HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

"Dear Draco: I will be conducting a one-month closed military training from July 7rd to August 3rd. During this period, I will not be able to send you a letter. Please forgive me. About the Muggles you asked about last time Historical issues, I paid for two books with the letter, and bookmarked the relevant places, I hope it can help you. Love you, Alan."

Draco stared at the inscription with gray eyes shining brightly, triumphantly opened the two hardcover books wrapped by Allen, took a green apple from the fruit plate next to him and began to chew, lay on the sofa and opened the book looked up.

Military training is always harsh and demanding. Its essential purpose is to reduce casualties in wars, and the soldiers trained are the guarantee of peace for every country.

It was getting late, and Allen was wearing a training uniform, holding a heavy gun in his arms, and was crawling with a group of soldiers covered in mud through the muddy quagmire with obstacles. There was the sound of shells bombarding them, and some splashed mud hit them On the body, the life of the beating hurts.The instructor shouted from the side, "Hurry up! It's too slow!"

He quickly got up and turned over the erected wooden stakes, turned over to avoid the empty shells fired in front, and shot at the target under the cover of the bunker, nine rings.

When everyone finished this group of training, they stood in a military posture and lined up to listen to the instructor's lecture, and they were scolded bloody.

"There are all of them. Run for five kilometers with a load, and the time limit is 10 minutes! Run!"

Everyone resigned to their fate to carry their heavy bags and guns and ran to the mountains. They were tired after a day of training. They all walked heavily. Alan wanted to cast a floating spell on his backpack countless times. After being scolded, he rushed back to the dormitory.

Allen simply took a shower and spread out on the bed with sore muscles. The training has already started for fifteen days. This time he followed the training of the adult group, including armed cross-country, mountain bike special training, shooting, fighting training, etc. It can only be regarded as the middle class here. In some physical training, it is indeed inferior to the grown-ups. After training every day, they are terribly sleepy. Fortunately, he set up a magic alert, otherwise sometimes the emergency assembly in the middle of the night would not be heard.

After half a month of this kind of life, the physical fitness and skills of this group of people have improved significantly, and finally they barely met the instructor's requirements and got the certificate.

Alan was so sleepy that he had to sit upright in the car. God knows how much he wanted to sleep. When he returned to the castle, Alan went back to his room and drank a bottle of lightening agent before regaining his energy to find Edward. .

Edward looked up and down, "It's thinner and darker."

Allen chuckled, "Erchen will come back in vain soon."

Edward laughed and handed him a document, "The impact of the war has completely faded, and the country's economy has recovered well. The Prime Minister proposed to change the Royal Trooping Parade every five years to once a year."

Allen smiled helplessly, "The Prime Minister has sent it to your desk, and both parties must have agreed."

"No," Edward shook his head. "He wants me to give a speech to guide the votes of both parties."

Allen frowned, "It's about to change, the Prime Minister has no confidence in re-election, but the military parade is held in June, it's useless for him to advocate at this time," he took it and looked carefully, "But the Royal Military Parade has been held since Charles II It is once a year, if the national budget can... the prime minister actually put up the budget for the coming year."

Edward chuckled, "I don't know what else will happen in this election!"

Allen was helpless, "The two parties are dismantling each other every year!" He put the documents back on Edward's desk, "The royal family has always been neutral, and the father will wait and see how things get better."

Edward nodded, "Are there any new developments for Allen in the wizarding world?"

Allen hesitated for a moment, but told everything that happened, and of course concealed the matter with Draco. Edward frowned and looked at Allen worriedly, "The wizarding world is no longer safe."

It was Allen who laughed first, "Father, don't worry, with uncle's saints around, my son will be fine."

Edward nodded reluctantly, and he handed back Allen's Philosopher's Stone ring to Allen, exhorting, "Be careful."

Back in the room, Alan immediately wrote to Draco, "Dear Draco: How are you doing? My military training is over..." At this time, an owl flew out of the window, and Alan's pen stopped , stopped, and took the letter from the owl, which was from the little peacock.

