Adventures of the Prince of HP

The date to go to the Ministry of Magic to register together was set by Tom after consulting Edward and waiting for a month. The date is-when the weather turns warmer in spring and May of the following year.

When Tom heard this conclusion, he paused for a while, facing Edward's slightly raised eyebrows, and immediately chose to obey—if he didn't obey, he couldn't marry Ellen.

When Allen learned of this, he laughed up and down in his arms. Tom sighed helplessly, and his lips curled up when he looked at a certain little golden retriever.

The king is the symbol of the United Kingdom, and the crown prince is the symbol of the future country. The itinerary is not easy. The original plan to register with the Ministry of Magic in May was delayed again and again. It was not until early July that Edward made a final decision—on Ellen’s birthday. to register.

Ok, another month of delay.

But everyone knows that this year is Alan's birthday, and it is a serious coming-of-age ceremony. Of course, Alan has to attend the whole day, so Tom was very aggrieved that day and changed Alan into a navy blue Duke costume, smoothing the top He used hairspray to fix Alan's hair. He was very listless, and Alan's kiss couldn't make him feel better.

Seeing Tom unhappy made Edward happy.

His Majesty directly rejected Tom's request to go tomorrow, stating that he must register on Alan's birthday!OK, another year of dragging on.

After finishing the banquet, accepting the visits of all the nobles and the blessings of the politicians, and ending the grand dinner and ball, His Majesty the King happily took Alan to the study to reply to the blessing letters sent by the foreign ministries of various countries, and did not release Alan until ten o'clock at night. Len goes back to the house.

Allen pushed open the door, and saw a pitiful Dark Lord sitting on the sofa with his head downcast. He smiled helplessly, walked up to this person and lifted someone's chin, his black eyes were extremely aggrieved, and just blinked like that Looking at Alan without blinking, Alan took a deep breath, leaned over and kissed, and said helplessly, "I'm already yours, why do you care so much about that registration?"

Tom wrapped his arms around his waist, "After registration, no one wants to take you away from me."

Allen had no choice but to gently stroke the man's head, "They have no chance now, I only have you in my heart."

Tom looked up, his black eyes glowing again.

Alan took his hand and put it on his waist, "So now, where is my birthday present?" The Dark Lord carefully took out a large and exquisite gift box from his arms, Alan opened it strangely, and Time is also somewhat frozen - Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's diadem, Hufflepuff's chalice.

...if the sword of Gryffindor wasn't with Dumbledore, it probably would be here by now.

Tom's eyes were full of tenderness, "Those ordinary magic props are not worthy of you. The resurrection stone has been given to you. These... are the bearers of my former Horcrux, so they are eligible to be put into your hands."

The bearing of the Horcrux...

Allen wanted to hold his forehead very much for a moment, this guy is really...

Hearing what this person said, he was a little bit dumbfounded, "I have so many birthdays in the future, where did you collect so many magic props?"

Tom just looked at him fascinated, "I'll find it!"

"That's not necessary," Allen thought for a while, "I actually want a big meal made by you."

"Okay!" Tom agreed without hesitation, his black eyes lit up, "No problem."

Allen pursed his lips and smiled, and sat astride him, his chest heaving a little, "Now... I'm an adult."

Tom paused, his eyes deepened, and he swallowed hard, "You mean..."

"I want you." Allen leaned over and kissed his lips, and pushed him down on the sofa.

The next day, Allen's waist was a little hard, but the two of them didn't dare to tell Edward to ask for a leave or something, so Allen had to drink potions one by one. Fortunately, there were actually no activities planned today, and Edward only arranged for Allen. There are a few things to deal with, all small things that can be coordinated in the room.

Allen threw the official business to Tom, and explained the relationship between these nobles to the Dark Lord. He nestled in Tom's arms and watched the man handle things in an orderly manner, feeling that he had found a good place to be lazy.

He looked at Tom in surprise, raised his hand to hook the man's neck, and kissed him fiercely, "You are so wonderful!"

Tom's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and he slowly leaned over and kissed the little golden retriever, lazily buried his face in his arms and did not move.

The Dark Lord felt that this would not work, and he had to find someone to help, so that Edward would not continue to hold banquets next year, so he proposed to Allen to give the resurrection stone ring to Edward. Sure enough, he lived a lot better in the days that followed.

On August [-]th of the following year, Alan's birthday, Edward finally didn't make any trouble, but it was eight o'clock in the evening after the normal process of Alan's birthday was completed.When the two changed their clothes and were about to leave, Edward proposed to go to the Ministry of Magic with the two of them, so the three set off, followed by a large number of saints and Death Eaters. They did not interfere with each other, and they were quite harmonious.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the Ministry of Magic, which should have been off work long ago, was brightly lit, and the Aurors were waiting in full force, fearing that something would happen to the Dark Lord. Fudge, sweating on his brow, led them to the minister's office tremblingly, and served tea very graciously, and registered the marriage It took less than 10 minutes before and after the office staff called to go through the formalities, which was faster than Allen and the others entering the Ministry of Magic.

Edward watched Alan sign the document under the guidance of the staff, closed his eyes slightly and sighed. After all, Alan was still... abducted by this damn guy... He felt lost in his heart. In the parade situation, I looked back and thought, this damn guy is quite good, and he is still married, and his mood is a little better.

Then he heard the trembling voice of the staff, "His Royal Highness, Mr. Tang, Tom Riddle, born in 1926, entered into a marriage contract with Mr. Alan Cornwall, born in 1980, confirm?"

Tom and Allen nodded, "Confirm."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, Edward sat blankly, what did that man say? 1926? !That is, 73 years old? !

Edward took a deep breath, feeling a little uncomfortable in his lungs.

Alan sensed that something was wrong with Edward, and looked at His Majesty the King cautiously with concern in his eyes.

Edward waved his hand with difficulty, "It's okay."

...that's weird!

Allen was only 19 years old... Edward felt that his heart was going to be broken. On the way back, he was expressionless, so scared that Allen and Tom sat upright and dared not speak. As soon as they returned to the castle, Edward couldn't help but take a deep breath. "Alan, why didn't you tell the king...he is 73 years old?"

Allen glanced at Tom with a guilty conscience, and Tom answered immediately, "Your Majesty, my previous horcrux fusion had some side effects, and my lifespan seems to have been extended, and my appearance will not age, so... I can stay with Allen for the rest of my life." of."

Edward was powerless for a while, looked at Alan's slightly nervous eyes, and waved his hands, "Okay, go, everything is a foregone conclusion, so I won't delay you..." He uttered a few words with some difficulty, "Wedding night .”

Tom and Alan looked at each other, saluted and left.

On the big bed in the bedroom, the two were entangled together. Alan raised his chin a little suffocated, felt the heat in his body, and smiled weakly, "...you scared my father!"

There was a little sweat on Tom's forehead, and it was said to be an extremely lingering kiss, "Master, on the wedding night, don't think about anything else."

He twitched suddenly, and Allen raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder, "...the wedding night...how many?"

Tom grabbed his hand and kissed the delicate palm, "There's one more...our wedding!"

Allen couldn't speak, so he had to bite his shoulder to express his dissatisfaction.

Tom smiled hoarsely, bowed his head and kissed the little golden retriever's lips.