"W-How is this little magic potential potion enough?" Sean was about to cry when he looked at the three drops of magic potential potion in the potion bottle that couldn't even moisturize his lips.

"Hmph, be content, do you know what the reward for me and Tyrol is?" Killian couldn't suppress his anger, and raised his hand to pour another sip of precious sedative before he said, "That old fellow Goodman actually said that the reward for the two of us has already been obtained!

Killian couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

......

Not far from Alfie and the others' dormitory, in Master Goodman's private office, two people were sitting opposite each other on either side of a large desk, and a crystal ball was placed on the desk between them, and the crystal ball was showing a wonderful scene of Killian scolding.

"Old friend, this bad idea of yours has made me miserable, and I have carried such a big black pot for you in vain. Master Goodman, who was sitting on the throne, said without complaints.

"I don't think it's a bad idea, don't you see that Killian is already mingling with the other three?" The man sitting across from Master Goodman straightened the cloak that covered him, revealing a wrinkled face that was none other than the old Prime Minister Richelieu. Listening to the meaning of the conversation between the two, all this seems to have been arranged by the old prime minister.

"But it made me infamy. Master Goodman smiled wryly.

"After all these years, you still care about this, and besides, you're not doing this for their good?" said the old prime minister with a smile as he looked at Master Goodman.

The rewards for passing the test, except for Killian's suggestion of the old prime minister, the shrinkage of the rewards of the other people was all the idea of Master Goodman, although he had not yet had time to tell the old prime minister the reason, but he believed that Master Goodman must have his reasons for doing so.

"It's hard to say what Tyrol has won't get yet, we'll have to wait until he wakes up. The reward I gave to that Sean, three drops is already the limit of what he can bear now, and if he gives him all the magic potential potions at one time, it will be a huge waste. As for that Alfie—" Master Goodman hesitated.

"Is there anything wrong with that child?" asked the old prime minister casually.

He has a lot to do with Madison, there was no need to enter the Academy of Magic, the Royal Apothecary Association was a more suitable place for him, but he entered the Academy of Magic, and the reward required after passing the test was the permission to enter the Magic Library, which had to make people doubt his motives. It was precisely because of this concern that Master Goodman had the cheekiness to manipulate Alfie's reward, and he did not dare to give Alfie this permission lightly until he thoroughly understood Alfie's true purpose.

"I seem to have forgotten to tell you that Alfie is inextricably linked to Boss Willy of Scarlet Rose. The old prime minister listened to Master Goodman's concerns and said softly.

"What did you say?" said Master Goodman, who suddenly changed color as he heard this.

......

On a towering tree deep in the Academy of Magic, the sparrow that Master Nat had turned into flew into a hollow in the tree. This tree hole has clearly been transformed by space magic, and the inside is surprisingly spacious. A man covered in black robes was sitting in a hollow in a tree, calmly sipping tea.

"Nat, I didn't expect you to rush back so quickly after getting that news. The black-robed man smiled when he saw Master Nat come in.

"I don't know how many years have it been since there has been a magic apprentice with natural attributes, this is related to whether the profession of moral rue can be passed on, of course I am very anxious!" After Master Nat transformed into a human form, he looked at the black-robed man coldly.

"Judging by the way you look, I've already seen Tyrol. I wonder how you feel?" the black-robed man asked with a smile as if he didn't hear the coldness in Master Nut's words.

"You didn't mention to me that he had zero magical control!I don't think you would be unaware that it was basically impossible for such a person to become a druid!" was the sound of gunpowder in Master Nut's words. He was obviously put on the spot by the black-robed man, and it took him most of his physical strength to rush back to the Magic Academy from the depths of the Warcraft Forest in such a short period of time.

"Believe me, this situation in Tyrol is only temporary. Don't you know about his amnesia?" said the black-robed man slowly.

"Amnesia, do you mean that Tylore's loss of magical control was due to his amnesia?" Master Nat's face softened a lot, as long as it wasn't for the fact that his innate magical control was zero, everything could be reversed.

"Tsk, Nat, it looks like you've got incomplete information! that's not your style. The black-robed man shook his head with pretended regret.

"Before I could get a closer look, Killian had already rushed back, so I left for now," Master Nat gave himself a reason.

"Hehe, aren't you still afraid to meet with Killian?" the black-robed man asked playfully.

"Killian is a troublesome fellow, and the Richelieu family has always been difficult to mess with. Master Nat glanced at the black-robed man.

"Hehe, whatever you want. Keep an eye out for the little guy named Alfie, and maybe you'll have unexpected gains. The black-robed man drank the last bit of tea and stood up.

"Did you trick me back for the sake of that Elfi?" asked Master Nat in confusion.

"How can you call it a lie, every word I say to you is true!" the man in black sneered.

"But you're deliberately withholding the most important thing. Master Nat said with anger in his breath.

"As I said, Tylor's problem is not a problem at all. As long as you can find a way to recover his memory, the magic control will naturally reappear, and it will definitely give you a huge surprise. The man in black emphasized.

"To restore other people's memories, Master Mamberley is the more suitable person. Master Nat said.

"No, you're the better fit for Tyrol. The man in black laughed.

"Who is Tyrol, as if you know a lot about his past. Master Nat asked.

"Wouldn't it be better for you to reveal this mystery yourself?, or would you be willing to pay a message fee?" the black-robed man held out his hand to Master Nat.

Master Nat took out a power source of Robert X and placed it in the hands of the black-robed man, but this energy source was much more complete than the one he gave to Alfie.

"How is it bad?" the black-robed man asked unhappily after checking the energy source. He didn't sense any energy fluctuations in the energy source.

"When you told me about Tylor, you demanded the price of what I had gained at the site of Fort Wico, without emphasizing that it had to be intact. Master Nat replied without giving an inch.

"That's all you have gained in Wicoburg?" the black-robed man asked in disbelief.

"You know it's been flattened for a long time, and I wouldn't have found it if you hadn't given me some hints. "Master Nat is very dissatisfied with the distrust of the black-robed man.

"Forget it, sooner or later I'll get what I want. By the way, by the way, if you want to solve Tylor's problem perfectly, you can try your luck on the black market. After the black-robed man put away this energy source, he turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the ground without even saying hello.