Morin was deducted five points for making a loud noise in class, probably the only points left in the crystals on his identity ring, and Professor Anna had ordered him to visit her office in the afternoon, for which the entire botanical and potions course was a little absent-minded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it was confirmed that the missing content in Bo Roma's manuscript was indeed related to the pupilless eyes, due to the lack of mental strength, he could not get more information for the time being, so he was not in a hurry to contact Minelma. The boy stared at the top of Professor Feith's sparse head, guessing how many digits of hair were left on it, and yawned boredly.

I thought that compared to a course like spiritual perception, the preparation of potions is not too difficult, especially for low-level potions, each of which has a very detailed and fixed preparation process, as long as you follow the instructions step by step, without making mistakes, you can always get a potion that is acceptable. But after more than three months of practice, no one succeeded in formulating even the most basic wound healing elixirs, at least no one got the nod of Feith's approval, and I have to say that this greatly dampened the enthusiasm of the students.

"If any of your classmates disagree with my evaluation, you can cut a wound on your arm and try to use your potion to see the effect! If the effect satisfies you, believe me, I will apologize to you!" said Faith to those who were not convinced.

There was a boy who bravely experimented on himself, and he felt that his potion was exactly the same as described in the book. The boy's name was Emmon, and Merlin was so impressed that despite the objections of his companions next to him, he made a shallow wound on his hand with a silver knife and dripped his potion on.

As the potion seeped into the wound, a small cloud of pale cyan smoke rose, and the shallow wound on Eamon's arm magically healed, but a moment later, before he could proudly show Fez, the hand swelled at a visible rate, and in a short time, it looked like a terrifying and crumpled green thick leather glove, and Eamon himself opened his mouth in horror but could not even scream, until he took Fez's antidote, and it took a long time to recover.

Since then, no one has questioned Feiss's assessment.

"If the temperature of the fire is well controlled, then at this time your distillation condenser tube should have condensed pink beads, which are the calendula essence extract that we talked about containing life force earlier......" Faith was walking around the classroom, he looked at Strayer's condenser tube, nodded in satisfaction, and gave him five points.

For Strayer's ability to stay focused throughout the class, Maureen was quite impressed.

The boy remembered that when he learned to use the musket with his grandfather before, he was already quite interested, and he couldn't keep his concentration for a long time, let alone prepare a tube of potion according to the rigid and boring process, he glanced at his condenser tube, the liquid beads attached to the wall of the tube were not at all the same color as water, and he didn't know which step went wrong, and glanced at Barron next to him, his condenser tube had condensed a layer of black powder, and the silver-haired Tevez was not far away, oh, he no longer had a condenser tube, no wonder the boy heard something popping before。

It's all too difficult to practice, Merlin thought in conclusion.

The most basic first-order healing potions have to be prepared for most of the afternoon, and if there is a slight mistake in one of the links, it has to be restarted, such as the loss of magic power caused by the stirring of the herbal powder for a little longer, for example, the concentration of the solution is too high because it is heated for a little longer, in addition, in order to lay a good foundation, many things need to be observed and judged, and quantitative instruments cannot be used, such as color, because of this course, the teenager feels that his ability to distinguish colors has improved more than one level, and he has also learned nearly seventy new words about color scales.

And high-end potions are said to be flexibly blended according to the fluctuation of magic power and the quality of the materials, and there is no detailed and reliable preparation process, which is even more time-consuming and laborious, so it is no wonder that the potions seen in the pharmacy are so expensive.

I had to go to Teacher Anna's office after class, and I didn't know how I would be reprimanded by the stern teacher. The boy stole a glance at Alice and saw that she was staring at her condenser tube with a furrowed brow, as if it would turn the light blue beads inside pink.

Finally staying up until the end of class, Morin hurriedly packed up his things, waved his hand to Barron and the others, and ran out of the classroom with a smoke. Teacher Anna's office is on top of the snow peak, and if she runs slowly, she probably won't even be able to eat dinner.

