Memory Ointment

Locke considered it carefully, weighed the pros and cons, then tentatively asked, "Wizard Urien Ritchie, I can tutor your grandson."

"Though I can't guarantee that I'll be able to guide him into the field of Potions."

"But I'll teach him earnestly."

Wizard Urien Ritchie revealed a satisfied smile. "Of course. No one can guarantee that another person will become an Assistant Potion Maker. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many First-Class Wizard Apprentices who spent decades merely obtaining this certificate."

"That is only natural."

Wizard Urien Ritchie rose to his feet and gave Locke a slight nod. "I owe you a favor for this. As for how you wish to claim it, I suggest waiting until you are about to advance to a Formal Wizard."

"When making a breakthrough, you may very well need multiple Advancement Potions. But Advancement Potions are extremely precious, and the White Wizard Association conducts strict reviews. Through official channels, a wizard can generally obtain only one or two Advancement Potions."

"I have an Advancement Potion for breaking through, originally prepared for my grandson." Wizard Urien Ritchie sighed. "But it seems it will no longer be needed."

"As long as he can live well, I'll be satisfied."

"Due to a confidentiality agreement, I cannot reveal the name of that potion."

Seeing Wizard Urien Ritchie stand, Locke rose as well. Putting on airs before a Formal Wizard was foolish.

Even if the other party happened to need something from him in certain matters.

But in return, by becoming his grandson's tutor, he could gain this Formal Wizard's friendship.

After seeing Wizard Urien Ritchie and his grandson out and closing the door, Locke said, "That was an unexpected gain."

"I'll soon obtain an Advanced Meditation Method, and I may even gain an Advancement Potion." Locke pondered. "But why can't