For the rest of the day, Phil didn't fall back into a mood of amazement at the power of the witch bow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He finally figured this out, and Wizard Adrian's questioning not only completely messed up his newness, but also made him realize himself again.

Whether it is knowledge or strength, he is nothing in this vast wizarding world, he still has a long way to go, and even the potions, alchemy, and witchcraft arrays that are compulsory for formal wizards, he has only learned a few superficial ones.

In this way, the power of the witch bow is nothing at all, even if he has the damage of a first-class wizard apprentice, it is not a conventional combat power, and even Phil doesn't know if he will have the opportunity to use the full-output condensing arrow technique plus the witch bow before he is promoted to the first-class wizard apprentice, at most he will use conventional combat power.

However, even if he is not so enthusiastic, Phil is still meticulous in experimenting with witchcraft bows, which is a professional attitude towards improving his strength.

The experiment lasted until dawn that night. However, it seems that the crafting of the witch bow is far from successful, because the wizard Adrian finally asked him to come back in three days.

It seems that this witch bow is also very helpful for the improvement of alchemy with Adrian wizards, otherwise he would not be so focused on refining a zero-level witch weapon.

Phil thought he would be going back tonight, but before leaving, a dwarven apprentice suddenly stopped him.

"Lord Phil. ”

"What's the matter?" Phil looked back to see the dwarven apprentice holding several books in his hand.

"This is the book that the teacher handed you over, and I hope you can get it back the next time you try it. ”

The dwarven apprentice handed over the books, and Phil quickly bent down to take them. Hurriedly glanced at it, "Great Alchemy", "The Core of Alchemy", "Material Alchemy", "Elixir Alchemy", "Witchcraft Array Alchemy", ...... It seems that they are all the most basic compulsory knowledge of alchemy, and looking at this book, it is obvious that the knowledge in it is countless times more detailed than what is taught in the free class.

Wizard Adrian, what does this mean?

Why did they not take him as a student, but now they gave him these precious books?

"Thank you, Master Adrian. ”

Phil hugged the book and left.

The next day, Phil came to the wizarding quarter again, but not for Wizard Adrian's alchemy experiment, but because there was a private lesson with Wizard Nitia on that day, and it was also the time to get notes with Avril.

"Phil!"

As soon as she appeared, Avril ran out and handed the note to Phil in a panic.

"Why are you here now?" she said, gasping for air.

"That's the time we said we were talking about. Phil took the note and began to flip through it as he walked.

"But as I said last time, this time Wizard Nitya might talk about the last lesson, and you don't have time to read your notes at all, so will this lesson be wasted soon?" Avril followed.

Phil still flipped through the pages quickly, and Avril's notes were very detailed, and even in many blank spaces, she even drew pictures of the time, which looked very realistic.

"Those...... When I was in class, I took the time to draw, and if I didn't draw well, don't be surprised. She saw Phil's gaze resting on it and said shyly.

"Why don't you use the memory ball?" Unexpectedly, Phil frowned and questioned her, "The primary memory ball doesn't cost much magic stone at all, and there is too much artistic processing to draw it like yours, and this is completely undesirable, because you will cover up a lot of things, so it is absolutely unqualified for notes." ”

"I ...... I...... I've drawn everything I see...... There was no ...... missing" Avril had no idea that her painting would receive such a review, and she was horrified by Phil's words.

"That's just what your eyes see, not what it is. ”

Phil shook his head, feeling that the notebook was very unqualified, but he had nothing else to borrow. Now, he misses the days when he had Green taking notes in class, and his notes were definitely the best.

Phil had no other choice, and quickly swiped over and loaded the entire notebook into the chip database. Then command the chip to retrieve and check the error. Sure enough, he found several mistakes.

In Avril's eyes, Phil walked to the lab with the notes in his hand, then closed them, closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and then took out a pen and scribbled on her notes.

"What's wrong, why did you wipe it off?" Avril hurriedly ran over from the work of tidying up the lab, this notebook took her a lot of thought, but she didn't expect it to be ruined by Phil like this.

"What?"

Instead, Phil looked up and looked at Avril who was standing anxiously on the sidelines.

"Why are you scribbling on my notes?" a timid person like Avril Lavigne couldn't help but be a little excited.

"These things are wrong, of course they have to be changed. Phil said calmly, and pointed to the place where he had erased and added a few words and began to explain, he was very skilled in this kind of behavior, because when he was with Green, Phil often pointed to a certain place to help the other person understand, and now it was just before that, plus the procedure of smearing with tricks.

This is the principle of fair dealing, and Phil has always adhered to it.

But, in Avril's eyes, the whole thing changed. In her opinion, Phil not only cared about her rudeness and carelessness, enthusiastically helped her correct her mistakes, but also explained to her very gently and carefully. She was blindfolded, her eyes fixed on Phil's clean and concise handwriting on the notes, and she didn't notice what Phil was saying.

"That's the basic procedural action for dealing with all kinds of bottled potions with the concussion trick, understand?" Phil looked up.

"Avril?" he shouted again at the sight of Avril's appearance.

"Yes!"

Phil sighed and pointed around, "Hurry up to class, you haven't cleaned up yet." "In my heart, I regret once again that I was so careless and entrusted such an important matter as note-taking to such a person?

"Yes, yes, I'm going to clean up!" exclaimed Avril, but before leaving, she snatched the notes back and clutched them to her chest for fear that they would be thrown away.

Almost before class, Phil finally finished memorizing part of the comprehension of the notes in the database, and after the chip upgrade, this aspect has also improved, otherwise even with the assistance of the chip, it will take a little time to completely turn this knowledge into his own thing.

Avril finally cleaned up and came back with a potted plant.

"Why is Miss Biya still in this form?" asked Phil.

"Ahh Wizard Nitya has already told me that this is a fruit that can be eaten for me when ripe. ”

"Oh, yes. ”

Phil replied with a smile, but his eyes became cold.