Wizard: I can predict the future

Nord only rested for a short while.

Then the third extraction began.

This time, he used his mental power to sense the faint energy trajectory.

Then, following their direction, use your mental power to continuously accelerate their circulation.

Finally, in the instant they converged with that condensed energy.

The deconstruction knife fell precisely.

A drop of shimmering liquid instantly condensed and dripped down.

At the same time, Nord was afraid of any further complications.

Simultaneously, mental energy enveloped the drop of liquid, isolating it from the external environment.

Ding Dong!

As the juice dripped into the container, Nord quickly put the cap on, afraid that the energy would escape.

In fact, the mithril container itself is a kind of alchemical artifact, which can prevent energy from escaping even if it is not covered.

All of this was just a subconscious action resulting from his two consecutive failures.

He observed carefully for a long time.

The sap of the moonflower still emitted a faint glow, without any dissipation.

"It's a success!"

Nord felt a surge of excitement.

It was successful on just three tries.

He had initially thought that the series of failures would continue with further setbacks.

Surprisingly, it succeeded on the first try.

He calmed his excitement.

He took out the moonflower again and repeated the previous steps.

Soon, the remaining seven plants were also completely removed.

Only one plant failed because the energy was guided too slowly; all the others succeeded.

He looked at the shimmering liquid in the mithril container before him.

He couldn't help but let out a soft breath, a slight smile playing on his lips, a hint of smugness rising in his heart.

"It seems I have quite a talent for potions."

After a moment of silence, an impulse rose within him once again.

Purify the juice of moonflower.

What we see here is just the most basic extract.

The concentration is too low and there are too many impurities, making it unsuitable for brewing potions.

Only after purification can it become one of the ingredients in a potion recipe.

Although the book does not mention any potion recipes, it does record a method for purifying moonflower juice.

Nord recalled the contents of the book.

The purification method for moonflower juice is not simply evaporation or filtration.

Instead, it utilizes temperature, magical flow, and the inherent properties of the materials to achieve a further separation.

With that in mind, he didn't hesitate and immediately took action.

He placed the crucible on the magic constant temperature lamp and then embedded the magic stone in the corresponding position.

The next moment, the temperature of the magic constant temperature lamp rose rapidly, and the surface of the mithril scale crucible also lit up with rays of light.

Nord poured one portion of the moonflower juice into the crucible.

He did not process them all at once, but planned to process them in batches.

Even if it fails, it will only waste some materials.

The pale white liquid rippled slightly in the crucible.

As the temperature rises, streams of magic also seep into the moonflower juice within the crucible.

Nord's eyes were fixed on the crucible, and his mental energy had already been immersed in it.

He controlled the temperature changes and the operation of the crucible's magic circle.

"Separate first."

He muttered to himself.

Guide the stirring rod to slowly penetrate, gently pulling it in the direction of energy flow.

As the temperature continued to rise, a very thin layer of mist began to appear on the edge of the crucible.

Those are impurities evaporated by high temperature.

Time passes little by little.

The liquid in the crucible began to change.

The color gradually changed from pale white to silvery white.

But the next moment.

The energy within the liquid suddenly fluctuated violently, and the previously stable energy began to become disordered.

Nord's eyes narrowed, and he immediately lowered the temperature.

At the same time, increase your mental strength to suppress that chaotic energy.

It took quite a while to bring the energy that was about to get out of control back onto its track.

In that instant, if it had been any other level three wizard apprentice, the only outcome would have been an energy explosion.

Although this energy is not strong and will not pose a life-threatening danger, the crucible may be damaged if not handled properly.

Only Nord, whose mental strength had already reached the level of a first-level wizard apprentice, was able to forcefully suppress it.

A few minutes later.

Only a small, more solidified mass of liquid remained in the crucible.

Its volume has been reduced by nearly half compared to the original, but the energy it emits is significantly purer.

Nord slowly stopped what he was doing.

Instead of taking it out immediately, I observed it for a while.

After confirming that there were no problems, he poured the purified liquid into the new mithril container.

He examined the purified liquid for a moment, then looked at the unpurified moonflower juice beside him.

Quickly pick up the crucible and clean it thoroughly.

After an unknown amount of time, it had gotten dark.

Nord then stopped what he was doing.

On the table, all the moonflower juice has been purified.

Seven purification processes were successfully completed without a single failure.

In the first few times, he still made mistakes, and his energy almost got out of control.

But each time, he managed to suppress it with his powerful mental strength.

Later on, everything went smoothly and no more mistakes occurred.

……

The next afternoon, Potions class.

Nord found a seat in the front row and sat down.

Just as he was still immersed in yesterday's experiment, Professor Dylan walked into the classroom.

He still didn't bring anything with him.

Upon arriving at the center, he looked around and spoke calmly:

"How many people completed the tasks I assigned last week?"

"You can stand up now that you're done."

As soon as the words were spoken, several figures stood up.

Nord also stood up.

He looked around; of the more than 300 students in the classroom, less than 100 had completed the task.

Dylan looked at the less than half of the people, but instead of showing any displeasure, he smiled.

"Great, there are more people than I expected."

"However, to prevent anyone from cheating, I need to ask you a few questions first, and then check your work."

The voice just fell.

Nord felt the classroom, which had been somewhat noisy, suddenly become completely silent.

The next moment, the scene before him changed, and he found himself under a starry sky.

All the wizarding apprentices around him vanished, and only Professor Dylan appeared out of thin air in front of him.

He instantly realized that this was Professor Dylan's doing.

"Professor Dylan."

Professor Dylan remained calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Did you encounter any difficulties during the extraction of Moonflower?

Upon hearing this, Nord quickly described the difficulties he encountered during the extraction process, without holding anything back.

After listening, Professor Dylan asked several more questions.

From the properties of moongrass to the guidance of its internal energy cycle.

It even involves magical plants that can be used in conjunction with Moonlight Grass, or alternative materials.

Nord answered each question perfectly without making a single mistake.

After a while.

The starry sky before his eyes completely disappeared, and he returned to the classroom.

Professor Dylan remained standing in the same spot.

Then his voice rang out again, completely flat.

"You dared to cheat in front of me? You're fined five points of your academy credits."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red light suddenly appeared above the heads of dozens of people.

The next second, the light suddenly pressed down.

These people were forcibly pushed back into their seats, their faces instantly turning pale, yet they showed no signs of injury.

Nord looked at Professor Dylan in front of him, and at the blood-red light not far away.

He didn't sense any magic or elemental fluctuations.

"Is this the power of a fully-fledged wizard?"

He sighed inwardly.