"Something's not right!"
He entered the department and headed for the laboratory.
The wizards on both sides wore obvious anxiety on their faces, and their steps were noticeably much quicker.
"This isn't a small matter!"
Ian guessed.
The Potions Department had weathered plenty of storms over the past year or so. Ordinary minor matters would never have panicked them like this.
But Ian did not stop to ask. He simply headed up to the second floor and soon arrived at his laboratory.
This laboratory was much larger than the previous one.
As soon as he entered, Farn thoughtfully brought over his experimental Witch Robe. Not far away, the three wizards also stopped what they were doing.
"Wizard Ian."
The three potion masters halted their work and came over to Ian.
"Arthur, Zoe, Jesse."
Ian nodded as he looked at the three before him. They were the ones who had been assigned to him after entering the laboratory.
Arthur was a tall, sharp-looking young man from the Iron Fir Family.
Zoe had handsome features and had been recommended by Vivian.
Then there was Jesse, whose cheeks were speckled with freckles. His grandfather had been the previous generation's deputy minister of the Potions Department!
"What happened today?"
Ian asked directly.
Arthur was the first to speak. "Lord Ian, the school's largest Cold Wind Wizard Bazaar was attacked by Blackstone School. The entire area has now been completely surrounded, and dozens of our wizards are trapped inside."
"Cold Wind Wizard Bazaar!"
Ian's eyes gradually widened.
As a fairly sizable school, Horton Wizard School possessed many core assets, but in truth, the most important ones fell into three parts.
One was the Potions Department, one was a resource vein, and the last was a series of bazaars located within Veridian Forest.
The Cold Wind