Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

In the Pensieve, endless black mist spread down.

Edward stepped up, sighing and seeing his past self.

He saw himself surrounded by officials, comforting the victims of the broken bridge;

He saw himself meeting with the Minister of Magic, learning the truth about Voldemort's chaos, and providing shelter for the people of the wizarding world...

He saw everything that had to do with the wizarding world.

Edward didn't care about this, he just watched him walk into Sandringham Palace in June and met the love of his life.

Erase the cloud of the Oblivion Curse...

Edward finally saw the real past.

Under the bright crescent moon, the vibrant country park seems to be shrouded in a clear mist, the clear lake water is hidden in it, and the verdant forest tops are also somewhat hazy.

The young king's appearance was imposing, with a few traces of lingering sorrow in his brows.

Inadvertently, he wandered to the edge of the dense forest.

There, he meets Alexia.

At that time, the girl was being hunted down by a black wizard, and her palms were covered with various friction scars, and the traces of several sharp weapons could be vaguely seen.

Suppressing the panic in her expression, she fled London in a panic.

The young king took a step forward inadvertently, and accidentally stepped on a dead branch in the forest.

The slight sound seemed to startle the frightened girl, causing her to quickly hide behind the tree trunk.

Edward's eyes were in a trance, with a hint of tears, and he fixedly looked at the corner of the light blue skirt that was not hidden behind the tree trunk.

He heard the boy himself say softly,

"Hello, I don't mean anything... This is a country park, and it's my private house. May I ask how you got in here?"

Alexia carefully revealed half of her face.

When she first arrived in London, she found Diagon Alley with great difficulty, but unexpectedly broke into "Knockturn Alley" where dark wizards gather by accident.

Those dark wizards were all down and out, and their eyes were full of naked malice.

Alexia looked resolute, found the right moment, and retreated cautiously.

She had never seen such a scene.

The previous abuse in the family had given her a lot of experience.

But here is different from the family, the Grindelwald family will not allow the occurrence of cannibalism, and she was able to save her life at that time...

Not necessarily here.

She always remembered her purpose of coming to England alone - she wanted to find the headmaster Dumbledore and tell him about her cousin's suffering.

My cousin said that he was a soft-hearted person.

Alexia found the right moment and ran away. She ran all the way, and finally found a group of well-dressed and polite-looking people.

But did not expect ...

Those people turned their eyes away in disgust, and a few young men casually took out their wands, about to cast a spell on her.

Alexia knew that was the beginning of what it was.

bully.

She made a quick judgment and continued to run away decisively.She didn't know who she had offended, but obviously, the other party should be a relatively high-end black and evil force.

——Just like my cousin once.

Those people chased after her, and Alexia ran away all the way.

In the whole of London, there is no place that can protect her.

She panicked and went around London, and broke into a warm and gorgeous manor under various accidents.

The moment she broke into here, those people seemed to be blocked by something.

—they couldn't break into the manor!

Alexia was overjoyed.

At that time, she didn't know that the location of the Muggle royal family was protected by Aurors and alchemy circles specially arranged by the Ministry of Magic.

All in all, it's a safe place.

Alexia was finally relieved.

She inevitably felt a little wronged.

With her heart, if she has a good talent—no, if she can have the same magical ability as an ordinary wizard, she will not be so embarrassed at all!

But she only possesses meager to almost non-existent magic power.

Like a squib.

She gritted her teeth, stepped on her white Mary Jane high-heeled shoes with half-turned heels, and walked out of the dense forest in the faint light, and then the moonlight washed the wounds on her hands and arms.

At this time, she met Edward.

It was a gentle and elegant young man, with a luxurious and unattainable demeanor, with a slight gloomy look in his brows and eyes, he seemed a little dissatisfied.

She hid in a panic, for fear that the other party was also a member of the hunting team.

But obviously not.

This man was very gentlemanly and patient, and he kindly and tenderly invited her to the castle, and the doctor in the castle would treat her wounds.

Edward smiled slightly.

With faintly red eye circles, he walked slowly to Alexia's side.

He looked at the girl's arm with mottled scars, and saw the blood dripping from the wound, staining the light blue dress red.

Edward couldn't help raising his hand, wanting to touch those wounds lightly.

He wanted to take his girl back to the castle, and he wanted to invite the best doctor to treat the girl's wound, but his hand stretched out, passing through the girl's arm as if transparent.

They intersect across time and space.

Across the illusory memory.

The young king was still consoling in a gentle voice, "Miss, please come out, you can tell me anything, but now—healing the wound on your arm is important."

Alexia finally made up her mind.

She was going to take a gamble, betting that Merlin would not always stand against her.

Holding her wand tightly, she stepped out of the dense forest.

Edward turned around, looked at the background where the girl was gradually going away, and saw the young king's eyes light up unconsciously.

He watched his young self take two steps back in a gentlemanly manner, his eyes restrained from looking at the wounded girl, but he couldn't restrain his sea blue eyes.

It seems that both the eyes and the heart have their own will, and they want to run to where their hearts belong.

The young king glanced at the magic wand inadvertently, his eyes flickered, pretending to be ignorant, and said softly,

"Hi, I'm Edward."

The vigilant girl nodded slightly and said softly, "...Alexia."

After that, he left the girl at Sandringham House.

The other party didn't fully trust him, and he didn't tell him his identity, or how he got the injury, and he didn't tell him the purpose of coming to London.

It's not that Edward didn't suspect that maybe this was a spy from another country.

But he couldn't help it.

He graciously arranged her dormitory—it was right next to his dormitory; he thoughtfully sent some seasonal clothes for her to choose, and unconsciously put the princess's clothes in it...

He pretended to be an ignorant dude and walked around her all day to make her laugh.

Steward Fran once teased him—

When you see the queen, it is like seeing the goddess Athena, and you can't hold anything else in your eyes.

Edward didn't take it seriously at first.

But now he was watching that love affair with a sour self-mockery.

It turned out to be.

There was a starry love in the corners of the young brows and eyes, and the endless tenderness on the lips, so obvious that it was obvious that there was a conspiracy at a glance.

He has plans for Alexia.