"A lot." Gryffindor's tone was calm, but his expression could not help but reveal a bit of pride. This was the thing he was most proud of. Since becoming the Archmage, countless forces have carried out attacks on him.

Many of them are rare big shots. Such an honor is absolutely unique among young magicians!

"Then have you ever thought about how many forces will attract Feyre, who is also a great mage and younger than you?"

The expression on Gryffindor's face suddenly froze...

"This..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"But, it's nothing..." When Noson said this, he suddenly laughed: "Isn't there still a final?"

"what do you mean?"

"What I mean is very simple. Before the finals, you must not touch this Ferre. But in the finals, maybe you can accidentally miss it, or for other reasons. In short, it will cause some trauma to him that is difficult to recover. Although

This is indeed a pity, but who allowed this final to fail..."

"I understand, but mentor, didn't you just say that this person's strength is probably no worse than mine?"

"It's true that I'm no worse than you, but don't forget that you are my disciple, Noson. How could I let you lose in this final? Now you can go and read the magic book I gave you last time.

, on the last page, I left a paragraph for you, read that paragraph carefully, and then tell me what you should do after you understand it."

"yes!"

Gryffindor returned to his room and took out a black-covered magic book from under the pillow. On the last page, there was indeed a passage written by Northam himself. Gryffindor wrote it word for word.

After reading it, my eyes became brighter and brighter...

It was already late at night, but the lights in Lin Li's room were always on. He was checking some information and making final preparations for the finals two days later.

After coming to Olanna, Lin Li has never been as eager to win the finals as he is now. Although he promised Grean, Medellin, and Anduin, he would definitely do his best in this final.

He tried hard, but all these were just because he couldn't resist their pleas. Even if he agreed with his mouth, he still felt a little disapproval in his heart. After all, a guy like him who is lazy and afraid of death is really not suitable to fight hard for a victory.

But this time, Lin Li was serious.

Oring is still lying on the hospital bed, and he will probably not be able to participate in the finals a day later, and all of this is because of a guy named Gryffindor.

Lin Li had lived with Ou Ling for two months. How could he not know that this young magician who seemed indifferent to everything actually wanted to achieve good results in this final? Lin Li even remembered that Ou Ling once said

But he was born in the Rotterdam Magic Guild, which is a more remote place than Garros. He hopes to use this finals championship to let people know that Rotterdam is not only rich in wheat, but also powerful magicians.

!

Unfortunately, he can't go now.

In addition to hoping that he will recover as soon as possible, the only thing Lin Li can do for him is to help him win this final.

In front of Lin Li was a book called "Introduction to the Language of High Elf". He was struggling to find suitable common language annotations among the strange runes. What he held in his other hand was Mai.

He is now trying to translate the key characters of the parchment roll given to him by Delin through his own efforts.

Perhaps, this mantra will be useful in the finals two days later.

In the secret room of the Marathon family, Mathias was the only one meditating quietly. No one dared to disturb him at this time, because everyone knew that in two days there would be a final between the trial apprentices, who could

Whoever wins the final victory will be the real number one magic genius in France.

"Come in, Argus."

"Master Mathias, what are your orders?" When standing in front of Mathias, Argus always felt that the man in front of him was very strange. In just one month, the changes in him could only be earth-shaking.

Describing the magic fluctuations emanating from him, even Argus, who once had the power of a great wizard, couldn't help but be a little surprised. It was so powerful that even he in his prime might not be able to emit such magic fluctuations.

However, the most unimaginable thing for Argus was the change in Mathias's temperament.

To be honest, although Mathias was not likable in the past, he still respected himself most of the time. After all, he served as his magic mentor. But now, Argus stood in front of him, but he always felt that

It was cold, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake. That weird feeling made the hair all over Argus' body stand up.

"Agus, are you ready for what I asked you to prepare?"

"Yes, Master Mathias..." Agus swallowed, looked at Mathias with a fearful look, and then carefully took out two magic crystals: "But, Master Mathias

, the level 15 magic crystal you want is too rare, I searched many places, but only found these two pieces..."

"Two pieces?" Mathias held the two magic crystals in his hands and felt a surging magic wave emanating from them. A faint smile appeared on his pale face: "Two pieces.

One piece for each of the great magicians should be enough..."

When he heard "two great magicians", Argus's heart suddenly tightened. He knew what Mathias was talking about. He was talking about the two great magicians in the Oranna Magic Guild.

, one is Gryffindor, the number one magic genius in France, and the other is Feyre, who he once assassinated.

He could no longer see through Mathias now. He could only guess based on the expression on Mathias's face that these two magic crystals were probably specially used to deal with the two great wizards.

Scholar's.

Now we are in big trouble...

Argus stood there with a respectful look on his face, but he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. It didn't matter Gryffindor, he didn't know him anyway, so he would be dead if he died, but Feyre must not die, he still had hope.

He helped him restore his magic power. If he died, wouldn't he have to be a wizard for the rest of his life?

Thinking of this, Argus plucked up the courage to ask again: "Master Mathias, are you so eager to get these two magic crystals for any special purpose? If two pieces are not enough, I can think of something else.

I'll try my best to get you two more pieces..."

"You'll know in two days." But fortunately, Mathias's mind didn't seem to be on this. Although there were some flaws in Argus's words, it didn't arouse his suspicion. He just held the two magic crystals tightly.
Chapter completed!