Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

As soon as Allen entered, the slightly noisy banquet hall cooled down.

The attitude of the little snakes seems to be different from before.

If it was said to be cold before, now it seems to be hesitating to find a topic.

It's a pity that Alan didn't care about it. He listened to Draco showing off his holiday life and decided to break the beautiful fantasy of this little peacock.

"Diana assigned you some homework, did you finish it on time?"

Draco scowled, "We just met!"

Allen looked at him with a smile, "Because I think the heir to the Malfoy family should be extremely good—I want you to stand on top of the world."

The pure gray-blue eyes were slowly drawn out with ambition.

Draco stared at him blankly, turned his head awkwardly, "...well, I did my homework seriously."

Allen praised, "Awesome!"

Draco cleared his throat uncomfortably.

He knew that Allen couldn't get along with this group of Slytherins, so he simply said, "Let me take you upstairs, so that they don't get angry again."

So the group of little snakes who planned to get close watched their "family mission" drift away.

Allen followed him up and asked, "As the host, can you leave the guests at the banquet?"

Draco curled his lips, "Then I'll take you to see my dad—and let you taste what it's like to be asked about homework when you first arrive!"

But don't bother Master Malfoy, his father just appeared at the top of the stairs, blocking their steps.

Lucius has been waiting for Allen's arrival. He needs to confirm some things, and also needs to clarify the purpose of this Highness.

The other party knew the value of the ancestor's manuscript to them, but still gave it generously on the first side...

Said that there was no plan, Lucius didn't believe it when he saw Merlin.

Compared with the scheming Muggle crown prince, his son is indeed too immature.

He is really worried...

Patriarch Malfoy took a step back politely, greeted Allen, and straightened his heart.

"Lucius Malfoy, I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Allen nodded slightly, "Mr. Malfoy, good evening."

The big peacock showed off without a trace, "You can come to Malfoy Manor, it really makes this place flourish!"

Draco struggled to maintain his expression.

Allen adapted well, and said with a smile, "You are humbled——Malfoy Manor is not much better than the Duke's Mansion."

"Of course it's not as luxurious as the royal palace..."

Lucius complimented, intentionally or unintentionally, "I heard that His Highness has been to the Weasleys' house... Maybe the Malfoy's house would make you more comfortable?"

Allen smiled and walked to the study with him, "Malfoy Manor is luxurious and magnificent, of course I like it. But the atmosphere of Weasley's house is also very interesting, isn't it?"

Lucius laughed dryly and said tactfully,

"That's the way it is... But, it's enough to go there once if you don't have any interest. The place that is really comfortable is the place similar to the environment you were born in, isn't it?"

The corners of the blond crown prince's mouth widened slowly.

--oh?Are the Dark Lord's left and right hands showing favor to him?

He nodded slightly, with some appreciation, and looked at the big peacock meaningfully.

"You're right!"

Allen said with a smile, "I totally agree."

He turned and said, "I've always heard about Malfoy's reputation, and I just realized today that those are nothing but foolish people's nonsense.

"...is that right, Mr. Malfoy?"

Lucius bowed his body and said respectfully, "Of course—His Highness really has sharp eyesight, and can easily see through lies."

Draco frowned, clearly not understanding why they kept talking nonsense.

He wanted to say something, but Allen cut him off.

The blond crown prince stopped and turned to look at Lucius.

Behind the other party is the portrait of Abraxas Malfoy. At this moment, three generations of Malfoy are gathered here.

The Muggle crown prince who strayed into the realm of pure blood did not hesitate, and went straight to the road.

"Everyone says Malfoy is a pure-blood. I wonder what you think of me, a Muggle Crown Prince?"

Three pairs of gray-blue eyes looked at him with different expressions.

Abraxas was deep and silent, Lucius was smooth and shrewd, Draco was clear and ignorant.

After a while, the current Patriarch Malfoy bowed and saluted.

He said tactfully, "I thought you had seen my attitude."

What a slippery and shrewd politician...

Or is it more suitable for businessmen?

Whether it was "loyalty" to Voldemort back then, or showing favor to him now, it was all a bet on whether this choice would bring Malfoy's future glory.

There was a round of pleasantries, and there were mutual temptations everywhere.Little Peacock's patience is wearing thin.

Lucius sighed inwardly.

——I originally wanted to let my son see the aristocratic benefit society, but obviously, the child didn't recall it.

...Forget it, anyway, Xiaolong is only in the first grade, so don't worry.

Lucius looked at his son and asked, "Draco, aren't you going to entertain your guests?"

Draco knew in his heart that he was letting himself go, and for some reason, the boring conversation just now suddenly became interesting.

He asked, "Dad, can't I listen?"

Allen looked at him with a smile, "You can listen, I will give you some homework and see what you think."

Draco's face changed, and he immediately looked at Lucius, "Dad, I'm going to entertain the guests first!"

The little peacock ran downstairs quickly, as if a giant monster was chasing after him.

Lucius rubbed his cane, and glanced vaguely at the Muggle Crown Prince's blond hair, his gray-blue eyes were complex, deep and difficult to see.