As Hathaway disappeared to the end of the path, Madame Curie's face was so gloomy that it was dripping from the water, and she wondered if she should report Hathaway's request to the top.

"Madame Curier, what is Miss Hathaway looking for you?"

A deep voice suddenly came from the side, and Madame Curie was startled, and turned her head to see the old manager Taylor. Brower didn't know when he appeared beside her, his eyes calmly looking at her.

"Ah, Mr. Bloomer, it's like this......"

Madame Curie hurriedly repeated to him what Hathaway had come to tell him.

After saying that, she also chattered: "Mr. Brower, Miss Hathaway is so presumptuous, as a cultured young lady......"

"Shut up!"

Taylor. Brower's face sank, and although his voice was not loud, it sounded like thunder to Madame Curie: "Remember who you are, and remember who Miss Hathaway is, her request has not exceeded hers, and you are satisfied, don't let me hear your comments again!" ”

"Yes, Mr. Brower." Madame Curie broke out in a cold sweat and wondered what was going on.

Hathaway didn't have to wait too long, the ingredients in the Viscount's Mansion were well prepared, and even if there were no ready-made, they could be ready-made...... Honestly, she didn't eat enough at the table, in fact, there were a lot of dishes, but most of them were withdrawn without waiting for a few moves, and she could only use this method to find a backup.

After a night's rest, the next day she energetically commanded a few maids and guards to start tidying up the room, a move that of course alarmed the very dedicated Taylor. Brower's old butler ...... Hathaway believes that no matter the day or night, there will be several pairs of eyes in her yard watching her every move.

"Miss Hathaway, if you have any requests, you can send someone to inform me, there is no need to bother you to do this kind of thing." Taylor. Although Brower's expression was nothing, there was some obvious displeasure in his tone, as if Hathaway had robbed him of his job.

"Mr. Brower, you know that I am a magic apprentice, and I am very keen on refining some magic potions, and it is difficult for others to understand my needs. But there is one thing I would like you to tell your family, because I have the medicine in the backyard, so it is better not to let anyone pass by, so as not to cause any accidents. Hathaway told me very seriously.

"Yes, miss." Taylor. Brower clearly didn't take her advice seriously...... Think about it, what can a sixteen-year-old girl achieve, even if she is obsessed with the study of magic potions for a while? It's just alarmist.

See Taylor. Brower was about to leave, and Hathaway handed him another list: "Mr. Brower, I need some equipment in my laboratory, you know, I used to prepare it myself at the academy. ”

There seemed to be some apology in her gaze, but it was more probing...... The equipment is available in the Fairy Medicine Garden, but those materials need to be bought on demand. She also wanted to see if the cheap father would accede to her request.

"This ......" Taylor. Brower frowned for the first time. Those materials are okay, although some have not heard of them, but they are not expected to be too expensive, but those magician-specific potion refining utensils and some magic gems cannot be obtained without tens of thousands of gold carats.

Hathaway looked at him suspiciously: "Difficult?" ”

Immediately, she seemed to understand again, and a mocking smile appeared on her face: "It seems that what I think is still too simple, forget it." ”

She made a gesture to take the list back.

"Please wait a minute."

Taylor. Brower's old face twitched slightly, and he had already put away the list: "Miss, the amount of this material is huge, I have to ask the Viscount for instructions." ”

"Well, hopefully it won't be long." Hathaway graciously waved her hand and looked at Taylor. Brower's back as she left, she suddenly looked forward to the Viscount's expression when he saw this list.

Hathaway was right, Eden. Lord Bell's expression was unusual at this time, and he looked at the list as if he were looking at a court notice.

After a long time, he gently patted the table: "Nonsense! ”

Then he got up and went to the window, looking out the window very unfocused, and after a while, suddenly asked a seemingly indifferent question: "What did she do last night?" ”

"Sleep...... It was supposed to be sleeping, and the lights were turned off very early. "Taylor. Brower replied.

"Buy it for her according to the list." Eden. Bell sighed softly, "Tell her that you can buy her something, but if you don't see results, then stop there." ”

"Yes, sir." Taylor. Brower agreed, put away the list and retreated.

After the door closed, Eden. Bell sat back at the back of his desk, his face a little depressed: "Hathaway, if you can honestly stay in the academy to learn your magic and conduct your potion research, why should I bother with this?" ”

Of course, Hathaway couldn't understand her father's entanglement, and as soon as the yard was cleaned up, she felt a faint fluctuation of magic power...... Is the family's guardian mage?

She had heard that the Bell family enshrined a first-class magician, but she hadn't seen it, could it be that this magician had come?

Lina hurriedly walked over with small steps: "Miss, there is a mage who wants to see you?" ”

"Is it the family's mage?" Hathaway asked.

"No, she said she had come to see you at the behest of the Grand Magician of Field." Lina said.

"Oh."

Hathaway asked as she walked down the hall of the front yard, "Do you know who that Archmagician of Field is?" ”

"I don't know what to do." Lina replied honestly.

In the middle of the hall stood a slender figure, by the shape of which it should have been a woman, wearing a crimson cloak and a hood, and she turned her head to look at Hathaway's footsteps.

"Good day, Hathaway. Miss Bell. "The sorceress's voice was very nice, but a little impatient and cold. Although the lowly hood almost covered most of her face, it revealed a pointed and small chin, thin, but almost bloodless delicate lips, and a strand of black hair that was unwilling to be covered poked out from the edge of the hood, which added a bit of delicateness.

"Good day, Your Excellency, what do you call it?" Hathaway asked.

"I'm Bibiana. Raeder, Bong Teacher Katalas. Orders from the Grand Wizard of Field, please come to his Mage's Tower. If you have nothing else to do, set off immediately, the carriage is already waiting outside. After seeing Hathaway's appearance clearly, the witch's voice was a little more mellow and a little less cold.