Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

This summer is bound to be busy.

Allen was listening to various reports from the Knights outside the school almost from morning till night.

It was rare for him to live here for a few days, and all the people in charge swayed in front of him with all their strength.

Some are reporting work, some are asking for instructions on the development path, some are current affairs special... There are almost endless affairs.

This is the result of Lance blocking a wave.

For example, the Hogwarts Elementary School’s plan to cooperate with Lucius, such as the progress of the Nott family’s wealth management in the wizarding world...

This is something absolutely unstoppable.

It is still a problem that needs to be dealt with jointly.

The people in charge were complacent about being so close to the crown prince, but they didn't dare to despise Lance's majesty, so they all tucked their tails.

At this time, the most enviable person is that difficult and smooth ghost - Alvin Blair.

Relying on his charge of business matters, and in charge of the Nott family's industrial projects, he spent every day in the crown prince's study.

...not so enviable.

(The knight commander looked at Blair with murderous eyes.)

And, of course, there was Mrs. Sherlock Buckland, who was in charge of education.

Allen finally met her.

She is not as slender and weak as Allen thought, but a gentle, gentle and powerful lady like Professor Sprout.

Yeah, Ms. Buckland is also in her 30s.

She has a round, kind face, and a healthy figure like Mrs. Molly, which makes people feel close at first glance.

I heard from Lance a long time ago that this lady once had a daughter who was seven or eight years old.

It's a pity that they were wandering in Knockturn Alley at that time. Under the stimulation of the dark wizard, the girls had a magical riot...

When Ms. Buckland was dressed in rags, crying and screaming, holding her daughter and rushing to Lance's residence, the child was already silent.

After that, the lady meditated for several days.

She thought she could survive until little Liz was 11 years old, when Hogwarts owls would bring admission letters.

Even if it was just a seven-year fantasy, she still hoped that little Liz could have a moment of stability.

She even naively saved copper Knuts one by one for this purpose, so that little Liz could have a good wand as a basis for her life.

but……

Sherlock Buckland closed his eyes deeply.

——She is a useless mother who has the same name as Sherlock Holmes.

She buried her daughter and has since steadfastly joined Lance's side, handling the logistics.

After graduation, more than ten years of wandering gave her a pair of miserable hands, but she was also a literate student and also studied at Hogwarts.

Although not very good at magic, he is very good at Muggle subjects.

This lady often teaches these courses to Muggle farmers who have just graduated and are forced to flow into Knockturn Alley, just to allow them to return to the Muggle world and see if they can go to university.

Nobody told her that a high school diploma was required for university applications in the Muggle world.

...and they are just a bunch of "illiterate" who haven't even attended middle school.

Lance hadn't thought of her at first.

He didn't think of this tough lady until he received a letter from Allen, mentioning the alliance with Malfoy and the introduction of Muggle subjects in the wizarding world.

Yes.

Rebuild the education system of Muggleborns, so that they can choose between the wizarding world and the Muggle world, instead of being forced to struggle between life and death...

Isn't this the original intention of His Highness?

Therefore, the moment Allen heard all the experiences of this lady, he completely affirmed the position of the other party's Minister of Education.

He personally made a cup of tea for Ms. Buckland, and said warmly, "Please rest assured—His Majesty has already hinted to the Prime Minister to ask the cabinet to discuss the policy of opening up education."

"I think it won't be long before the secondary school level examinations for the society will be opened."

Miss Buckland looked at him and listened with tears in her eyes--

"At that point, we'll have the option to go home."

She couldn't help crying.

She thought of her daughter who hadn't reached the age of 11, and thought that little Liz had no chance to have all these choices...

Buckland buried his head deeply in his arms, and said hoarsely, "I believe in you!"

Allen patted the other party's shoulder lightly, and said in thought,

"You are a very idealistic fighter, I think you will inevitably be a little powerless in the face of a smooth businessman like Lucius.

He looked at Lance and suggested, "Knight Commander, why don't you assign it from the business team..."

Lance adjusted his glasses and said softly,

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I have already made arrangements! Ms. Buckland is responsible for the selection of teaching materials and the planning of the learning process, and I will personally negotiate with Malfoy."

He smiled and added,

"The reason why I didn't choose Ivan Blair... is that the other party is in charge of the Nott family's property. I'm worried that Malfoy will see the problem."

Allen smiled reassuringly, and sighed, "Yes, I shouldn't question your thoughtfulness."

He looked at Ms. Buckland, and handed her a card with tolerance and gentleness.

"This is?"

The lady strangely accepted the gorgeous greeting card, on which were written the names of several professors and the corresponding practice methods.

Allen explained, "These are all experts in early childhood education in the Muggle world, and they are also the cabinet's think tank in this regard.

"I've already said hello to them - if you have any educational questions, you can consult them."

Sherlock Buckland held the greeting card to his chest in surprise, stood up gratefully, and bowed deeply.

She was so grateful that she couldn't express it except to say,

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will never disappoint you!"

Allen also got up immediately and sent her out of the door gently.

He returned to the study in a good mood, and glanced at the invitation letter intertwined with platinum and dark green on the desk, on which was the dignified Malfoy family crest.

Looking at the clear blue sky outside, he said, "Lance, it's time for us to go to the appointment, and check how Lucius is doing."

...Look at what this Patriarch Malfoy has done.

Those sea blue eyes sank slightly, and there was a hint of contemptuous smile.

"He wants to see me so badly... I also wonder how money-grabbing Malfoy handles such a glorious career."