"I heard you've read all the books they've sent?" In the basement of Malfoy Manor, Comrade Lao Fu sat at one end of the long table and said softly.

In front of him was a well-cooked steak that had just been cut into small pieces and had not yet been eaten.

"I've finished reading it." Ike took a bite of the risotto, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and replied.

"What a lot of energy." Comrade Lao Fu said calmly, and he couldn't tell whether it was praise or anything.

"Got it?"

"Yes." Ike nodded. The collection of books from these pure-blood families is still of great help to Ike, but with his current level of magic, it is not difficult.

At the very least, they didn't inspire Ike too much to find a way to advance the spell to lv7.

"I've heard about what you did in the second event of the tournament, and for you who are already able to use sea control, that help is really limited." Comrade Lao Fu put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked at Ike with a pair of red eyes,

"But you know, little Ike, knowledge can be cheap or expensive."

"Are you ready to discover the true meaning of magic?"

"I'm ready." Ike's eyes were burning, full of thirst for knowledge, and that kind of hot and strong emotion made Comrade Lao Fu nod with satisfaction.

"Don't worry, little Ike, you'll get what you want, the Dark Lord will never treat anyone who has helped him." Comrade Lao Fu said something pointedly, picked up his knife and fork again, and enjoyed the food carefully prepared by Malfoy in front of him.

"Okay, teacher." Ike is not in a hurry, he is very sure that the current Comrade Lao Fu needs him.

As long as he is valuable, he will definitely get what he wants...... Under normal circumstances, Ike would not dine with Comrade Lao Fu, but today is a special situation.

After eating, he bowed slightly to Comrade Lao Fu, and Ike left the basement, which was basically exclusive to Comrade Lao Fu.

Walking up the stairs, Lucius, Crabbe, Goyle, and Wormtail stood outside the door, nodding at them, and Lucius and the others quickly bowed slightly.

Within the Death Eaters, Ike had a special status. There is an essential difference between students and servants, and with the support of Comrade Lao Fu, Lucius and these Death Eaters dare not show a trace of disrespect.

Anyone can see how good Comrade Lao Fu is to Ike.

"Mr. Malfoy, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with." Ike stopped, and Lucius hurriedly asked,

"Little master, please tell me something."

"I want a quiet room to experiment with magic, remote, preferably in the manor but not in this castle." Ike said,

"You also know the dangers of magic experiments......"

"No problem, it's very simple." Lucius said.

"Thanks, Mr. Malfoy, if it's convenient, please prepare me with a cauldron, a quill pen, a carving knife, and some magical materials, the usual ones."

"Okay, I'll let you know when I'm ready." Lucius was very efficient, and took Ike early the next morning to a small tiled house in the north of the manor, near the woods.

Push the door in, it's obvious that it's been tidied up. There are cabinets on all four walls, which are filled with all kinds of magical materials, whether they are potions or alchemy, except for a few extremely rare ones.

"Good work, Mr. Malfoy." Ike said calmly, and Lucius hurriedly bowed in return, but did not get up immediately.

"There's one thing I hope you'll agree to."

"You say."

"I'd like to have Draco come over and be your assistant before school starts......" Ike looked at the somewhat humble Lucius and nodded in agreement.

He knew very well what Lucius had in mind, and he didn't debunk it, and he didn't refuse, after all, no matter how he looked at it, it always didn't hurt for Draco to be stronger.

But it was clear that Draco himself wasn't thinking much of it. Ever since Comrade Volt and Ike moved into Malfoy Manor, Draco had had a hard time.

Aside from not being as casual as before, Draco lived in fear every moment of every day.

Don't look at the fact that he always used Comrade Lao Fu to scare Harry when he was at school, but no one would want to get along with such a dangerous person day and night.

"Wolf poison potion, you know." As he picked up potion materials from the shelves, Ike casually said to Draco, who was standing next to him and was struggling with him.

"Yes." Draco's mood was not very high, Ike could hear it, but he ignored it, and commanded in an almost commanding tone,

"So what are you waiting for? Help me prepare the materials until school starts, and you'll have to make at least one on your own. ”

"This ...... It can't be......"

"Nothing is impossible, Draco." Ike shoved a list into Malfoy's arms, staring into Draco's eyes, his tone serious,

"Now, you can't be like that again......" Draco was silent for a long time, then finally nodded, and helped Ike prepare the potions materials according to the materials on the list.

Ike didn't pay much attention to it, and walked directly to the crucible with the one he had just found, and with a movement of his fingers, he lit the fire and began to brew the wolf poison potion.

"Remember Lupin? When he was in his third year, Snape would make him a potion of wolf poison every month. While rhythmically putting potion materials into the cauldron, Ike said casually,

"It's not difficult, it's just tedious. As Snape had said in Potions class, it was a delicate, rigorous, and wonderful process, and there was no room for error......" Draco stood by, quietly watching Ike put one ingredient after another into the cauldron like a machine that would never go wrong, and the whole process lasted for more than an hour, without the slightest lag.

After watching for four hours, Draco watched without saying a word, until Ike finally closed the lid on the crucible.

"When is it going to be good, you know?" Ike asked.

"Yes, you wrote it on my list." Draco replied.

"Then, I'll leave the lid to you." Ike said,

"Then, you can start trying......" Giving up the position of the Potions Workbench to Draco, Ike went to the other side of the room, grabbed a carving knife and an obsidian, sat down in his chair and began to carefully carve the magic script on it.

In terms of potions, Ike didn't really have much room for improvement until he got the new potion recipe.

It was true that he could have tried to invent a new potion, but that was a thankless task and did not fit the needs of the moment.

On the contrary, in terms of ancient magic and ancient magic, because of the collection of books of those pure-blood families, Ike has some new ideas that he wants to try.

For example, to build a bridge between ancient magic and modern magic......