Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Four days had passed since Ethan had a talk with Nicole, and since then, they no longer discussed her condition again.

Ethan trusted that his best friend would seek his help if she truly needed it, so he decided to give her half a year to do what she wanted to do.

If she had no significant change within half a year, then he would then take action. He decided that he wouldn’t wait until the very last minute before he lent her his aid, so he compromised that he would wait for half a year.

While he was busy making a Potion in the Potion Classroom, Professor Barret entered the room and looked apologetically at Professor Lilac for disrupting her lesson.

"I’m sorry, Professor Lilac, but I need to take Ethan with me to the Headmaster’s Office," Professor Barret. "I hope you don’t mind."

"Oh, but I do mind, Professor Barret," Professor Lilac replied. "We’re already in the middle of mixing our potion, and if we don’t finish it, this entire classroom might get covered with the failed attempt of a sneezing potion. I’m sure Professor Galena wouldn’t like it if she suddenly gets an influx of patients sneezing non-stop."

Professor Barret lightly scratched his head because Professor Lilac was one of the Professors who wasn’t afraid to show her displeasure to anyone who disrupted her classes.

"Very well, Professor," Professor Barret decided to back down for a while. "I’ll wait until the potion crafting is over."

"A good decision, Professor Barret." Professor Lilac smiled. "Now, everyone, make sure to pour three drops of Desert Wolf blood into your cauldrons. If you apply more than three, the potion will blow right into your face, so make sure to count properly, okay?"

Fifteen minutes later, Ethan left the room alongside Professor Barret, who had waited until Ethan finished crafting his potion.

"You see, Professor Lilac likes to hold a grudge on people," Professor Barret said as they walked towards the Headmaster’s Office. "If you anger her, she might just sprinkle an Itch Potion on the route you take everyday.

"A very nasty potion, I tell you. Even with the antidote, the itchiness will last for half an hour, making you feel miserable. Everyone in the academy makes sure to stay on her good side because of it."

"I didn’t know that, Professor," Ethan replied. "Professor Lilac is such a kind soul, and I even thought that she couldn’t even harm an ant. It looks like her down to earth personality makes people think she is harmless."

"Do you know, Ethan?" Professor Barret smirked. "The most harmless looking plants are actually the most dangerous of all. Actually, a girl in the same class as George’s girlfriend, Sabrina, makes her classmates weary when beside her. She looks innocent on the outside, but there are rumors that she is a very, very, very naughty girl."

"Naughty girl?" Ethan blinked.

"Um, her dorm mates say that she likes to eat beans," Professor Barret said in a volume that Ethan can only hear.

"I don’t understand, Professor. Why does eating beans make someone naughty?"

"Hah... let’s not talk about it for now. Just tell your friend, George, that he should be careful around that girl named Roze."

Although he was still confused, the young man nodded in understanding, and followed the Professor back to the Headmaster’s Office.

When he arrived, Professor Rinehart was talking with the Grand Archmage of the Kingdom, Edmond, who had just arrived in the academy.

"You’re finally here," Professor Rinehart said with a smile. "Did Professor Lilac trouble you?" "A bit," Professor Barret replied.

Professor Rinehart chuckled because even he, as the Headmaster, had once experienced the Potion Master’s thorny side.

"We meet again, Ethan," Lord Edmond said. "Every time I hear your name, I feel like I’m about to have constipation because of the trouble you bring."

"Good day, Lord Edmond," Ethan replied with a respectful bow. "I believe that discovering problems before they start to worsen is the best way to prevent them from taking us by surprise."

"Well, you’re not wrong." Lord Edmon nodded. "But I do hope that we don’t always get bad news like your recent escapade in Midgard. Did you know? The Progenitor of Magic, Hecate, visited this academy a few days ago?"

"Yes," Ethan answered. "I am aware that Lady Hecate appeared in the academy five days ago. "But how did you know about this, Lord Edmond?"

"It’s because she appeared before me as well," Professor Rinehart replied, feeling a bit smug that he actually got the chance to meet the Progenitor of Magic, which was something that all Wizards and Witches wanted to experience at least once in their lifetime.

"Look at this guy." Lord Edmond shook his head helplessly. "He is doing his best not to grin from ear to ear, and failing miserably."

Professor Rinehart chuckled because there were very rare instances where he could brag to his friends about something very important.

Of course, meeting the Progenitor of Magic was one of them, which even made Professor Barret feel disappointed because he didn’t get the chance to meet this Legendary lady who stood at the apex of Magic.

"Well, then. Enough talk about the Progenitor. Let’s talk about the news that you brought to us," Lord Edmond said. "Before I came here, I had a talk with your cousin, Chloe, who is currently searching for something in the hidden section of the Royal Archives.

"She arrived three days ago at the Royal Palace, looking very haggard and clearly worn out from her travels. But she insisted that she needed to look for some important information in

The library.

"The Crown Prince and the Princess are currently helping her with her research. But before I left, she asked me to pass a message to you. She said that you shouldn’t worry about her

Because she is well.

"Chloe was worried that the moment you know that she is in the Royal Palace, you would go and see her right away out of worry for her. Lastly, she told me to tell you to keep the compass that Lyle gave you safe at all times. There will come a time when you will need to use it to do something very important."

Lord Edmond eyed the young man because he had no idea what the compass was about. However, the moment the compass was mentioned, Ethan felt a chill run down his spine.

The compass he received from Lyle wasn’t a compass that led to a treasure or to a place where

He wanted to go.

No.

It was a compass made by one of the greatest Dark Wizards of all time, Agmundr Schwartz.

The compass only pointed to one place and one place only.

It pointed to something that its owner feared the most.

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