Consciousness-Splitting Curse

Chapter 113: Consciousness-Splitting Curse

Locke followed a clinic assistant into a large office on the second floor, reserved for First-Class Wizard Apprentices.

There were six First-Class Wizard Apprentices in the office, all wearing Assistant Potion Maker certification badges on their wizard robes. A few even had honorary badges on their robe hems for developing new potion formulas.

These six First-Class Wizard Apprentices were all students of the Healing Hand Clinic's three resident Potion Masters.

At that moment, they all glanced at Locke, who had entered with the assistant, before immediately returning their attention to their own work.

It was also Locke's first time seeing such a high concentration of First-Class Wizard Apprentices in one place.

Even in public classes, First-Class Wizard Apprentices rarely gathered together for a single lesson.

Of course, that might have been because he was Witch Sophia's first student and had no fellow disciples.

Other First-Class Wizard Apprentices might not have been like him. Still, the advantage was freedom; usually, no one bothered to manage him.

The assistant bowed to Locke and said, "Senior Augustine, wait here for now. The clinic is very busy, and there will soon be work for you."

"Most of the first floor is handled by Second-Class Wizard Apprentices, but the main treatment plans need to be managed by First-Class Wizard Apprentices like you. The second floor is mainly your responsibility, though the actual procedures are still carried out by juniors like us."

"You can look through the materials first and get a quick understanding of our clinic."

Locke nodded and briefly replied, "All right."

Since he had just arrived at the Healing Hand Clinic and had nothing to do for the moment, Locke cautiously began observing the patients in the office and reading through the clinic's public records.

"Someone has already compiled