Wizard: I can predict the future

Nord instinctively scanned the classroom and found that only forty-odd people remained standing.

Professor Dylan believed that nearly half of the people were faking it.

These people either lowered their heads, not daring to meet Professor Dylan's gaze, or looked flustered, but none of them dared to stand up and confront him.

Professor Dylan glanced indifferently at the crowd still standing there.

"Bring out the moonflower solution you extracted."

Everyone took out the solution from their packages and placed it on the table in front of them.

Professor Dylan pointed casually.

One of the bottles of liquid was pulled into the air.

He glanced around.

"Valentine, concentration 52%, acceptable."

……

He scanned over a dozen bottles, most of which were between fifty and fifty-five yuan.

This is the standard range for moonspot grass cutting and extraction.

His movements paused slightly.

A container filled with a silvery-white liquid floated slowly in mid-air.

"Soren, concentration 96%."

Professor Dylan looked at a boy who was eleven or twelve years old.

"Not bad. After one purification, you've reached the standard, which shows you have a real talent for potions."

Nord followed the gaze and saw that the young man had a calm expression and was dressed in more exquisite clothes with magical runes printed on them, clearly a magical artifact.

The young man bowed slightly.

As Professor Dylan finished speaking.

Exclamations of surprise instantly filled the classroom.

"Sauren? Is that the fifth-tier wizard talent from the Krok family?"

"It's him."

"I heard that he had already been exposed to potions before enrolling in school."

"No wonder the potion could be purified in such a short time and reach a concentration of 96%."

The discussion gradually spread, and many people's eyes fell on the boy.

While the crowd felt a mixture of envy and a touch of awe, they also felt a sense of reverence.

Soren remained calm, seemingly already accustomed to these discussions.

Professor Dylan turned his gaze back to the crowd.

"Quiet."

Instantly, the classroom fell silent again.

After saying that, Professor Dylan continued his commentary.

However, only a few bottles of containers have passed.

Another container filled with a silvery-white liquid slowly rose up.

"Nord, concentration 99 percent."

This time, the classroom fell completely silent for a moment.

Then, hushed whispers arose again, even louder than before.

"Nord? Who's that? I've never heard of him before?"

"I don't know, I don't recognize him."

Professor Dylan looked at Nord.

"Being able to increase the concentration to 99% shows that you do have some talent in this area."

"And they must have put in a lot of effort."

Dylan was naturally unaware that Nord's initial strength was purely miraculous, and he only gradually became familiar with the abilities later on.

Others proceed from process to result, but he goes directly to result first, then process.

The speed will naturally be much faster.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

"impossible!"

"How could a wizard trainee possibly have a concentration of 99%?"

"You must have bought it from a pharmacist!"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at the person who had spoken.

It was Sauron, the only person who had previously purified the Moonflower solution.

He looked directly at Nord.

His tone was calm, but it carried a clear hint of skepticism.

"Even a trainee pharmacist might not be able to achieve this level of purification."

"You must have bought it!"

This is not just empty talk.

It should be noted that ever since his wizarding talent was discovered, he has been systematically learning potion-making knowledge within his family.

As for drug purification, I've only recently started working on it.

Under the guidance of the family's apprentice pharmacist, he was barely able to complete the purification of the medicine.

Even so, the clan's apprentice apothecaries still praised his outstanding talent.

He had privately inquired about how to increase the concentration to 99%, or even 100%.

But the clan's apprentice pharmacist told him...

A 100% concentration is something that almost only a formal wizard can achieve.

As for 99%, even a certified pharmacist cannot guarantee that they can complete it every time.

As he finished speaking...

A chorus of agreement immediately arose from the surrounding crowd.

"Possibly, but 99% concentration is an exaggeration."

"Yes, if you're going to buy one, buy one with a lower concentration. Anyone with eyes can tell it's fake."

"I don't think so. So many cheaters were found in the classroom just now. If he was cheating too, why didn't the professor react at all?"

Discussions rose and fell.

Nord remained unmoved and completely ignored his questions.

After all, he purified it himself.

Seeing that Nord didn't respond, Soren assumed he was guilty and pressed his advantage, saying:

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Or are you feeling guilty?"

The surroundings immediately quieted down, and some people who had initially believed that Nord had not faked anything began to waver.

Seeing this, Soren pressed him even further.

"It's actually very simple. Whether you purified it yourself or not, you can just do it again on the spot."

"You don't need to be able to purify it to 99% concentration, as long as you can reach 95%."

"If you can do that, I'll admit my mistake on the spot."

He wanted to expose the true nature of the person before him.

Professor Dylan looked at Nord with great interest and suddenly spoke.

"Nord, since everyone is skeptical, then you should refine it again."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Sauron.

"However, Soren, in order to prove that your work is also your own doing, you will have to do it all over again."

"Is there a problem?"

Soren looked up at Professor Dylan and smiled.

"No problem, Professor."

Then, he gave Nord a defiant look.

Nord paused slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

He looked at Professor Dylan.

"Professor, I'm out of Moonflowers."

"Furthermore, I didn't bring my potion-making tools with me."

A murmur of discussion immediately arose in the classroom.

Many people's eyes flickered slightly, seemingly becoming even more certain of their guess.

Soren's smile deepened.

"What a coincidence."

He reached out and pushed, sending several fresh moonflowers flying directly in front of Nord.

Then he looked at the woman beside him.

"Eileen, is it alright if you lend your tools to Nord?"

Eileen quickly took out a set of tools from under the table and gently placed them in front of Nord.

"You can borrow mine."

Seeing Nord take the tools, Soren picked up a moonflower and quickly brought down the deconstruction knife.

Instantly, the moonflower juice dripped into the container.

Then he turned to look at Nord.

Nord was still slowly checking the tools, and a sense of contempt rose in his heart.

Inside the classroom, everyone's eyes darted back and forth between the two.

On one side was Sauron, who had already begun to work with a calm expression, and on the other side was Nord, who was still carefully examining his tools.

They became even more convinced of what Soren had said.

But at this moment, no one dared to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Sauron's experiment.

Nord looked at the tools in front of him; these tools were more advanced than his own.

The Magic Constant Temperature Lamp offers more precise temperature control, and the runes on the crucible surface are more densely packed.

Fortunately, the operation is not much different from his set of tools.

His only task now is to avoid using too much mental energy, lest he expose himself.

After all, he was currently performing a purification procedure in front of a formal wizard.