Chapter 880: Haze and Reality

Walking in the Boundary is a wonderful experience; Sineipu saw the mist here floating like clouds.

The clouds rolled and unfurled, revealing a bright whiteness.

The black cat lay on a cluster of mist, and Sineipu could clearly see his desires from the bizarre and grotesque mist clusters.

He saw those usual days still chasing him, those mist clusters drifting out from his body, still wearing ferocious faces.

He knew he probably couldn't stay long, even if that black cat was covertly brushing the mist clusters away with its tail.

Walking like this, watching the black cat struggle and carefully fight with the mist clusters, Sineipu suddenly smiled unnaturally.

In these hazes and fantasies, he actually caught a glimpse of some real things.

Just like that black cat, which accidentally intruded into his not-so-proud life; from that day on, his life actually began to change.

"Stop wasting your effort."

Sineipu said suddenly.

The black cat pretended nothing had happened and hid a mist cluster that was emitting an ominous roar behind its back.

"Heh—"

Sineipu examined this vast white realm.

Examining the beautiful dreams, intentions, and forgotten luck it gave him.

Before leaving the Boundary, he suddenly understood everything.

Some words hidden in the daylight, unable to be spoken, were sincere and naked in the Boundary.

Because the souls here are very close; in the Boundary, the only thing separating wizards is the distance between hearts.

Sineipu saw his mist threads implicitly connected to the black cat's fur; he saw those threads were quite thick, wider than the distance of a finger, and far surpassing those threads as thin as cicada wings.

"Stupid."

The words reached his lips, but no sound was made.

So he just let the mist rise, swallowing his figure.

Sineipu woke up.

The first ray of morning sun fell on his face, which he had not yet adapted to, through the crack in the window.

He squinted his eyes, not yet accustomed to returning to reality.

Before last night, he thought all dreams were disappointing.

Just like spring flowers are winter's beautiful dreams. So distant, hazy, carrying fantasies and the desire to tear reality apart.

So the winter wizard reached out his hand, only to grasp the pain of gain and loss.

But today, the dreamscape let him see reality clearly.

So, a person who doubted like him actually produced certainty.

Sien still hadn't found Leta; she was a person who liked adventure, and in the dream, Mr. Newt smiled and said it was common not to find her.

Just like him, he had lost her for decades.

Sien was not lost; in fact, even if he saw Ariana, it wouldn't have much effect.

He still couldn't invite his soul guests, nor could he bring the old wizard to see her.

So Sien lowered the priority of this matter.

Now, what was in front of him was to grind the proficiency of the Fiendfyre spell from 【Skilled】 to 【Expert】.

Only the last tenth remained; if he put in enough effort, Sien might be able to become a Dark Magic master before summer vacation.

So Sien's life sank once again into the vast magical realm.

In the morning, waking up from the Ravenclaw tower, eating quickly, and starting to practice the Fiendfyre spell in the dungeon.

Then spending an entire day and night, putting all time except for eating and sleeping into Dark Magic study.

Forgetting to eat and sleep could hardly describe Sien, and even Sineipu furrowed his brows.

He did not doubt this guy's enthusiasm for magic, but a wizard is flesh and blood after all; constantly exhausting his mental power and then relying on the power of potions to recover could not be considered a good idea.

"The Potions Convention is not far off..."

Sineipu stared at the exhausted young wizard, interrupting his behavior of preparing to practice again,

"Before that, you had better first learn enough potions; if a wizard cannot brew excellent enough potions, then he had better learn enough potions."

Sineipu said sinisterly.

Sien, resting in the chair, silently opened his panel; under Professor Sineipu's near-retaliatory teaching in the past, Sien had already learned all the potions from the first to the fifth year at Hogwarts—

Yes, that's right, it was retaliation.

Sien had never been able to brew master-level potions, which caused Sineipu to have some strong suspicions.

He began to suspect whether the potions themselves had some problems, making the young wizard who could write the *Potions Will Theory* in his hand unable to reach the realm described in his book.

That is to say, he only expounded the optimal effect that the potions will theory could produce based on speculation, but he himself could not reach it.

And this speculation was correct; Sineipu had experimented with it himself.

So he was like building a high-rise building out of thin air in a place without a foundation.

This fact was not too good for his plan; *Potions Will Theory* was the most outstanding achievement in the potions world in a hundred years that he was preparing to let the young wizard display at the Potions Convention.

"Next, you had better be able to brew a qualified Shrinking Solution; remember your identity, Potions teaching assistant."

Sineipu said viciously.

He had one last sentence he didn't say out loud.

That was to remember your identity, not just as a Potions teaching assistant, but as the only... of a Potions master.

"I understand, Professor."

Sien sighed.

He could only be considered to have some insignificant talent in the potions field, and the potions talent on the panel had also stayed in place for a long time without changing:

【Title: Potions Familiarity】

【Greatly increase perception of potions, greatly improve potions talent】

【Wizard Sien, Potions Talent: Blue (Potions Familiarity title has been added, original talent was white). Note: Average wizard is green】

【Advanced: Six expert-level potion brews, six skilled-level potion brews, can unlock the expert-level title in the potions field】

Six expert-level potions...

Sien pondered silently, determining the last two categories he was lacking to be Shrinking Solution and Calming Draught.

Calming Draught was a need for the school hospital, and Sien had many opportunities to practice; while Shrinking Solution was a potion that third-year wizards needed to learn.

Now the only problem was the lack of time.

However, Sien happened to know some alchemical artifacts that could extend time.

Days slipped away in the sunlight of the underground classroom.