Choosing the Exam Potion

Wizard Derek Jones called over the next examinee, a First-Class Wizard Apprentice from another small wizard organization.

This First-Class Wizard Apprentice was rather old, looking like a middle-aged man with graying temples. Locke guessed that he had to be at least over a hundred years old.

First-Class Wizard Apprentices had a lifespan of two hundred years, so it was impossible for his temples to have turned gray without him being over a hundred.

First-Class Wizard Apprentices from such small wizard organizations had incomplete inheritances and weaknesses in many subjects. They basically had no hope of advancing.

They came to take the Potion Assistant Certificate exam only to find better work and improve their quality of life over the next few decades.

But this elderly First-Class Wizard Apprentice was clearly quite steady. Five hundred Magic Stones might have been a vast sum to him,

requiring years of accumulation.

Without confidence in certain victory, he would never have come to take the test.

Moreover, because of his age and other factors, he had a better mindset and was less likely to experience major emotional fluctuations.

The elderly First-Class Wizard Apprentice extended a finger, and a wisp of Magic Flame appeared at his fingertip. It was Wood-Element Magic Flame.

Next, it shifted into the hottest Wind-Element Magic Flame. The pale Magic Flame swayed continuously at his fingertip, emitting a sizzling sound as it scorched the air.

After the full set of tests, Wizard Derek Jones nodded in approval. "Although your theoretical foundation isn't solid, you did very well with Magic Flame. Some transitions took more than three seconds, but overall, your average transition time remained under three seconds."

"Not bad."

"Considering the Academy you came from, this can even be called excellent. It seems you put a great deal of effort into this