Daniel Radcliffe earnings to shade in ‘The Woman in Black,’ his post-Harry …

The face of a highest-grossing film authorization of all time apparently never got a memo that large stars aren’t ostensible to spend dual days submerging themselves in a tank filled with frigid, gelatinous brownish-red goo.

That, however, is only what Daniel Radcliffe did while sharpened his new medieval fear movie, “The Woman in Black.” It opens Friday.

He was happy to do it, thanks.

The 22-year-old actor was fervent to infer he has copiousness of sorcery left for his initial vital film purpose given “Harry Potter” ended.

“It was unequivocally cold, though since of my kind of slight Napoleon formidable of being a small shorter, we kind of feel that we have to tough it out and infer to everybody that we can do it,” Radcliffe tells The News. “I consider it was about a day and a half before we asked for a blanket.

“We had to stop a integrate of times since we couldn’t put adult with a cold,” he says.

“It was a long, tough shoot, though it was great. It was good fun.”

Based on a 1983 novel by Susan Hill, “The Woman in Black” is a story of widowed counsel Arthur Kipps (Radcliffe), who is reserved to collect papers from a recently defunct client’s estate miles private from a closest encampment in a English countryside.

Cut off from a mainland by a tides of a surrounding marshland — hence a muck — Kipps shortly finds he’s not alone inside Eel Marsh House; there’s a malignant spook who preys on a children of anyone hapless adequate to cranky her path. Directed by James Watkins and also starring Ciaran Hands and new Oscar-nominee Janet McTeer, it’s a form of classical British fear film best watched by one’s fingers.

“We finished adult creation a unequivocally dim fear movie,” he says, flashing his heading mischievous grin. “But what would give us compensation was when we’d film something and we’d go, oh that’s unequivocally going to shock people.”

Ghosts don’t shock Radcliffe in genuine life. Not most else does, either. He did, after all, unclothed a lot some-more than his essence in a 2008 prolongation of “Equus” on Broadway.

His one loyal fear is that audiences won’t wish to see him do anything though run around with a wand. The Boy Who Lived is now a immature male who wants to pierce on.

“I am nervous, since I’ve never had a film come out where there isn’t a karma of huge, millions of people going to see it,” he says.

“So yeah, we am a bit nervous. we wish people to see it and we wish them to suffer it, and hopefully they will.”

For a man who has achieved so most during such a immature age — he wrapped adult a authorization that warranted $7.7 billion during a box bureau worldwide, led a rarely successful Broadway reconstruction of “How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying” and took a spin as horde of “Saturday Night Live,” all within a final few months — Radcliffe seems to bay an extreme volume of self-doubt.