Adventures of the Prince of HP

His Majesty the King quietly followed Allen as a follower, very curious about what his son was thinking.

Allen thought for a moment, led His Majesty the King to find a shop for magic props, and bought a suitcase with a space expansion spell and a weight reduction spell in it. According to the boss, a considerable number of books can be placed in it, and No matter how much you put it on, it won't weigh—perfect for Allen's standards.

Edward glanced at his son with some amusement. It seemed that Allen accepted magic very quickly and could make full use of it.He thought he could rest assured that the child went to that school alone. Among the children of the same age, he still had great confidence in his son's ability.

The two walked around Diagon Alley for a long time and bought the Crucible Books. Allen and Edward looked at all the books in the bookstore obsessively, and then reluctantly went to the robe shop.

The doorbell rang, and the two of them entered the shop, and there was already a pale boy with platinum hair inside, standing on the footstool and letting a pin adjust his robe.

When Mrs. Malkin saw Alan, she warmly entertained her, "Son, wait for me there first, I'll go to the back to get a new soft ruler!"

The boy froze for a moment when he saw Alan's eyes, then raised his chin proudly, and deliberately dragged the aria and said slowly, "Are you also a first-year freshman at Hogwarts?"

Allen is used to dealing with arrogant and difficult nobles. He knew from this tone that this boy must be a noble young master, or a spoiled noble young master. He didn't care about his arrogance, nodded politely, and dragged his hands The aria, "Yes, I am Alan Cornwall, and this is my father." When introducing His Majesty, Alan raised his chin proudly, and then asked, "How do you call?"

The boy was surprised by his tone, looked at him several times, leaned slightly towards Edward as a greeting, and then said slowly, "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Allen and Edward were surprised when they heard his surname, and they looked at each other. They were actually descendants of the Malfoy family.

In the eleventh century, Armand Malfoy made a great unknown contribution to William the Great, so he obtained the vast fiefdom of Wiltshire. Although he was not granted a title, he actually enjoyed the privileges of the nobility.It's just that the descendants have been hiding all the time, and they always thought that the Malfoy family's inheritance had probably disappeared.

After a long pause, the boy from the Malfoy family couldn't help asking, "Are you an aristocrat? But I don't remember any aristocrat whose surname is Cornwall!"

"I am a nobleman," Allen replied, "just not a nobleman in the wizarding world."

Draco froze for a moment, and pursed his lips. He thought the boy was not bad, but he was a Muggle-born.

Alan guessed from his attitude that the nobles here might not welcome wizards from ordinary people like them very much. He didn't care, but he had a good impression of this little Tsundere, so he offered to help Draco calm down a little. placket.

Seeing Alan's movements, Edward raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.Allen often shakes hands with all kinds of people, but he knows that this is just a superficial skill necessary for the status of the crown prince. In fact, Allen doesn't like contact with others, but he is gentle and willing to contact this child.It would be nice if he could make a friend, and he should feel relieved!

It is very natural for parents to worry about their children's communication, even His Majesty the King is not exempt!

At this time, Mrs. Malkin came out with a soft ruler to measure Alan.

Draco looked better, and continued the topic, "My dad is the school manager!" He said arrogantly, "I will definitely enter Slytherin, if I can't enter, I will drop out of school! They don't allow first-year students to bring brooms ,unacceptable!"

Alan listened helplessly to the young master's arrogant chatter, and responded politely to every sentence. He felt that this child was like the white peacock he had seen arrogantly showing off all his feathers.This helpless and conniving attitude made His Majesty the King, who continued to observe his son, even more surprised.

A blush appeared on Draco's pale face. He was obviously satisfied with Alan's attitude. He nodded and said slowly, but his voice raised suspiciously, "You are not bad! You also have a noble manner! I hope you will also Can enter Slytherin, this is the best house in Hogwarts!"

Allen said with a funny smile, "I see, thank you for reminding me." He paused, seemingly unintentionally, "I heard that Hogwarts has a potion master, I don't know if it's true."

