when harry potter met league of legends

Although I am quite confident in what I have made, it does not mean that the potion I have just brewed can be used directly. The prescription that I have worked out through hard work is not bad. If I developed it myself, I can at least test it.

But it is a pity that Harry is not in the lounge. Otherwise, it is not impossible to make some adjustments based on personal physique.

Of course, in order to make better adjustments, Harry could only be the one to test the medicine.

What a pity - Allen sighed, with a feeling that he couldn't come up with a better potion.

Observing the potion in his hand again, Allen once again confirmed that it was very stable in nature and had no precipitation at all - which meant that it was already a very successful product.

At this moment, this expensive bottle of potion was still swirling and spitting out tiny bubbles. Allen shined it against the sun, and the sunlight shined through the translucent potion, making it look particularly gorgeous——

In terms of its appearance, it ranks among the top five potions that Allen has ever seen, which is completely worthy of its expensive cost.

After unscrewing the bottle cap, a faint sea smell came out, but it was not objectionable at all. Instead, it was a bit refreshing, completely in line with the design, and the taste did not change in any way. It could be confirmed again that the properties of the potion were quite stable.

However, just after Allen confirmed that there was no change in the potion, a familiar voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Eh? Allen, what are you looking at? Is it perfume? Drink? Or potion?"

"Potion - the newly made breathing potion." Allen directly answered Selma's question next to him - as for the name of the potion, it is impossible to make such a low-end potion at such an expensive cost.

Anything you want is fine.

However, just after Allen answered, Thelma suddenly became disappointed with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Hey hey, what are you planning?

Allen almost immediately thought of the glorious deeds of this witch in his college - it is said that during the only time he crossed the lake before entering the school, when everyone was amazed by the huge squid in the lake, this witch

The little witch whispered softly: "Secret recipe? Slightly spicy?"

Thinking of the question just now, Allen couldn't help but think of a rather terrifying possibility.

However, just when he was about to veto it, Selma's voice rang out: "How does this potion taste?"

I just made it, but no mice have tried it yet - "I don't know, I just made it, and I'm about to try the medicinal properties (it's a pity that Harry is not here)."

"Are you not sure? Then I'll give it a try."

...

Although the batch of Hufflepuffs with the best grades all had quite perfect ability to deal with potion poisoning/herbal poisoning, Alan still laughed and laughed when he persuaded the one who tried to try the medicine - to give Harry the potion of unknown properties.

It was okay for the client to drink. If Harry was not around, he would have to test the medicine on himself first, and others would never be able to do it.

I can only say that the potion brewed this time really looks and smells better than other potions...

——

In the empty classroom, Allen finally looked helplessly and sat down opposite Thelma who was following him.

There is no way, the mouth of eating people is short, the hands of taking people are short - so many condiments and other things and eating with other people's meals every day make it impossible for Allen to refuse the more reasonable suggestion. According to the standard code, try the magic potion

It is true that one cannot be alone, especially for potions that are self-researched. Although Allen is very confident, if he is exposed to the professor for testing the potion alone, he is waiting to be scolded.

It's a bloody mess and I have to copy those annoying rules for a long time...

A bottle of potion was put out, and then slowly poured from the glass bottle into the water glass. The light blue potion bubbled from time to time during the pouring process. In the goblet (I don’t know why, I took out a cup.

There is a beautiful swirl in this), the sun shines through, and a breath like the sea breeze under the bright sunshine floats out - eh? It looks like it really tastes good?

Trying to put aside this thought that was not in line with the current situation, Allen raised the cup and took a sip. A wave of warmth that had not dissipated when the potion was boiled came, and then turned into a

A warm current occupies the entire tongue. Well, it has a sweet taste with a little bit of sourness, but it doesn't have the slightly greasy feeling of a sweet drink - wait, is there something wrong?

He wanted to test the effect of the potion, not its taste!

Deliberately letting himself ignore the taste, Allen began to feel the specific effect of the potion - well, just like it was preset, the potion he drank slowly and steadily provided the functions needed for breathing in the body.

Of air, it is only necessary to expel excess gas from the body occasionally, but this behavior makes people feel strangely comfortable.

Except- "Hiccup!"

...

There are still some side effects. If you give it some time, it can be dealt with by adding subsequent potions, but that will probably destroy its special taste and perfect color. Allen internally evaluated the potion before realizing the problem.

Wait, this is a magic potion, not something delicious to drink. Why are we discussing this magical issue of taste?

At this moment, Alan remembered that he had burped very impolitely.

"Sorry, I'm rude. There are some minor problems with the potion that haven't been solved yet, but it can be said to have been successful." Allen said apologetically.

Judging from the body's reaction, everything is under consideration, and it is confirmed that there is no toxicity or anything like that.

"What about the taste?"

"Taste? It tastes unexpectedly good. It's better than drinking a cup of hot honey beer on a snowy day. It tastes great!"

Allen subconsciously said the answer to this completely unrelated potion effect, and then looked at Selma with horrified eyes as he took out a cup from his pocket and poured a cup out of the bottle very smoothly.

, drank the potion in the cup very gracefully.

Forget it - there is still stock, a small pot of potion contains several bottles.

As for the price, I wasn't going to cook the second pot anyway, so I couldn't care about it. Allen shook his head and drank up the remaining potion in his cup.

Hmm, does it taste better if you drink it in large gulps?

Allen squinted his eyes and began to enjoy the perfect taste of the potion.

…

Half an hour later, the door to the empty classroom was opened, and Harry walked in with a confused look. In front of him were several empty glass bottles commonly used to hold potions, plates of snacks, and Alan.

, Anne, and what seems to be a Hufflepuff prefect named Selma.

"Alan, Colin said you were looking for me, what's the matter?"

Allen's mouth opened slightly, and then Harry saw a flash of magic light, and then heard Allen say in a more normal tone: "Well, Harry, come and try the snacks that Anne just made -

(Another ray of magic), by the way, I have this for you, you can use it in the next game."

Inside the glass bottle, a small half bottle of light blue potion swirled beautifully, blooming its charm wantonly in the midday sun.

"what is this?"

"The breathing potion will help you survive the time underwater."

"But I've already learned the Bubble Charm?"

Harry answered naturally, and then he saw Miss Thelma's eyes staring at the potion in his hand with radiance, but was stopped by Alan's look.

For some reason, he heard a vague sentence: "This is all that's left -" (To be continued)