Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

After a while, when Allen's coffee with milk was almost finished, that Miss Delacour came to visit.

It was a tall, slender girl.

That face seemed to have been kissed by a god, it was so beautiful that it was not like ordinary people, and it seemed to have a gentle halo.

She had waist-length silver hair and silvery blue eyes. When Allen looked at her, she lowered her eyes a little arrogantly, curtsying to Mrs. Maxime on her own.

Really like a proud swan.

Allen thought.

He got up and listened to Madame Maxime's introduction, "Oh, Alan, this is Fleur Delacour. Fleur, this is Mr. Flamel's favorite student, Alan Cornwall."

Those blue eyes looked condescendingly at this little radish who was not even above his shoulders.

Allen stretched out his hand, and fluent French popped out softly, "Hello, Miss Delacour."

Fu Rong pursed her lips and shook hands with him, the two fell apart immediately.

A rare low-pitched female voice sounded, and French lingered on the tip of her tongue.

"Hello, Mr. Flamel's favorite student."

Allen was almost in a trance, as if seeing Frigg, the god of love.He quickly regained his composure and realized that this was the peculiar effect of Furong.

This surprised a pair of teachers and students next to them.

Madame Maxim was amazed, and bent down to look at Alan.

This is really a bit oppressive.

After all, she is too big.

Allen leaned back politely, nodded slightly, and said doubtfully, "Just now..."

The headmistress sat up straight and pushed Fleur forward.

The proud lady finally gave Allen some good looks, and she said slowly, "I have a quarter Veela blood—from my grandmother. Many people will go crazy when they see me."

Those blue eyes were sad and tired, coupled with her haughty expression, it made people afraid to approach her.

She smiled, "But you are very strange, and you are also the first person I met—a man who saw me restrain myself."

Alan:  …

He avoided his eyes, smiled lightly, and said helplessly, "Miss Delacour, I'm only 11 years old."

Fu Rong shrugged slightly, "Do you think I'm talking about age? In fact, there is no difference between an 11-year-old boy and a 99-year-old man."

She said indifferently, "veela's talent."

Allen sighed softly, "Thank you for your hard work—this talent probably brought a lot of trouble to your life?"

The French girl looked at him in surprise, as if seeing some strange creature.

indeed.

Because of this Veela blood, men often find it hard to hold back when they see her at first sight.Because of this, girls always have a lot of malice towards her.

Mrs. Maxim has always treated everyone equally in education, but this clever lady also teaches in accordance with her aptitude.

Also because of her excellent spells and alchemy talents, she was able to be carefully cultivated by his wife.

Since she was born, she was used to listening to men's ridicule and madness, and seeing women's jealousy and disgust.

It's the first time I've heard such ironic words.

Her smile became more real, and she said freely, "It's okay, I won't marry them anyway."

Mrs. Maxim laughed happily. She patted the stool beside her and asked her favorite student to come over for a cup of coffee.

Allen had to remind her, "Ma'am... I remember, you seem to have said that there is still an alchemy competition?"

The headmistress took a leisurely sip of her coffee and said, "That's the students' business, Mr. Cornwall."

She looked at the puzzled blond boy and said, "If they want to challenge you, they will come to the principal's office by themselves after a while...

"If they don't have the courage, then even if I give them this opportunity, they will fail."

Allen understood what she meant.

He smiled slightly and asked, "Then what if some students are more introverted and dare not express their opinions, but they do have such expectations?"

Madam Maxim looked into his eyes and said affirmatively, "Under my education, they will be brave - Beauxbaton's students all have the courage to pursue their passion."

She blew on the coffee lightly, sending out ripples of the dark brown liquid.

Allen listened to the other party,

"...If they don't have the courage, it can only be said that they don't love it that much. If that's the case, why waste your time and mine?"

The blond crown prince muses on this very different philosophy of education.

All along, his help to the little wizards has been to first understand the knowledge they lack, make a guiding plan based on this, and then hand it over to Diana for execution.

This is Edward's approach to his education.

The crown prince needs a vast and rich knowledge, and this method of education is very suitable for him.

Therefore, he naturally applied this theory to the little wizards.

He hoped that they had no shortcomings, especially when the wizarding world was not stable.

What Mrs. Maxim cultivated was children's love and the courage to pursue this love.

perhaps……

Can he combine these two educational methods?

The blond crown prince raised his eyes, his sea-blue eyes were quite sincere, and he praised, "It is indeed a unique educational concept. I think I have already gained something from this trip to Beauxbatons."

Madame Maxime laughed heartily and patted her thigh.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Cornwall, oh no, Ellen - please let me call you that!"

She said with a bit of pity, "Don't force yourself so much, you should learn to enjoy life too? Thinking about so many things all the time, just like a little Dumbledore!"

Furong also suppressed a smile, and rubbed Alan's head, "You are only one year older than my little sister, where did you have so much heart?"

Allen gently brushed his hair together, and to hide his embarrassment, he lowered his head and picked up the coffee cup.

Fu Rong slightly raised her eyebrows, she put down her cup, and looked at her principal, "Madam, let me compare alchemy with Allen?"

She looked at Allen with a smile, and said, "How about making protective brooches? I'm a leader in this field!"

Allen smiled, "It's an honor."