Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 29 Crafting Potions

"Clear water like a spring."

The young wizards waved their wands, chanting in unison.

Tier 0 spells are mostly highly practical support spells. They do not require repeated meditation to solidify and do not occupy spell slots.

The summoned water is purer than water from underground sources, containing no excess impurities, thus indirectly affecting the success rate of potions.

The crucible is filled with water, and a flame is lit on a finger to ignite the alcohol lamp.

The burning sensation caused a sharp, stinging pain, and Silver Moon quickly blew on her fingers.

Level 0 magic trick, a flame at the fingertips, uses white phosphorus contained in the human body as the casting material; a slight mistake could burn the skin.

Therefore, spellcasters generally prefer to use auxiliary ignition tools and rarely use this spell.

Seeing that Tai'an was using it nonchalantly, Yin Yue secretly imitated him and suffered a small loss as a result.

"That wretched Xiao An."

The silver-haired loli sucked on her finger, feeling resentful.

White lily petals are dropped into a crucible of boiling water.

Most of the people present were trying to make potions for the first time, and they carefully followed the steps in the book.

After simmering for about twenty minutes, the classroom was filled with the delicate fragrance of white chrysanthemums.

It's obvious that someone's mental strength couldn't hold up, and they were unable to continue sealing off their life force, leading to a leak of life energy.

Tai'an, having calculated that the time was about right, lifted the lid of the crucible.

The simmered, yellowish liquid slowly floated in the air, transforming into the shape of constantly wriggling bubbles.

Slowly move it into the prepared test tube, and then stopper it.

At this time, you can choose to take a short rest and relax.

The flower petals that had rotted from boiling were all thrown into the waste disposal bin, and the branch school hired someone to help clean them up.

Second purification.

Summon a ball of clear water and rinse the crucible. Summon another ball of clear water, add nylon root powder, and simmer for about twenty minutes until all the medicinal properties are fully extracted, obtaining a soup containing the characteristics of nylon root. Repeat the processing steps for the white spirit flower, mixing and simmering the two magical potion soups together, ensuring that the life force is not leaked during the process.

The pleasant fragrance in the classroom grew stronger.

One by one, the young wizards collapsed at the step of sealing their life force with their mental energy.

Maintaining a state of mental blockade for an extended period is similar to maintaining a magical shield, which is too much for their current mental strength.

After the distillation and purification process was completed, the murky potion became clear and transparent.

To save time, the remaining people simultaneously carried out the processing steps for the hemostatic herb and silver indigo flower, using the mental energy purification method to separate impurities, resulting in a test tube of light blue liquid.

In the final step, the transparent liquid and the light blue liquid are mixed and condensed and compressed using mental energy.

Before they knew it, get out of class was over. However, no one left the classroom. Everyone was waiting to see if anyone would succeed.

Of the twenty-three students in the class, only three were still working on the crafting process; the rest all failed for various reasons.

"Mentor!" Silver Moon was the first to finish, excitedly raising the potion bottle.

The pale blue life potion was indistinguishable in color from the finished products sold in the potion shop.

Paramela strode quickly from the podium to Silvermoon's side, gently loosened the cork, and sniffed the bottle.

"Hmm, very good. The quality meets the acceptable standard; it's not a defective product." The old witch nodded in satisfaction, explaining to everyone, "Defective products have an off-flavor due to inadequate manufacturing processes. They can only sell for less than ten silver dollars in a potion shop, while normal quality ones sell for at least thirty silver dollars."

"Mentor, I remember the specialty store also has excellent quality and perfect quality," the bespectacled young wizard Schneier interjected.

"Yes, superior quality requires the extreme compression of mental power at the elite level or above, and the potion will be a viscous liquid. Perfect quality requires the extreme compression of mental power at the super-level or above, and the potion will be a semi-solid. The supply of both is unstable. The price of excellent quality life potion is generally three to five gold coins, while the price of perfect quality potion has never been less than one hundred gold coins."

Tai'an noticed that the liquid floating in front of him was almost solidifying, so he quickly finished the compression process, put it into a medicine bottle, and put the stopper on.

"Is yours ready too?" the old witch asked the young wizard.

Tai'an handed over the medicine bottle. Even though he had used the most flower petals, the actual finished product was less than a third of the size of Silver Moon.

Paramela loosened the cork, held the bottle to her nose, and involuntarily frowned: "A remarkably pure scent. Could it be of perfect quality?"

"Teacher, did I succeed?" Tai'an asked.

"Very good, very good." Paramela tightened the stopper and handed the vial back to Taian: "Extremely talented, your life potion is at least of excellent quality, close to perfect quality."

The onlookers immediately erupted in uproar.

"How is that possible? Doesn't achieving superior quality require near-elite-level mental strength to cultivate?"

"Yes! You have to admit that some people are born with extraordinary talents, possessing abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to attain..." Paramela's gaze was deep, and she paused slightly, quite emotional: "The spiritual power that ordinary spellcasters can only acquire through arduous training is something they are born with."

"You mean Tai'an possesses the mental strength of an elite student?"

Everyone spontaneously recalled the scene of the dramatic change that occurred during the entrance exam.

In this light, he is indeed exceptionally gifted.

After all, no matter how powerful a wand is, it still requires the caster to infuse it with their mental energy to activate it.

"Xiao An! You're so outrageous..." The silver-haired loli's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with both hands.

"It's alright!" The young wizard smiled calmly.

Since he's unintentionally established a genius persona, he might as well go with the flow. As long as no one can figure out his true strength, the situation remains under his control.

"Young wizard! Don't waste your extraordinary talent. My laboratory welcomes you anytime." The old witch extended the invitation.

Those familiar with her personality would be quite surprised. Paramela hasn't proactively invited students for over a decade. The last genius to be invited is now the vice president of the Pharmacists' Guild, receiving preferential treatment from various factions.

"Mentor Paramela, I need time to consider." Taian did not agree immediately.

"Sure! My lab doors are always open for you." Paramela's expression betrayed her disappointment.

The third person to successfully concoct the potion of life was Dorothy, and her potion also met the required standards. However, given the precedent set by Tai'an, it didn't generate much discussion.

School ended at 5 p.m.

Tai'an moved nimbly, leaping all the way back to the dormitory.

I'm clearly in a good mood today.

Mastering the skill of crafting life potions will undoubtedly make your financial situation much easier in the future.

"Young master, Madam needs to speak with you."

The "lady" that Mussofi refers to is naturally his fiancée, Greenfield.

(End of this chapter)