Tank's mentor? "Wizard Harvey." Morin bowed slightly to show his courtesy.

"Wizard Morin, although you have become the deputy director of the Wizarding Academy Alliance, you still need to be careful not to do anything to hurt other wizards. After all, you were once a dark wizard. If you made any mistakes, then for you..." Harvey's face became serious, and he began to speak to Morin in an educational tone.

Morin frowned slightly.

"Wizard Morin, please understand that my mentor likes to teach others. No matter who it is, as long as they are young, he always likes to say something in a lecturing tone to show his high moral character and extraordinaryness."

Tang Ke quickly whispered to Morin, "Actually, my mentors don't have any bad intentions. This is just a habit of his. Wizard Morin, you, you..."

In the end, Tang Ke hesitated and didn't know what to say.

Morin's face looked a little ugly. Although Tank had described what kind of person Harvey was, now that he had met him, did he still have to follow Harvey's thoughts?

Immediately, Maureen said a few words lightly and returned all of Harvey's things one by one.

"Wizard Morin... Morin... you... you really are..." Wizard Harvey's body was shaking, and he could hardly hold his cane. It was obvious that he was very angry about Morin's words.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you, Tang Ke, let's go, take me to your residence!"

Harvey snorted heavily and left with Tank. Tank smiled bitterly and followed Harvey forward, while constantly messaging Morin and apologizing to him.

Before this, Tank had already told Maureen why Harvey came.

The reason is actually very simple. Tank now works in the Potion Department of the Wizard Academy Alliance. Although it is not an official position, it makes many wizards envious. After all, the Potion Department of the Alliance is something that is out of reach for many wizards. This time, Tank brought Harvey here and let Harvey take a look outside the Potion Department to fulfill his wish.

“Really…”

Maureen shook his head, puzzled as to why Tank's family hired Harvey to be Tank's mentor, but since he was not involved in the matter, he couldn't say anything.

It's just a pity. You know, this little guy Tang Ke is a very good person. He is kind-hearted, optimistic and cheerful. He likes to do things and never mind the trouble. Even Maureen has to admit this.

Morin came to the Materials Department and, with his authority as the Deputy Director of the Pharmacy Department, began to retrieve the materials needed to refine the recovery plan.

Although many of those materials are extremely precious, Morin has a high level of authority, so he can retrieve them easily without any problems. There will be no wizard foolish enough to stop him and then get slapped in the face by him.

Morin returned to his residence, rested for a while, and after getting himself into the best condition, he began to make potions to treat his injuries.

"Let's get started..."

Morin looked ahead and let out a long breath.

The lights were bright, and under the lights, a cold blue light revealed in Morin's deep eyes, with strings of words and characters flashing across them, as well as numerous witchcraft formulas and pictures, so densely packed that a glance at them would make people feel dizzy.

"Ding! There is a best plan number one for the injuries suffered by the subject. The details of the plan are as follows!"

"Use sodium copper methylate water and moss powder, add black crow feathers and the eyes of the clumsy bird, maintain a constant temperature of 258 degrees in pure water, and then proceed..."

The chip's voice rang out, and it began to explain treatment plan number one.

Morin's eyes narrowed slightly, and after thinking about it, he opened his hands slightly.

Peng.

A ball of deep black flame floated quietly in his palm, burning dimly and motionlessly, giving people an indescribable weird feeling.

With the refining plan and materials, after figuring out everything, Morin began to refine.

He stayed in the room, ignoring everything in the outside world, and focused all his attention on the healing potion. After all, for Morin, healing his injuries and completely recovering his strength were the top priorities.

Soon, time passed.

Maureen gently shook the test tube in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

There was a grayish-white liquid in the test tube. From time to time, a series of tiny bubbles would emerge from the grayish-white liquid, gurgling and bursting continuously, as if this was not liquid medicine at all, but a solution formed by lime powder and water.

"Okay, I finally refined it."

Mo Lin looked at the tube of medicine and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

He tilted his head back slightly and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Although the grayish-white liquid medicine looked scary, it was actually not. The moment he drank the liquid medicine, Morin felt a sweet breath coming from the tip of his tongue. Then the breath flowed through his whole body, making him sigh comfortably.

A few days later, Maureen opened the door of the room again.

He walked out of the room slowly.

Morin's eyes were clear and his expression was calm. Although he looked the same as before, Morin knew that the damage he had suffered from the Void Mirage had completely disappeared, and he had fully recovered all his strength and combat power.

Morin stretched and walked forward.

He walked towards his office. In the past few days, he had been dealing with his own affairs and had never taken care of the affairs of the Wizarding Academy Alliance. He didn't know what the situation was like now.

Walking on the road, the wizards saw Morin and bowed slightly to him to show their respect, but Morin keenly noticed that the expressions on the wizards' faces were a little strange. Some wizards looked happy or sad, while others showed helplessness and unwillingness.

When Morin arrived at the 14th pharmacy group, he heard the pharmacists chatting.

"Hey, how could the top management think of this..."

"I think this is a good idea. We are an alliance, so we should unite..."

"That's true, but I always feel that things are not that simple..."

Morin frowned, he walked out and revealed himself in front of the wizards.

With the appearance of Morin, the wizards who were talking were stunned.

"Viska, what's going on?" Morin looked around and then set his eyes on Viska.

"Wizard Morin, you..."

Visca was startled.

"I've been dealing with some things recently and just came out of my residence." Morin briefly explained the reason, and then his eyes were still on Visca, waiting for Visca's explanation.

"It's like this, Wizard Morin. Recently, the top leaders of the alliance suddenly issued an order to gather the top combat forces of all wizard organizations, accept the leadership of the Wizard Academy Alliance, and conduct joint garrison."

Visca said slowly, "Because of the attack by the dark wizards, the top leaders of those powerful wizard organizations made such a decision."

"Although joint garrison is necessary, but..."

When Visca said this, his voice was a little hesitant.

"Okay, I know what's going on." Morin nodded.

His eyes sparkled slightly.

It was normal for wizards to feel uneasy. Maureen had come into contact with both black and white wizards, so he naturally knew that white wizards looked bright and kind, but in fact, there was not much difference between them and black wizards.

This time, the attack by the black wizards gave the white wizards sufficient reasons. Those powerful wizard organizations could no longer bear it. They were ready to use the opportunity of joint garrison to completely integrate all the weak wizard organizations.

Just like they used the attacks of dark wizards to kill others and eliminate those weak wizard organizations.

What they want is a truly unified and powerful organization, not an alliance.

This is what the top brass think.

It has never changed.

The wizards are not idiots and can naturally sense that something is wrong. However, with the high-sounding excuses given by the alliance's top brass, they may not be able to resist effectively.

But they must have other ideas in their minds. Now, I don’t know what methods the top leaders of the alliance will use and what they will do.

"The Wizarding School Alliance, the Wizarding School Alliance, ah, it has finally come to this..." Morin whispered to himself.

There is a huge glass in front of the window. Looking through the glass, everything around seems to be separated by a filter, gray, blurry and clear.

Maureen's fingers flicked gently on the glass, one by one, making crisp sounds and giving people an indescribable sense of strange meaning and mysterious rhythm.