Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The next day, the little wizards barely dragged themselves out of the bed.They had a weekend of fun and didn't want to face a lot of courses right away.

Unfortunately, the first period of the morning is Potions.

What a dangerous course!

Seamus Finnigan, a young blasting genius who accidentally blew up a crucible...

There is Harry Potter who will be shot indiscriminately no matter what he does...

And the root of all misery - the dark old bat.

If they were late, it would be as hell on earth as can be imagined.

No one had the courage to face Professor Snape's death gaze, except the professor's new potions assistant.

This is also a big acquaintance!

Surely you've heard of it - the Muggle Crown Prince.

The portraits in the castle whispered, but they didn't need to, because soon, with the end of second-year potions, all of Hogwarts would know.

The little wizards in the second grade ran out of the cellar happily. They swore that this was the gentlest potions class they had ever attended!

Yes, in the beginning, the dark old bat still used his terrifying language skills, hissing and spraying venom.

At that time, Allen silently wrote the formula and production process of the swelling potion on the blackboard.

When a large group of lion cubs and snakes shivered below, Allen coughed lightly, attracting the snake king's attention, "Professor, the writing on the blackboard is ready."

Snape let out a snort, looking a little better.

He strode back to the podium, sat on the stool next to him, and commanded, "Then let's start."

Allen turned around with a smile, folded his hands in front of him, and explained, "Good morning, everyone! It's an honor to be Professor Snape's potions assistant.

"The content of this lesson is the understanding and making of swelling potion. I will explain it to you. If there are any mistakes, Professor Snape will correct them."

He nodded slightly at the big bat beside him, and blinked at Harry and Draco inadvertently.

Draco scowled.

——This guy didn't tell him in advance!What about the head of Slytherin?

Harry was overjoyed.

If it wasn't for Snape watching over him, he would have jumped up.

Who can understand His Highness's teaching style better than him, it is spring breeze and rain, and meticulous attention to detail!Even if you ask a very outrageous question, His Highness will explain it seriously, instead of spraying venom like a certain bat!

The little Muggle-born wizard was crazy with joy—listening to His Highness's lecture, it was the first time in the world!

As for other pure blood...

They had to admit that as long as Snape wasn't teaching the class, the class wasn't all that scary.

Allen tapped on the wooden desk to call everyone's attention, with a little blame.

"——Class time, please pay attention."

The sea-blue eyes looked around to confirm that everyone was sitting upright, and then the class began.

The blond boy turned sideways slightly, revealing the writing on the blackboard behind him. His slender fingers moved the wand and slid across the beautiful cursive characters.

"As I said just now, we will study swelling potion in this class. Who can tell me what function does swelling potion have?"

Hermione raised her hand in a "swish--".

Allen smiled and nodded, "Miss Granger?"

Hermione's eyes were shining, and her chest heaved violently. Hearing this, she replied loudly,

"Swelling potion is a potion made from dried nettles, puffer fish eyes, and bat spleen. The parts that touch this potion will swell!"

Allen nodded, "Very good! It's a pity that I can't give you any extra points!"

Snape sneered heavily.

Draco gleefully raised his eyebrows at the blond boy on the stage.

Allen smiled lightly, skipped this, and continued, "As Miss Granger said, this potion will swell the part that touches it.

"Therefore, I hope everyone can listen carefully to the following cooking steps, so as not to cause damage to you later."

Neville squeezed nervously in front of the cauldron.

“The production process is divided into two parts——

In the first step, add 2 spoons of dried nettles and 3 parts of puffer fish eyes into the mortar successively, grind them into medium and fine powder, and add the mixed powder into the crucible. "

Allen took out his crucible and showed it to everyone.

"The student crucible that Hogwarts requires to buy has five tiny scales on the belly of the crucible - if you put in water that reaches the second scale, it will not be easy to fry the pot, and the potion will not be very thin .”

Snape curled his lips, obviously thinking that such a foolish approach was completely unnecessary.

He said coldly, "Cornwall, I'm assuming that you are facing your classmates, not a group of brainless trolls? Or is your brain also stuffed with achnatherum?"

Allen gave him a helpless look, put down the cauldron and said, "Just try to reduce the accident rate, Professor."

The blond boy was urged by the impatient professor, so he had no choice but to explain the following content as soon as possible——

"Yes, add water to the second mark, and at the same time pour in the fine powder we have ground, and heat for 20 seconds at the middle temperature.

The so-called intermediate temperature is the temperature between 75 degrees and 85 degrees, and the most perfect swelling potion can be brewed at this temperature.

remember!The maximum temperature should not exceed 90 degrees - if you don't want to fry the cauldron. "

Allen glanced vaguely at Gryffindor's blasting genius and Neville, who was a little shy, and emphasized on temperature control.

"Did you hear clearly?"

The little wizards nodded in unison and said, "Understood!"

Alan reluctantly let go of his heart and said, "The next step is to brew for 60 minutes-don't forget to wave the wand and inject magic power into the potion."

"At this point, the potion is basically formed, and the subsequent steps are relatively simple."

"In the second step, you only need to add 1 part of bat spleen to the crucible, stir counterclockwise 4 times, heat at low temperature for 30 seconds, and finally wave the wand, and the potion is completed.

"If you are not sure about the temperature of low temperature heating - put out the fire under the crucible and heat it with residual heat."

Snape snorted coldly, but Allen ignored him this time.

Allen looked at the students with a smile and said, "Then, let's start making potions. Don't be nervous—I'll take care of it."