The sun slanted over the valley to the west, revealing the warm colors of the snow and the tranquility of the mountain road.

At this time, there are basically no junior freshmen going up the mountain, and most of the people who return are directly through the magic passage in the air, Morin trotted all the way along the stone steps, and it took a long time to see one or two figures, and they were all senior seniors who passed behind them, and disappeared behind the hillside in a few breaths. Xiao Heiben was also interested in finding two little squirrels and little snow rabbits and other animals to bully and bully, but he didn't find any targets to start with along the way, grabbed the boy's collar and chirped boredly twice, and then hid back in the ring marks.

Teacher Anna spends most of her time in her magic tower, where her office is located, except for classes.

The magic tower in question here is not a tower with a magical enchantment like a communication tower, but a real magic tower with a magician owner and a close connection with it. In their own magic tower, the mage's spiritual perception and mana accumulation will be greatly helped. Not only that, but its strength can be said to be multiplied, for example, the magic released will be greatly increased, and the attack received and its own consumption will be greatly shared by the magic tower.

The Tower of Magic, so to speak, is an immovable but immensely powerful wand.

Of course, the construction cost of the magic tower is extremely expensive, even if it is a high-level mage, it may be difficult to build the most basic magic tower with the effort of his life, and most of them are built with the strength of several generations or the human and material resources of the entire country. The number of magic towers within a certain range is also extremely limited, for example, a small fortress or city is likely to build only one magic tower, how to build magic towers intensively and avoid magic conflicts between them has always been one of the most important research directions for scholars.

If you can build a magic tower intensively, you can greatly strengthen the defense of the fortress, and it is roughly estimated that a mage's strength in his magic tower is at least equivalent to adding one major level, that is, three small levels. For example, a ninth-order high-level mage can rival a twelfth-order great mage, and a holy mage can even fight those legends with a powerful magic tower.

This is one of the reasons why some small countries were able to protect themselves in the years of war.

It is said that the Illuvita Academy of Magic is particularly ingenious and fortunate to have built seven magic towers, all of which have been passed down from generation to generation several eras ago, and Anna-sensei's magic tower is one of them. The base of the Magic Tower is a dark and snowy tower, the small half of the tower is sunk in the steep mountain, and the towering tower is topped by four spires, surrounded by a slowly rotating vortex of magic, shimmering in the setting sun.

In the middle of the tower, high above the ground, there are several platforms of different sizes, on which many bird-like shadows rise and fall. The boy squinted for a long time, confirming that most of them were mechanical golems like gargoyles, and perhaps a handful of magical creatures like bald eagles.

The entrance of the magic tower is just an ordinary pillar arch, the height is only two people, compared to the magnificent tower body is particularly inconspicuous, but the stone steps of the entrance are on both sides of the side by side with some majestic stone carvings, I don't know what kind of characters they are, although there is a stone tablet in front of the statue, densely carved with inscriptions, Mo Lin is not in the mood to stop and observe at this time.

As the boy walked up the stone steps, a line of text appeared on the two stone doors: Professor Anna Koo's office, the seventh floor, seemed to know why the boy had come.

Then the stone door opened inward, and Merlin hesitated for a moment, then stepped in.

Passing through the narrow corridor, a huge library appeared in front of him, the interior of the magic tower was much more spacious than it looked from the outside, a barely endless passage was built on both sides of the high bookshelves, storing countless old books, and what was even more unexpected for the teenager was that there were also many senior seniors here, most of them were holding books and reading, completely ignoring the appearance of the teenager or not caring at all and not reacting, presumably the collection of books here is different from the library.

"Morin, what are you doing here?" a surprised voice came.

The boy turned around and saw Senior Mike with dazzling red hair.

"Uh...... I was called to Professor Anna's office after falling unconscious in a history of magic class this morning and then making a loud noise. Looking at Senior Mike's exclamation, the boy quickly explained and turned to leave, he didn't want to hear any "compliments" from the troublemakers or "Morin the Sleeper" now.

