to the social arena.

He was very curious, if these pure bloods knew the news of Voldemort's imminent return, how would they treat him, the Muggle crown prince?

Now that they can't wait to show their friendship, how should they separate the relationship in the future?

The blond crown prince didn't bother to think about the retreat for the other party. He even stretched out his arm intimately, allowing the other party to put his arm in his arms.

Completely block the opponent's escape route!

what……

That's the price of being ill-informed, isn't it?