Harley sighed. She hated this kind of time-consuming, laborious basic work.
Without wasting any time, Harley lightly clapped her hands.
Countless strands of Spider Silk appeared out of thin air, spreading in every direction. They were transparent and soft, extensions of Harley's arms.
Harley slowly walked forward. She didn't take the safe route marked by the Beyonder Apothecary Association, but instead headed into the pitch-black unknown.
She moved at an unhurried pace, taking her time. With every step, a faint blue glow blossomed beneath her white sneakers.
Behind Harley, a long road of solid ice had already appeared.
At some point, a yew wand had appeared in Harley's hand.
Since she couldn't bring in her homemade Magic Mirror and wand, she had to make do with the tools available.
Harley wasn't particularly skilled at Divination, but she had a good chance of using it to find the general location of Phantom Grass.
And simply prepared yew wood would do.
The swamp was vast, and the yew wand in Harley's hand kept slipping from her grasp, pointing in different directions.
Though it often failed, it still helped Harley speed up her search.
Along the way, she also came across a boy from Castelobruxo, a Brazilian wizarding school.
The boy was apparently planning to brew a Potion unique to Brazil. Since the rainforest contained extensive swampland, he had come into the swamp to look for ingredients.
When they met, the boy was about to pick a stalk of Hemolysis Grass. He already had his tools ready.
But the herb was also one of the essential ingredients Harley needed to prepare the Phantom Grass, so she unhesitatingly moved to take it.
Of course, the two of them didn't come to blows.
The boy looked at the icy road behind Harley, then watched as