Chapter Seventy-One: Terry Duzem

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In the independent enrollment of Alpha College that year, he was only seventeen years old and became the brightest rising star of the first university with his super-S-level alchemy talent.

Everything seems to be taken for granted.

In his freshman year, he began to audit the courses of his junior year, completed all his studies as a registered wizard in his sophomore year, and submitted a T-level paper with Professor Montella in his junior year as the first author, "On the Divine Substances Present in the SΓ©ance Process and Their Storage, Release and Inhibition Mechanisms".

In the same year, Terry Duzem was invited to speak at the opening ceremony of the International Congress of Young Alchemists.

Soon after, at the age of twenty, he was recruited by the director of the Alchemy Research Institute to become the youngest distinguished researcher at the First University at that time, and owned an exclusive laboratory named after him in Fort Alpha, the Duzem Alchemy Laboratory.

A year later, when his classmates began to struggle with their graduation theses or internships, Duzem had published a number of high-factor papers in a row, and had successfully added the prefix 'dr.' to his last name.

The Magic Wand, a critical publication at First University, once made an exception for it, including Duzem, who had no experience in societies or organizations, and no deep connections, in the Great Arcana sequence, codenamed 'Star', which means hope.

This means that Wands sees it as the hope for the future of the wizarding world.

Among the reasons for the recommendation, the editor-in-chief of Wands asserted that Duzem would win the Logic Award within ten years and become the youngest member of the Council of Great Wizards.

And this sentence has also become the biggest stain since the publication of "Wand".

Just five years later, First University announced a shocking news for the wizarding community: for some special reason, First University would terminate its employment with Dr. Terry Dozem and would ban Dr. Douzam from participating in any magical research activities in which First University participated.

It's like a ban.

Everyone was stunned by this, and public opinion in the wizarding world was also boiling over this, and the alchemist committee of the Wizarding Alliance even sent a letter to First University to inquire about related matters.

Surprisingly, both parties, including First University and Dr. Duzem, remained silent.

As a result, a much-anticipated supernova, the hope for the future of the wizarding world, withdrew from the scene after the ban order and disappeared from public view without a trace.

No more news.

On the campus of First University, there are many theories about the reason for the fall of this new star.

Some people say that the laboratory presided over by Dr. Duzem had a serious safety incident, which caused heavy losses to First University, so it was completely shut down.

It has also been said that Dr. Duzem simply accepted a secret research program at First University, for which he had to become incognito and become a legendary 'Nobody' - the so-called 'Nobody's Project' is said to be under the direct jurisdiction of the Rector of First University.

It is also said that Dr. Duzem was corrupted by demons in his laboratory, degenerated into a lich, and imprisoned in a mysterious black prison without parole for life.

But no matter how convincing the rumors are, the only fact is that the genius wizard who was held up by "Wand" as the hope of the wizarding world, and the genius wizard who might win the 'Logic Award', disappeared from people's sight.

As if it never existed.

No one would have imagined that this genius wizard lived in the western side of Beta, just across the wall from First University, and that no one would have believed that this legendary genius was now trapped in his ancestral home, living with an old servant, worrying about food and experiments.

"But why do you know?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but look at Jiang Yu curiously.

While waiting for the old servant's report, Jiang Yu gave a brief introduction to Zheng Qing about the twisted and bizarre identity of the doctor who came to visit.

This made Zheng Qing very surprised: "Besides, why was he banned by the First University in the first place?"

"Why it was blocked, I don't know very well. Jiang Yu also looked a little confused: "But I know that it should be related to the experimental accident that happened in his laboratory." There were several researchers and professors at First University who disappeared with him back then, and I don't know anything about the others, but I know that this legendary genius magician has no hope of breaking through the shackles of registered wizards for the rest of his life, and will never be able to become a great wizard. ”

"As for why I know," Jiang Yu smiled slightly, "All wizard families with some background know this news. But Dai-ichi University issued a lockdown order on the matter that year, a spell cast by the three presidents of the university, so no one talked about it in public...... The Jiang family had some research contacts with Dr. Duzem, and was able to barely break through the blockade. ”

Zheng Qing licked his lips and calmed the shock in his heart.

"Why can't he break through to become a great wizard?"

"Because his soul is damaged. Jiang Yu's face was full of regret: "The real jealous talent." Ordinary people are hurt like that, and it is estimated that they will not be able to take care of themselves in life. And Dr. Duzem can also conduct research and chase his dreams. ”

"His dreams?"

β€œ...... God-making. ”

Not to mention the black iron door, a young wizard is shocked by Dr. Duzem's great dreams.

Inside the iron gate.

In a small gray building with three floors.

in an old study.

Dr. Duzem was lying on a chaise longue with his legs resting on the large desk, covered with a thin blanket of velvet, snoring softly.

At noon, it was his daily rest.

As a wizard who has lost almost all his talents, the only thing he has is 99 percent of his sweat.

To do this, he sat behind his desk all day and all night, using a quill and ink, calculating on scratch paper what seemed to be an endless equation.

For the dream that seems to be out of reach.

On the wall next to his desk, there is a beautiful poem:

"Different fireworks, same splendor"

This sentence has become the biggest motivation to support his research.

"Even if I didn't have the original talent, I was still Terry Duzem. I can also make my life bloom with the most beautiful fireworks. ”

He had said this to his old servant more than once.

To this, the old servant always smiled honestly and nodded firmly:

"No problem, young master. ”

"Definitely, young master. ”

"You're right, young master. ”

Now, in his sleep, Dr. Duzem seemed to hear the monotonous and repetitive name of the old servant:

"Young Master?...... Young Master!"