The most powerful wizard in the magic world

At this moment, Noah suddenly interrupted with an expression of unrestrained provocation: "Why are you so nervous? It's just an experiment, what's the big deal? I heard that this competition is not difficult."

Mira forced a smile, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart: "Noah, don't be too confident. Many people have lost badly in this competition. We still have to be careful."

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? You have to seize the opportunity to succeed. If you have confidence, I will accompany you to the experimental table." Noah stretched and seemed to not take this competition seriously at all.

Jacques shook his head, obviously not wanting to argue with Noah anymore, and turned to Mira: "I think we should find the experimental table as soon as possible to ensure that we can successfully complete the challenge."

"Okay, let's go." Mira tightly grasped the number plate in her hand, followed Jacques and Noah, and walked towards the laboratory in front. The light in the hall was dim, and the candlesticks on the wall flickered. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the uneasiness in her heart.

When they approached their lab table, Jacques stopped and frowned slightly. He cast his eyes on the various instruments and materials on the lab table and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed: "Is this... is this the material we need?"

"It should be." Noah tapped the table with one finger, and the sound echoed crisply. "Here are some herbs and bars. They should be able to be used for basic mixing."

Mira nodded and scanned the table: "However, these materials don't seem to be what we have previewed before. I remember that the herbs I saw in the academy did not include these."

Noah didn't care at all, instead he smiled: "It's okay, changing the formula might be an unexpected surprise, giving people a bright feeling. Don't you think it's challenging?"

"I'm more afraid of messing up." Jacques answered calmly, looking through the books around him, trying to find the reference materials needed for the experiment. Seeing his serious look, Mira couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and she couldn't help but trust him a little more: "Perhaps we should sort out our thoughts first, determine the materials to be used, and then mix the formula."

"Well said." Although Noah was disdainful, he did not object. He simply put his hands in his pockets and watched.

A few minutes later, Jacques finally found a book about basic potions. After opening it, he said happily, "Here is a student-like recipe for a life potion. We have learned it before. The ingredients are quite simple, and it also requires some basic magical energy."

"Great, now we have a direction!" Mira's face lit up with a smile, feeling relieved, "We can prepare."

However, just as they were reorganizing the materials, they heard a noise. Turning around, they saw several other apprentices arguing fiercely. One of the apprentices shouted, "You haven't done this at all. It's too late to sharpen your sword before the battle! Why do you think you can use my materials?"

"How can you have it all to yourself? Who says it belongs only to you?!" The other party seemed extremely angry and was unwilling to back down.

Mira and Jacques looked at each other, and Jacques whispered, "This mentality is not okay."

Noah smiled smugly: "See, this is the charm of competition. If nothing unexpected happens, I can take the opportunity to put aside some potential opponents."

Not far away, teachers began to step forward and try to stop the quarrel, and the atmosphere became more tense. Mira's worries gradually increased: "If other people are very radical, then we must remain calm and make sure that our experiments will not be affected by the behavior of others."

"You're right." Jacques stood up straight, his clear eyes cast on the materials in his hands again, "We have to take it seriously. This is not a simple experiment."

"Come on, let's get started." Noah still didn't agree, but he didn't object anymore. He half-leaned to the side, occasionally casting a mixed look of inspection and expectation at Mira and Jacques.

After deciding on the formula and sorting out the materials, Mira and Jacques decided to start the experiment. Mira gently picked up a small bottle with her fingers: "First, we have to boil these herbs in water to extract the essence."

Jacques nodded, shook out a few herbs and put them into the water that had been heated to a slight bubble. The herbs slowly diffused a faint fragrance in the water, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the liquid in the pot gradually change color.

Noah rested his elbows on the lab table, observing the two of them leisurely, and said mischievously: "You are in good shape, but don't forget, the real challenge is yet to come."

"We'll think of it, Noah." Jacques remained calm, his eyes firm, "We won't be disturbed."

Mira raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and forced a joking expression towards Noah: “I hope we can surprise you!”

"Okay, I look forward to your performance." Noah shrugged, pretending to be relaxed, but his eyes were secretly paying attention to their every move.

As time went by, the potion on the laboratory table gradually showed its transparent and viscous characteristics. Mira observed carefully and checked the progress of each step: "Jacques, do you think this color is normal?"

"It looks like there's no problem. Just keep heating it." Jacques responded seriously, his eyes glancing over the potion, then quickly consulting the book in his hand.

At this moment, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out nearby. It seemed that another group of apprentices were planning some sinister trick. Mira was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses: "We can't be distracted! Focus on the experiment!"

Noah also realized the seriousness of the situation and took the opportunity to remind them: "Concentrate! This is a critical moment." Just as he finished speaking, their experiment suddenly made a slight vibration. Mira panicked and hurriedly pressed the medicine bottle, accidentally spilling a few drops of bright liquid.

"Quick, collect them!" Jacques shouted, reacting quickly and raising another bottle to catch it.

"I...I'll do it!" Mira was not to be outdone. She quickly picked up another bottle and treated it seriously as an important adjustment.

After a while, the strong smell of the laboratory spread, and the other apprentices gradually turned their heads and cast their eyes on their experimental tables. The atmosphere became tense, and Noah's face showed a trace of worry: "The reaction just now was too strong, will there be any problems?"