Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

The blond crown prince was really looking after her carefully.

He walked slowly in the aisle, adding a slight "loud voice" to his voice.

"First step, grind the powder. Remember the quantities—2 spoons of dried nettles, 3 puffer fish eyes."

He stopped beside the platinum boy, watched the other party grind carefully, and asked softly, "Can you understand what I said?"

Draco sneered, "Idiot level." He waved his hand, "Go to someone else, don't block my light!"

Allen chuckled and shook his head, slowly observing the students' production.

Slytherin's work here is generally good, after all, it is the course of their own dean, after all, they have put in more effort.Among them, Draco and Theodore are the best.

Gryffindor wasn't far behind either.

He was very relieved that the Muggle cubs who were usually not very active were very serious.

He circled around and said, "It's better to add more water than less water to the second mark!"

Harry poured water into the cauldron with a serious expression on his face. When he was almost at the second mark, he took a deep breath and tapped the test tube lightly to let the water drop slowly.

Then, got the perfect second tick.

Alan:  …

This is also unnecessary!

However, the savior still had a look of begging for praise, like a seal with its legs up.

Allen could only smile and praise, "It's amazing!"

Encouraged, the savior stood back in front of the cauldron enthusiastically, and poured the powder into the cauldron with a "swish--".

"Yes... so, what temperature should we adjust to?"

Harry said firmly, "75-85 degrees!"

The savior's green eyes stared at the cluster of flames so tightly that he was almost dizzy from the flames.

Hermione slapped him awake just in time.

Harry looked for Alan for the first time, and he was relieved when he saw that he was not around him.

——Fortunately, His Highness didn't see it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!

And Allen was staring closely at Seamus and Neville at the moment. The former would explode without knowing what circumstances would cause an explosion, while the latter was too timid to overturn something nervously.

Seeing that the bottom of Seamo's crucible was slightly red, Allen immediately stretched out his wand, artificially lowering the temperature a little.

How did a stone crucible turn red?

Allen was puzzled.

He could only suggest hesitantly, "Maybe, you can add more water?"

- That way it won't dry out.

After confirming the general policy of Seamus, Allen walked over to Neville and praised, "Yes, that's it! Neville, you grind the powder very well!

"Next-"

Neville tried to muster up his courage and said, "Water should be added."

"Yes..." Allen asked with a smile, "How much is appropriate?"

The round-faced boy scooped up a large spoonful of water, poured it carefully, and replied, "Number two marks!"

His hands trembled a little, which caused some water to spill out.

Alan looked at him, reached out and took hold of the handle of the spoon, and said, "You can do it, Neville. You're the smartest kid I've ever seen."

Neville was taken aback for a moment, and boundless courage seemed to surge in his heart.He tried his best to stabilize his hand, poured water up to two scales, and added the ground powder.

However, this courage was quickly worn away.

He asked with a sad face, "Oh, Alan...I'm so stupid, I screwed up everything. I can't remember the temperature..."

Allen looked at him strangely, with some inquiry.

Children at this age have the best memory, so how can they forget things easily?Even if it is something he has emphasized many times?

He said reassuringly, "You remember, Neville. Think about it carefully, what is the proper temperature? Seventy..."

Neville thought hard, and tentatively asked, "75?"

Allen applauded, showing a surprised expression, "Yes! How much is 75?"

Neville was encouraged and thought hard, but still shook his head with difficulty.

Allen patted him on the shoulder, "You are already very good - it's 75-85 degrees! You memorized half of it this time!"

Harry leaned over and exclaimed, "Neville, you've made progress!"

The poor child's cheeks were flushed by the praise, and he clenched his fists to cheer himself up, "I...I will definitely be able to do it this time!"

Alan signaled Harry to take care of Neville, and continued to pace around the classroom.

He even walked up to the podium to report to Snape on the benefits of "teaching the law for fools".

Look, everybody's getting better, not even Seamus...

bang——

A huge explosion came from the direction of a certain blasting genius.

Allen looked quickly, and waved his wand to throw out the invisible barrier, gathering the splashed potion together.

Snape had quickly drawn out his wand, sat down again when he saw this, and threw a bottle of anti-swelling potion to Allen with a stinky face.

Alan:  …

He helped his forehead helplessly, and walked over with the detumescence potion.

Fortunately, he stopped it in time, even Seamo, who was standing directly in front of the cauldron, was only splashed on his arm.As for the little wizards on both sides, there are only dots of swelling.

Allen sighed, "Seamo, you really have a unique talent for blasting."