William hurried back to his room, took out a tube of energy potion from his magic bag and poured it down, he urgently needed to regain his strength now.

"Bah, this is so bad." William threw away the potion bottle in disgust, for some reason, sugar could not be added to most potions, because once added, it would change the structure of the potion and cause the potion to fail.

So even those Potions Masters really have a hard time taking care of the taste of the potion.

Later, William opened the mysterious letter, but to William's surprise, he opened the letter and found that there was no word on it.

Only in the center of the letter paper is a red stone imprint, which looks similar in shape and size to the magic stone given by the messenger.

Is it to be opened with that stone?

Thinking of this, William spread the letter paper on the table, and then took out the blood-red magic stone that had exhausted his magic power, and after slightly corresponding, he gently put it on it.

Next, an unscientific scene appeared. With the placement of the Philosopher's Stone, a piece of writing slowly emerged from the paper, and in addition to this, a map appeared underneath the letter.

William leaned over and found that it read: If you want to study with me for a while, follow the map I gave you before the twentieth to reach the place marked by the red circle, remember to bring the Philosopher's Stone with you, my time is running out, so I can't wait.

Today is the 16th, so you don't have much time to prepare?

Thinking of this, William shook his head a little distressedly, he didn't know how to talk to his father about it.

He then carefully checked the map and saw that the red circle marked a place in a forest in the far north of France, which, if memory serves, was the Mormale forest in the Norbad Carré region.

No, isn't Le May living in seclusion in Devon, England?

How did he run away into the forests of France again? However, it's okay to be in France, it's better to be closer to your side, and it's okay to explain it to your father.

William carefully placed the letter paper and the philosopher's stone, and then took out another bottle of potion from the magic bag, but this time William did not dare to raise his head and drink it in one gulp, because it was purely death.

He took out a dropper and a small empty cup, carefully checked the text on the potion, added a few drops to the cup with the dropper, and then drank the liquid in one gulp.

William was so careful, not because of anything else, but because the potion he had just taken out had a particularly nice name, the Elixir of Blessings.

The Elixir, also known as the Luck Potion, is a very powerful potion. It is so named because shamans believe that it can bring good luck to the person who takes it for a while.

Because after taking the elixir, most wizards will be happy to find that they will succeed in whatever they do.

But in reality, the elixir is just a clever potion, and it is not the so-called Great Wishing Technique, which can make the wishes of the sorcerer who takes it come true.

The "good luck" it can bring, in fact, is mainly to improve all aspects of your ability, such as social skills, magic skills, and reaction skills, so that people will feel that everything is going well, and it will not really increase luck.

The reason why William was so careful to control the amount of potions he took was that if he overdosed on the elixir, there would be quite serious side effects, such as dizziness, recklessness, or arrogance.

The most important thing is that it will make the body resistant, and the frequent use of the elixir will make the potion less and less effective, generally speaking, wizards can take the elixir at most twice a year, and it will take about half a year to relieve it once before the body's resistance to the elixir fades.

And it's just to convince his father, and it's not to cultivate Animagus, and there is no need to take a large dose of the elixir, these few drops are enough.

What's more, this bottle of potion has been coquettish and cute for a long time, and my father reluctantly gave him a small bottle, so let's save some use.

Unlike the Wolf Poison Elixir, the Elixir is a rare potion on the market, as the refining process is too complicated.

And as long as one of the steps is wrong, the potion of the entire crucible will become a deadly poison and can only be refined, so even a potions master will not easily make a magic elixir.

After taking the potion, William only felt that all his fatigue had been swept away, and his mind had never been so agile.

Just a few drops are already so magical, if you drink them all,

Thinking of this, he looked at the rest of the potion with very hot eyes, and at the same time, a voice in his head kept tempting William.

"Drink it, drink it and you will be the smartest person in the world, and any difficulties will be solved in front of you."

However, this did not affect William's thoughts, and he quickly came to his senses, and the Occlumency technique was used to stop the impulsive thoughts.

Then, after thinking carefully about the wording in his mind, he got up and walked towards his father's study, it was almost dinner time, and his father should have returned.

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"What's the matter, is there something wrong with the experiment?" The Duke asked William with some concern.

Yesterday, he had just accompanied William on a magic experiment, and William, who was not at ease, deliberately asked his father to accompany him to watch before casting a spell on him, and if something really happened, his experienced father could deal with it in time.

"No, the spell went well, I just sent my paper to the International Wizards Guild this morning." William first reported his progress to his father, and then continued.

"I've done all the experiments in the past few days, and I want to take a good rest and go for a walk in France."

"Okay, it's glad you have this kind of thought, remember not to rush in the study of magic, so that there will be no problems with the combination of work and rest." What William didn't expect was that the Duke readily agreed.

This made his stomach go down the drain, could it be that the effect of the elixir was so good?

"When are you going to go?"

"Nineteenth, let's go to Paris for a walk first, and then find a place to relax."

"Well, don't go out for too long, your mother will worry about you, I'll let Lucy follow you in secret."

Are you so relieved that I'm going out? William didn't expect his father to be so easy to talk to, but the question is, how can he hide it from Lucy?

William walked out of the study in a daze, and then he had to make it clear to his mother, otherwise Helena, who loved her son, might chase all the way to the Magic Lane in Paris and bring William back.

Forget it, let's talk about it then, it's a big deal to knock Lucy unconscious and take it with you, and then come back and tell my father that he had an accident.

Humming a little song, William went to the greenhouse to look for his mother, who was usually here to take care of her flowers and plants. My mother knew a lot about herbalism, and most of the plants in the garden of the family were planted at her behest.

William had a vague hunch that convincing his mother was far less easy than convincing his father.

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