Draco opened his eyes slightly, "Of course it's true, that's our Potions teacher, Professor Snape!" After a pause, he was surprised, "Aren't you mud, cough, Muggle-born, you How do you know there is a Potions Master at Hogwarts?"

Allen paused, "Muggles?"

"A title for those who don't understand magic." Draco waved his hand indifferently, "Answer my question, how do you know?"

Allen paused in his heart. Although Draco didn't seem to mean anything else, he felt the wizard's contempt for ordinary people from that sentence, "It was said by the gentleman who greeted me."

Draco frowned, "What about other people? Why did you and your father, two Muggles, mess around by themselves, and you don't know where to buy those things! Who is he! I'm going to tell my dad, let him put this person opened!"

Alan felt the little peacock's awkward concern from the words, and couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, my father and I have basically bought everything on the list, only the robe and wand are left!" He paused and said narrowly "Besides, your father can't easily fire that gentleman! That's Headmaster Dumbledore.

Draco frowned even more when he heard this, "Oh, that old bee! My father said that the biggest tragedy of Hogwarts is to ask Dumbledore to be the headmaster!"

Edward was a little far away from them, and couldn't hear the specific content clearly. He was relieved to see them chatting happily, so he felt relieved, smiled gently, got up and told Alan that he would go to the bookstore for a while, and Alan comforted him. Heart salute, "Father, go slowly, I will find you later."

Draco stared blankly at Alan's serious salute, "Goodbye, uncle!"

Edward smiled and nodded in response, and deliberately told Allen, "Since you want to make friends, get along well. This is your first friend. I don't want to hear bad news from you."

Allen seemed to want to refute when he heard the words, he paused and saluted, "My son knows."

Although those words were intended for Draco, His Majesty the King was really worried. Alan was a genius since he was a child, and his public school courses could not keep up with Alan's progress. He basically invited famous teachers to the castle to teach alone. What kind of children of the same age have you come into contact with.And one of the common problems of geniuses is probably that they look down on ordinary people-this is the natural arrogance in their bones.

Although Alan was a gentle gentleman under his teaching, His Majesty the King still knew what his son was like in his bones.If you go to Hogwarts to study, according to the responsibility of the crown prince, Allen will be gentle and tolerant to all wizards from ordinary people, but this also determines that Allen will never associate with them as friends.

His Majesty the King, who was worried about his son making friends, sighed silently, turned around and opened the door to go out.

Draco was a little happy listening to Edward's words, because Alan was also his first friend. He watched Edward go out, and turned to stare at Alan, "Be honest!"

Allen looked at this tsundere, obviously very curious, but still deliberately raised his pointed chin, trying to maintain his arrogance, his gray-blue eyes were full of vitality, and his heart was really soft.

Under Draco's questioning, Allen was "forced" to admit his status as the crown prince. Unexpectedly, Draco was calm, "Well, the crown prince, he looks good, and he is worthy of being my friend." The arrogant look made Allen dumbfounded.

Draco's robe was fixed, he glanced at Allen, a little bit reluctant, "Then I'll go first, my mother is still waiting for me in Ollivander!"

Allen nodded with a chuckle, "See you at Hogwarts."

Draco fumbled in his pocket for a long time, took out a handful of sugar and stuffed it into Alan's hand, shook his hand, and left.

Not a while after Draco left, Alan just got off the low stool when he heard the doorbell ring softly. A skinny boy wearing glasses and dragging huge clothes that didn't fit shyly pushed the door in, as if he was a bit alone at a loss.Seeing Alan's face, the boy suddenly exclaimed, "Prince Alan?!"

Allen's face froze, and he was a little annoyed that he forgot to cover his face when he went out. The gentleman nodded politely at the boy, "Hello! Are you going to Hogwarts too?" Seeing the boy nodded blankly, he asked again said, "What's the name?"

The boy was a little cautious, and some were excited to see the prince himself, and some princes were shocked to go to Hogwarts, and stammered, "I, my name is Harry Potter!"