Allen couldn't help showing a smile, opened the envelope with a letter opener and looked at it: "Alan: The view of Balmoral is very good, I'll wait for you at the door. Draco"

Allen paused, his double pupils lit up with a smile, and immediately apparated to the gate of the castle. He saw a little peacock teasing a red deer, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily. With a warm body, he couldn't help pecking the man's side face lightly, "Draco, I miss you so much."

Draco dropped the branch and clapped his hands, looking at him with raised eyebrows, "What military training, it will last for a month?"

Allen had no choice but to approach those lips carefully, and licked them lightly, "The crown prince's responsibility..." He paused, with some anticipation in his double pupils, "Well, Draco, do you want to stay here for a few days?"

Draco raised his eyebrows, "No, my dad is going to the Ministry of Magic, I just stopped by!" Allen lowered his eyes in a little disappointment, "I see." Draco smiled, "But you can come to Malfoy Stay in the manor for two days!"

Allen's eyes lit up for a moment, then darkened again, and he pursed his mouth, "Recently, the schedule is very tight..."

Draco wrinkled his nose, broke away from his embrace, and waved his hands arrogantly, "I'm leaving!" Then he took out a portkey from his pocket and disappeared in place.

Allen watched the person in front of him disappear, raised his hand through the air with some nostalgia, paused, and apparated back to his room.

He looked at the lawn outside from the study window, hesitated, got up and went to Edward's study.

"Alan, what's the matter?" Edward stopped his pen.

Allen took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back, "Father, my son feels... there is something you may need to know."

"Huh?" Edward was very interested. There were very few things that could make Allen so trembling. He put down his pen and asked gently, "What?"

Allen paused, "My son... I have someone I like."

Edward raised his eyebrows in surprise, and frowned, slightly disapproving, "Allen, you're not even 14 years old!"

"I'm sorry, father." Allen bowed his head for training, bit his lips, "but...my son really likes him."

Edward opened his eyes wide, feeling a little out of breath, "...He? Is that... a boy?" His Majesty went through Alan's long-standing family letters and friendships in his mind for a moment, his face was a little ugly, " Is it... Draco?"

Allen raised his eyes carefully, a little panicked, "I know this violates the law..."

Edward held his forehead, there was a silence in the air, and he sighed for a while, "...I should know, you have never cared so much about anyone... Forget it, does he like you?"

Allen paused unexpectedly, his mood was like a roller coaster, he hesitated and said, "My son is not sure."

Edward's sea-blue eyes were a little harsh, "How can you be unsure?"

"No, Father!" Allen was a little dumbfounded, "You...don't object?"

"Is the father's objection useful?" Edward held his forehead helplessly, "It's Draco, it's better than someone else..." He still wanted to struggle for a while, "Alan, tell the father, are you serious? It’s just that you have recognized Draco and won’t fall in love with others?” His Majesty the King began the belated emotional education, “You know the secretion of the human brain in adolescence, I asked you a teacher to teach you this, are you sure this is not a kind of illusion?"

Allen nodded, "I'm not afraid of my father's jokes. After my son found out what he wanted, he endured it for three months and tried hard to alienate Draco, but..."

Edward was silent, and sighed for a while. Draco was a good child, and he was afraid that he would be harmed by Allen. "Forget it...you don't have to participate in royal activities these days. I have a task for you!" Allen stood up seriously. He straightened his body, and heard His Majesty say, "Go to Malfoy Manor for a few days, I hope you can tell me some definite news when you come back!"

Allen was kicked out of the study by Edward in such a daze, his double pupils were a bit dazed, a bit puzzled, and a little dazed, so the father...agreed?He returned to his study in disbelief, and it took him a long time to recover, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he immediately took out the letter paper to write to Lucius, watching Tita's white back flying away from the window with some expectation, the first Pin all your hopes on this plump snowy owl for once.

In the evening, he received a reply from Lucius—Honorable His Royal Highness Allen: It is an honor to receive your letter, Malfoy Manor welcomes your visit anytime!Yours, Lucius Malfoy

The corners of Alan's mouth curled up, and he fed Tita a biscuit.