#125 - Unmoving wizard bar

Mimir was finally persuaded by Moon.

This old man, who had dedicated almost all the years of his life to being a wandering poet, agreed to stay.

Moreover, he also promised to help identify materials as much as possible in his spare time from writing poetry.

Moon also very readily let him live in a cabin in Old Soldier's Alley.

The environment there was quieter and tidier, very suitable for Mimir to create poetry.

"Why did you think of doing something like this?"

Zalan looked at Moon curiously after arranging Mimir's accommodation and returning.

He didn't quite understand why Moon wanted to help this old man.

"Don't you always say that the life magic I've mastered is useless? I think using it in this area is a kind of proof."

"What's there to prove? If you only know life magic, and you get wiped out by a mage, you won't see the poetry of a hundred years from now."

"Yeah, I won't see it, but people a hundred years from now might, and the people around me now will be happier."

As Moon spoke, he also flipped through the collection of poems he had just copied.

"Besides, why do you assume that I'm the one who's going to be wiped out?"

Moon could actually already guess that the combat power of the mages in this world should be quite high, after all, they had all emerged step by step from war.

But he also had more confidence in the magic he had learned at Hogwarts, after all, the development of magic in that world was much faster and more complete than here.

Of course, besides wanting to help Mimir, Moon also copied the poetry collection for his cousin Sophia's sake.

This little girl had been depressed ever since she got on the ship.

Because she was worried about the situation of her father and brother, she hadn't smiled for several days.

And Mimir's "Anvil Song" had a lot of cheerful poems, which should bring a lot of joy to the children in Old Soldier's Alley.

In a cabin on the second floor of the Thistle, while the children of Old Soldier's Alley surrounded Mimir wanting to hear stories,

Old soldier Hall also received a mission.

Using the temporary workshop on the Thistle, according to the drawings drawn by Moon, to make a complete set of potion brewing tools.

When Chris was brewing potions, Moon used [Levitation Charm] to intercept a standard measured potion raw material powder.

But because there were no suitable tools, he could only wait for the time being.

Fortunately, Uncle Hall was a full-time blacksmith in Old Soldier's Alley, which made it possible for Moon to brew his first potion in this world in a short time.

While waiting to build the potion tools, Moon concentrated on practicing spells in his room.

Because there were no clay figures, Moon's practice on the ship could only focus on life-assisting spells.

In addition to the spells collected from the Hogwarts library, Moon mainly practiced the [Levitation Charm].

After [Mana Perception Practice], Moon found that this spell had many uses, and it could also train the mage's own magical control precision.

It's just that Moon doesn't have anything like a balance at hand now, so he can only find some items with consistent standard weight for practice.

There was a section of abandoned anchor on the Thistle, which was replaced by Gorde because it couldn't bear enough weight.

Each iron ring on this anchor was a standard one kilogram in weight.

Moon used this iron ring to practice the [Levitation Charm].

Of course, the fact that such a heavy thing can float up is now mostly due to the Old Willow Wand.

This wand is much better than the one Moon used at Hogwarts, and the magic effect it displays is also greater.

Moon's [Levitation Charm] hasn't been learned for very long, only two weeks.

When practicing at Hogwarts, he could only make a pen float.

But on the Thistle, with the Old Willow Wand, he could easily lift the anchor iron ring into the air.

Of course, in addition to the daily spell practice time, Moon was also observing the changes in his wizarding bar.

Moon had always used this thing growing on his head as a standard for observing the strength of other wizards.

Now the wizarding bars of his classmates are constantly growing, but Moon's own is always a little short of the first full mark.

Originally, Moon's wizarding bar length had already surpassed Hermione's before he made the hand warmer at Hogwarts.

But now that the wizarding bar has stopped growing, Hermione is about to catch up.

After reluctantly checking it again in the evening, Moon helplessly put down the mirror.

"I know you're better looking than a lot of people, but aren't you a little too narcissistic? You looked at the water tank every day at the Neal's, and now that you're on the ship, you still look in the mirror every day."

Zalan couldn't help but complain when he saw Moon take out the mirror again.

"I'm not admiring my face, I'm doing this just because magic requires it."

"Okay, whatever you say!"

Moon had long been accustomed to Zalan's complaints.

Watching this middle-aged uncle turn over and go to sleep, Moon stopped paying attention.

After three consecutive days of practice, Moon could use the Old Willow Wand to float three iron rings and maintain it for ten minutes.

This level of [Levitation Charm] has surpassed many high-grade students.

It was also during Moon's spell practice that the little witch Chris had a new business come to her door.

The potion she brewed last time was very effective, but for Lance, this amount was far from enough.

Albert Suarez, who had fainted from the dizzying fern, had the most serious injury, so this time he used all the ointment on him alone.

Lance himself and the four soldiers with him were actually injured, one of whom even had a very deep cut in his abdomen.

Five consecutive days of sailing at sea had caused them to not rest well, and coupled with the lack of food and medicine,

The injuries on these people were getting worse and worse.

"You want to know the name of this potion?"

"That's right, if possible, we will buy it ourselves after we go ashore."

Lance would be charged ten gold coins for having Chris brew a potion once.

This price was nothing to Lance in the past.

But now that they have escaped from Flowing Cloud City, they have no support.

In addition, after going to the Vena Islands, they still have to find a way to live, so the money they have can only be saved.

"Sorry, this potion is a family heirloom, you shouldn't be able to buy it anywhere else, and you've also seen its efficacy, ordinary medicines won't have this effect."

Hearing Chris's words, Lance hesitated obviously.

After applying the medicine to the injured for the past three days, Lance did find that this medicine was very good, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Chris to continue asking.

"Okay, then I want to buy another bottle from you, no! Two bottles, the price....."

"The price is of course still calculated as before."

Seeing that Lance had actually decided to buy another bottle, Chris also very readily did not raise the price.

In the eyes of this little witch, being able to get in touch with these people who are obviously not low in combat power is also a kind of invisible income.

Especially since Chris is very confident that her potion is unique, and they must come to her if they still want to buy it.