Wizard: I can predict the future

The Seventh Potions Workshop.

Nord stood in front of the potion-making table, rubbing his slightly sore eyes.

After returning from Back Corner Alley, he immediately began to refine the Moon Sleep Echo Potion.

Even so, it still took more than two hours.

Each Moon Sleep Echo Potion takes about half an hour to process, from material preparation to final refining.

He looked at the medicine in front of him and sighed slightly.

"It seems I'll have to learn how to mass-produce Moonsleep Echoes Potion in the future, otherwise at this rate, I can only spare the time to make four or five batches a day at most."

However, this matter is not urgent. Even with his current level of skill, he would probably fail several times in the process of mass refining.

He has no magic stones to waste now.

Nord carefully placed the sixteen vials of potion into the magic belt at his waist, then turned and left, heading towards Back Corner Alley.

This magic belt is just a fancy name; in reality, it's just a small pocket sewn from cloth.

The bag opening is not large, but the inside is divided into many small compartments, with nearly ten pockets in total.

It is used to store potions that may be used in battle, or some spellcasting materials.

Zero-ring magic, besides directly manipulating the elements with magic power, also requires the use of spellcasting materials to be performed.

These types of witchcraft are usually simplified from high-level witchcraft, making them simpler to perform than other witchcraft, but their power is not weak.

The most famous of these is the corrosive acid.

This witchcraft requires the preparation of a special acid solution as a casting material.

When released, the wizard only needs to activate it with magic, and then compress and spray it through the magic model to form a ball of highly corrosive acid attack.

Because most of the model structure is omitted, even novice wizard apprentices can quickly master it.

However, the materials for casting spells are not cheap, so Nord had not previously considered this type of witchcraft.

Not long after.

Nord then stepped back into the thorn crucible.

However, this time Markov was not in the lobby; a shop assistant led him into a reception room.

The reception room was not large, but it was very exquisite.

Two glasses of beer were placed on the round table.

Upon seeing Nord enter, Markov immediately stood up from his chair, still smiling, but with a hint of helplessness in his smile.

"Junior Nord, you've arrived."

Nord sat down opposite him, took the Moonsleep Echo Potion from his magic belt, and carefully placed it on the table.

"Senior Markov, this is the Moon Sleep Echo Potion I concocted. Would you like to take a look?"

Markov's gaze fell on the bottles of medicine, and the smile on his face froze.

"I didn't expect my junior to have produced a batch of potions so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Nord's expression turned somewhat strange, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Junior, you've been lacking magic stones lately, which has even slowed down your meditation progress."

"Therefore, I plan to refine a batch first, exchange it for some magic stones, and then purchase other meditation aids to use in conjunction with the Moonsleep Echoes potion."

After he finished speaking, Markov remained silent for a moment.

"Junior Nord, this matter is probably a bit troublesome."

As he spoke, he took a crystal ball from his pocket and placed it in front of Nord.

A faint light flashed across the surface of the crystal ball, and soon a semi-transparent light screen appeared.

This is not just a simple image, but a high-level crystal ball, connecting to the information interface of the academy's magic network.

At the very top, a line of eye-catching text slowly lit up.

Ash Academy Pharmacist Association

Below is a recently released announcement.

[Krow Family Announcement: The Moonlit Echo Potion is a registered formula of the Krow Family. Unauthorized sale in any form is strictly prohibited. If any unauthorized sale of this potion is discovered, the Krow Family will jointly file a complaint with the Academy's Enforcement Department and the Pharmacists' Association, and reserves the right to pursue compensation.]

Markov raised his hand and gently tapped the screen, causing it to pull down.

Soon, another message appeared.

[Sent by: Dominic Crocker]

[Recipient: Markov Thorn]

[Content: Recently, unidentified individuals have been selling Moonsleep Echoes without authorization from the Krawk family. Please handle this with caution.]

Seeing this, Markov sighed softly and looked at Nord.

"Dominic from the Crook family even sent me this message separately."

Upon seeing this, Nord instantly understood Markov's meaning.

He also subconsciously thought of Søren Krok, whom he had defeated in class.

However, he never expected that the Moon Sleep Echo Potion was actually developed by the Krawk family.

"In that case, I won't make things difficult for you, senior."

After saying that, he reached out to put the medicine away.

Markov suddenly stood up and shouted:

"etc."

Nord stopped what he was doing and looked at Markov.

"The thorny crucible cannot be accepted, but I personally can."

Nord was slightly taken aback.

Markov pointed to the medicine on the table.

"I purchased this batch of Moon Sleep Echoes potion in my personal capacity."

"It will not be recorded in the shop's records, nor will it be sold in the Thorn Crucible."

Nord looked at him, and his opinion of Markov improved even more.

But he still refused.

"Senior Markov, doing this might get you into trouble."

Markov smiled.

"As long as it's not sold publicly, it doesn't violate the ban."

"Besides, it's just a few zero-ring, third-tier mental potions."

"Among the Thorn Clan, am I not even allowed the freedom to buy myself a few potions?"

That's easy to say.

But Nord knew very well that Markov wasn't just after a few doses of medicine.

He sat back down and looked at Markov.

"There are sixteen vials of medicine here. Please check them, senior."

Markov did not examine it for too long.

He simply picked up one of them and gently waved it in the light.

The pale silver-purple liquid rippled in the glass tube.

The liquid was clear, the ripples were stable, and there were no abnormal fluctuations in my mental perception.

Even without instrument testing, it's clear that the quality is quite good.

A hint of surprise flashed in Markov's eyes.

"The quality is even better than I expected."

He put down the medicine, took out a small leather bag, and pushed it in front of Nord.

"As agreed before, it's 2.5 magic stones per tube."

"Sixteen branches, forty magic stones in total."

Nord glanced at the leather bag but didn't immediately take it.

"Given the current situation, will you still charge the original price, senior?"

Markov smiled.

"Since I've already stated this price, I won't try to lower it later."

Nord looked at him for a moment, then finally reached out and took the magic stone.

Thank you.

He really needs this magic stone now.

After leaving the Thorn Cauldron, Nord did not go to the Potions Workshop, but returned to his dormitory.

This time, Gray didn't go out; instead, he stayed on the balcony tending to the flowers and plants he had grown.

Nord sat back down at his desk, remained silent for a moment, and then took out a locked wooden box from the deepest part of the drawer.

Click.

The latch is open.

There were no treasures inside the wooden box, only a notebook with some creases on the edges.

Nord took out the notebook and slowly opened it.

The pages were covered with strings of names.

However, most of these names are marked with a diagonal line above them.

Nord's gaze traveled downwards, finally settling on the last name.

Warwick Nico

There's nothing slanted in the name yet.

He stared at it quietly for a moment, then picked up his pen and added a new line of writing after the name.

Søren Krok

After hesitating for a moment, Nord added another line of text at the end.

The Crook family?