Adventures of the Prince of HP

To everyone's surprise, Allen woke up at an extremely normal wake-up time the next day. His face was distorted by the pain in his body, but he didn't cry like yesterday. He looked at Edward and asked sadly. He said, "Father, can I not go to the military parade today? I just picked out my clothes yesterday!"

Edward was taken aback, and carefully said, "What... a military parade?"

"The Royal Military Parade!" Allen frowned in confusion, "What's wrong with the father? You said that this is the first time for the son to participate in the celebration, and he has to dress up."

Edward realized that this happened when Alan was five years old. He was three years old yesterday, but he is five years old today. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, because at this speed, Alan would soon remember that incident. Things... no, not necessarily!

He gave a conciliatory smile, "Alan misremembered, the military parade was just finished last month, and Alan did a great job! The people like you very much."

Allen smiled, "That's good, why did I remember wrong..."

Edward smiled, "Alan did a lot of homework yesterday, are you tired?"

Allen shook his head, and immediately wrinkled his face because of the pain, "No, Erchen is very smart!"

Edward patted Allen's head carefully, and fed Allen. His body is still very fragile, and he can't eat those heavily seasoned things and meat. He can only eat gruel mixed with recovery potions and vegetables.

At the beginning, Allen said that he had grown up and didn't need his father to feed him anymore, but his body was in pain. Edward immediately said that he could have privileges if he was sick, and coaxed Allen to eat half of it happily.

On the third day, Allen was still five years old. Edward was relieved and at a loss, but on the fifth day, Allen changed to a new state. Perhaps because of the help of the potion, his pain has been reduced a lot. It doesn't matter, today Allen just wrinkled his face into a bun, and asked happily after a while, "Father, is my son's proposal to the two parties good?"

proposal?

This was after Allen, at the age of seven, offered a neutral opinion on a policy that the two parties were at odds with.

"Okay!" Edward said immediately, "Alan is great! Father is proud of you!"

Allen showed a shy smile, and he paused, "Did Erchen fall? I feel uncomfortable all over, it hurts... and I can't use my strength."

Edward rubbed Alan's head, "Alan was learning horsemanship just now, and accidentally fell down, it will be fine in two days!"

Allen nodded slightly confused and hesitant, "Is Gale disobedient? It has always been very obedient."

Haifeng is a little white horse raised by Allen since he was a child. There is an absolute tacit understanding between one person and one horse, and he will never fall over his master.

Edward comforted, "Alan forgot, Blast was sent for a physical examination, and Alan changed to a red horse to ride today. Unexpectedly, this horse has not been completely tamed, something went wrong, and the grandpa housekeeper has already punished the steward. gone."

Allen suddenly realized, "It turns out that this is the case. This should really be punished. If it is entertaining diplomats and accidentally falls on them, isn't it a diplomatic accident!"

After another five days, Alan recovered to the time when he was nine years old.

Edward seemed to understand something. Allen's memory should be in chaos. This is because the body's functions are sorting itself out in this way, and the pain tolerance seems to have improved according to the age shown by Allen's behavior.So, those potions are still useful!This made him feel a little bit excited, and he also had expectations.

Allen frowned, and he no longer showed a very rude expression because of the pain. He looked at him and said, "Father, the condition of thousands of orphanages across the country seems to be not very good. It is clear that they have government subsidies. The child should still be hungry and not warm, did something go wrong in the process? Did the government officials embezzle the appropriation money?"

Edward looked at Allen with some expectation, and said immediately after hearing the words, "The financial department is already screening itself, and the prime minister will deal with it, and then come and tell us."

Allen nodded, "What homework did the father assign to the son today?"

Edward caressed his face, "Well, Allen thinks about the past few years, meditates like Indians, and tells my father, how much do you remember?"

Allen thought about it carefully, and then told Edward about those things. Although the order was occasionally messed up, he could get it right quickly, which made Edward almost kneel on the ground and thank God. Allen was really recovering, and The speed is not slow!But he was still very worried, would Allen think of the devil's torment, and if he remembered, would something happen?

After half a month, Alan entered the age of 11. He looked at Edward and smiled slightly. He didn't seem to be affected by pain, and his expression didn't change. "Father, my son thinks the wizarding world is very interesting. We The owl I bought yesterday, has Father thought of a name yet?"

Edward's voice was a bit difficult, "Your one is called Tita, okay?"

"Tita, the goddess of fate in Greek religion, protects everyone and the family." Allen smiled slightly, gentlemanly, "I like this name very much." When he moved, his body froze a little, quite embarrassed He leaned forward to Edward, "Forgive me, my son, I don't seem to be feeling well."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Edward was concerned and desperate, but Allen still thought of the wizarding world.

"Well," Allen moved, "It seems to be crushed by someone, and my body is a little weak. Don't worry, father, my son will recover soon."

soon……

It's been more than three months, and your body still feels like it's been crushed...

You can't see the shape of your neck and body, it has faded so much, but it is still a bruise...

Edward's voice was dry, "Father believes in you."

Allen tilted his head slightly, "Speaking of the wizarding world, Erchen read the history books last night and felt that Voldemort..." He shuddered inexplicably, his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably, and soon his body trembled too, and his stomach rolled , covered his mouth.

Edward felt that hope was shattered again. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed and took Alan into his arms, patted and comforted Alan, "Alan, what's the matter?" He felt that his voice was very strange.

"This name is very familiar...it seems..." Allen trembled more and more, his eyes began to be muddled, his fingers gripped Edward's lapel tightly like a drowning man grasping driftwood, and even his voice began to tremble , "...Father...my son...what's wrong?"

Edward comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, the father is here, Alan is safe, no one can hurt you here!"

"Injury..." The veins on Alan's forehead began to throb, and he trembled even more, "My son...he..."

"It's okay, Allen," Edward quickly changed the subject, "You turned the table into a sofa for the king last night? Do you remember?"

Alan's face became paler and cold sweat poured out from his forehead, "...remember...my son...my father...do you like it?" His eyes became more and more confused, and he fainted straight away.

Edward paused, patted Allen on the back, and said in a trembling voice, "Allen?"

He immediately picked up the magic communication next to him, "Cousin! Nicklaus! Therapist, hurry up!"