Walking along the aisle to the end, there is a magic spiral staircase leading to the second floor, the steps are like a dazzling barrier, composed of pure elemental lines, without any handrails, if it were Barron, he would probably walk tremblingly, the boy stared around with wide eyes, and imagined Barron holding the stone hammer tightly and taking small steps to move forward, and his mood relaxed a lot for a while.

The next few floors were also different, some with high walls like a labyrinth, some were divided into experimental rooms of various sizes, some were like storage rooms with many old magical machines, several floors were full of faces, some were empty, and the fifth floor even had only one closed door, and the boy stared at the door made of unknown metal, spending hours in vain guessing what it would look like.

Finally climbed to the seventh floor, Morin was already out of breath, the magic tower was not too high from the outside, but the stairs on each floor inside were terrifyingly long, and the boy guessed that it might be some kind of magic enchantment involving space.

Walking into the room on the seventh floor, he didn't meet the expected scrutinizing eyes of Professor Anna, looking at the empty office, Maureen couldn't help but look around.

Compared to the other floors, Anna Gu's office was much smaller, just an ordinary room, the décor of the room was quite old, a large and small inkwell was placed on a large solid wood table, a stack of manuscripts spread out on the table, which seemed to be only half finished, and a blue quill lay flat on the manuscript, the ink on the tip of the pen still wet. There was a platform on one side of the room, which the boy guessed was the one he had seen earlier at the bottom of the tower, as many mechanical golems and magical creatures flew in and out, dropping letters and small metal cubes in the corners of the room—which Morin recognized as the recording box used by the communication ball to record messages.

In a daze, a bright silver shadow suddenly rushed in from the window and hit the boy's chest at once.

"Ouch-" Morin, who didn't have time to dodge, felt a pain in his chest before hearing a chirp and the sound of something falling to the ground.

When he looked closely, he realized that the bright silver shadow turned out to be a silver-feathered pigeon, and the moment he just hit the boy's chest did not cause any harm to it, and the two ruby eyes stared at Merlin, and cooed twice, as if to reproach him for blocking his way.

And the thing that fell to the ground, a metal record box, must have been sent by the silver feather pigeon, and I don't know where it touched it, but it actually opened it by itself.

A physical image appeared in the room, a young man, holding a manuscript, and read very seriously: "In the eighth hundred and fifty years of the fourth age of the Todel calendar, the year of the stars, on the first day of January, at the Holy Council of the Holy Alliance, Speaker Augustus passed a proposal for the dispatch and cooperation of various countries to deal with the possible tide of chaos......"

It was the first time that Maureen had seen the recording box play, and he had heard the Holy Council or something, and he was listening attentively, but the image and sound disappeared together, and the boy was stunned to find that Anna Gu had appeared in the room at some point, and the silver-feathered pigeon had just landed on her shoulder and pecked at her wide brim.

"Professor Anna," the boy said hurriedly, "it was ...... just now."

"It's Pete's fault, he only advanced a few days ago, and he doesn't know how fast he can fly, and he often bumps into others. Anna Gu stroked the silver-feathered pigeon on her shoulder, "The record box you just saw was passed on to me by the recorders of the Holy Alliance, and I am responsible for sorting together the news from all over the world," she gestured to the pile of letters and metal boxes in the corner, "and recorded the more important contents in the history of magic that I was responsible for compiling. ”

"That's one of my responsibilities. ”

With a wave of her hand, the small pile of letters and records in the corner opened one by one, and floated in front of her eyes like flowing water, but it took a few breaths to read them all. She pondered for a moment, then the quill on the table, as if picked up by an invisible finger, began to write lines on the manuscript.

"It's just some skills for the application of spiritual power, and you can easily master it when your mental power reaches it. Seeing the wonder and envy in the boy's eyes, Anna Koo explained, "Sit down." ”

A stool appeared behind the boy.

Then Anna's expression became serious, and she picked the brim of her hat and asked, "Now, answer me, Mr. Maureen Callander, this morning you were unconscious because of mental exhaustion, are you secretly doing some magic practice beyond the scope of the course?"