Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

To Allen's surprise, there was a huge alchemy room behind the principal's office.

—— Beauxbatons really attaches great importance to alchemy.

He and Fu Rong stepped forward, took up a place each, and began to outline the magic circles that they were going to prepare for alchemy.

Generally speaking, the bottom layer of the alchemy array needs to be traced with toad juice, and then the magic wand is used to outline it, and the magic power is engraved on it.

Fu Rong dutifully sketched out the initial formation.

It can be seen that her theory is very solid, and she is very familiar with this magic circle——

She outlines a perfect circle with barely a pause.

Afterwards, the lady skillfully identified the six reference points for the spread of magic power, and drew a tangent equilateral triangle among them.

Starting from the other three equal points, she draws a line perpendicular to the sides of the triangle.

At the same time, she found three points of the triangle and drew a semicircle here.

The magic circle gradually took shape.

Allen looked at her in thought, um, so this is the excellent level that everyone said...

No wonder Mr. Flamel was so shocked at that time.

He seemed... a little scary.

After Fu Rong finished drawing the first-level magic circle, she stood up and looked at him, and asked, "Alan, why don't you start yet? I'm going to start injecting magic power!"

Allen returned to his senses and nodded at her.

"It's okay, you continue. Let me observe."

Fu Rong smiled reservedly, as if she was determined to compete for the high ground with this "Flame's most beloved disciple".

She persuaded, "You should start quickly, I don't want to win without fighting!"

Allen thanked her for the reminder and was still watching here.

Furong seemed to give up trying to persuade him, and went on with the second round of tracing the magic circle on her own.

The blond crown prince kept time in his mind.

Furong spent 15 minutes in the first round of magic circle drawing, and in the second round of magic injection, Furong took 7 minutes...

This is the "excellent" standard.

He seems to be learning the lives of ordinary people clumsily, so he memorizes the strange standards that people say.

But Allen soon realized his mistake.

He really didn't have the patience to pretend to be stupid to hesitate at such an easy thing.

He still adopted his own method.

The blond crown prince took out his wand, and gently circled the intricate patterns in the air.

The magic factor complied with his call, jumped lively to where it was supposed to go, and then stayed there faithfully, motionless.

Until Alan made the last stroke, the magic factors flowed happily in the magic circle, exuding a warm light.

He pushed the magic circle forward.

The wand slid smoothly and gracefully, and began to condense the second magic circle.

Then started the third...

Finally, the blond boy stacked three magic circles together. He tapped his wand, and the three superimposed magic circles rotated and enlarged, and finally landed on the ground, dividing an excellent alchemy space.

Fu Rong was about to put the platinum into the crucible to melt, she glanced here inadvertently, and then froze in place.

...She had never seen such a magic circle drawing method.

Even Nicole Flamel taught in person, and mentioned the necessity of a magic circle with every stroke.

This is a talent that even the founder of alchemy can't match.

Furong looked at the platinum in her hand and smiled wryly, but still put it into the cauldron.

A good start and a good end is the respect for each other.

The results are obvious.

Allen, who has a magic factor preference, easily won.

Madame Maxime sighed, "No wonder Mr. Flamel said that...you really deserve the name of a genius."

She patted Fleur on the shoulder, "Son, don't feel bad about it—this is a talent that has not been heard of for centuries.

"As long as you are diligent and frugal, you will surely achieve great success in the field of alchemy."

Fu Rong smiled, raised her head and said, "I know, ma'am. I'm not sad because of this, I'm very glad to have met such a dazzling genius.

"Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I will be immersed in my talent and end up with nothing."

Allen came over and smiled reassuringly, "Miss Delacour, there are only a handful of people in this world who have your alchemy talent."

He said gently, "Not to mention anything else, just relying on your determination to win or lose -

"I dare say, you can definitely achieve something!"

Fleur smiled generously and extended her hand to him, "Fleur Delacour, it's an honor to meet you, Alan!"

Allen also stretched out his hand, shook her firmly, and said with a smile, "It is also my honor to know you, Furong."

Afterwards, a few more students came to the principal's office, three girls and three boys.

They all wanted to challenge the favorite disciple of Mr. Flamel.

Fu Rong helplessly intervened, hoping that they would take a look at Alan's magic circle first.

students:……

excuse me!

Looking at the backs of them fleeing in a hurry, Mrs. Maxim rubbed her forehead sadly and a little funny.

She sighed, "Let me find a way, don't let them be so discouraged that they don't want to learn alchemy - they all have good talents."

Allen thought about it, and said softly, "If I am willing to give out my study notes, will it help them?"

The eyes of the half-blooded giantess slowly lit up. She looked forward to it, but hesitated, "Is it okay?"

Allen laughed, "Of course."

The blond crown prince firmly said, "The value of knowledge lies in being shared. This is exactly what the school is about, isn't it?"

Madam Maxim shook her head in admiration, and approved, "Yes, yes, you are right! Then, the notes..."

Allen was embarrassed now.

He covered his lips with his fist and coughed lightly, "Please give me two days to sort out my notes—my notes are too concise."

The two ladies in the principal's office couldn't help laughing. They admired the special nature of the genius and thanked Allen for his generosity.

"We can all understand, Alan!"

Furong smiled and took a cup of coffee with milk for Alan, and handed it to him, "Thank you in advance for your notes."

Seeing that it was almost five o'clock, Madam Maxim got up regretfully, "Oh, Alan, I still want to keep you for dinner at Beauxbatons. There will be singing from the forest fairies at the dinner party here!"

Allen's eyes widened indistinctly.

——Why does Beauxbatons have banquet music, but Hogwarts doesn't!

He tried to maintain his demeanor and restrained himself that it was okay.

"Speaking of which," the headmistress thought, "Madame Perenelle doesn't mind if we go back later?"

Just as he was talking, the alchemy equipment in the principal's office rang.

—— Flamel's exclusive tune.

Allen also has an alchemy button that talks to Flamel, it's the same tune.

He got up with some regrets, disappointed that he couldn't see the fairy singing in the forest.

Madam Maxim got up to connect, and immediately sent Alan back to her mouth, and she heard Perenelle's angry voice.

"Olim?"

The headmistress quickly answered, "Yes?"

Perenelle seemed a little annoyed.

"Let Alan come back after dinner, huh? Why did I forget, this child has never seen the fairy singing in the forest!

"—let him play, poor boy!"

Madam Maxim became happy, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Alan!"