Planting the Immortality Tree in the Wizarding World

"However, this druid is too young... She is only 21 years old and has no teaching experience."

Paul answered while stuffing pastries into his mouth:

"Her wizard level is not high either, she is only a third-level wizard apprentice."

"Besides, teaching is not her job, she also needs to take care of magic plants for others."

"If you go to her to learn, a week of study is not long enough."

"Take me to her."

Ronan thought, although this druid is young and her attainments in magic plants are not very high, she should be able to get started.

After he gets started, with the help of Hongmeng, it will be easy to study magic plants.

Also, it is good that this druid wizard level is not high, so it is difficult to see through his cultivation.

"Okay."

Paul muttered while holding the food:

"Then we have to eat quickly, this druid also lives in the middle city."

"We have to end our meeting with her before curfew."

"Otherwise, after curfew, the gate to the lower city will be blocked, and I can only live in your house."

...

Night fell and the stars emerged.

Triumph City is like a giant beast, crawling under the starry sky.

Ronan and Paul walked quickly on the street, burping from time to time, feeling that the cakes and fruit wine they had just eaten were swaying in their stomachs.

The timekeeping in the wizard world is very similar to that in the previous life, and it is also 24 hours a day.

The curfew time of Triumph City is 9 o'clock in the evening.

If you are still wandering on the street at 9 o'clock and are discovered by the capital guard, you will be fined a high price.

The curfew of Triumph City is not only to prevent crimes by dark wizards, cultists, assassins and other uneasy elements who like to move at night.

It is also to prevent drunk wizards and knights from fighting on the street and affecting the people.

After walking for about half a minute, Paul stopped at a bungalow.

In front of them was a round wooden door with wooden textures, like ripples on water.

"I forgot to tell you that the name of this female druid is 'Awen Drell'."

After saying that, Paul held the copper ring on the door with his hand and knocked on the door:

"Ms. Drell, I am Paul Wilson, requesting to see you."

After a while, a magnetic female voice came from the door: "Come in."

With a creak, the door opened.

But no one opened the door.

Ronan saw a green vine retracted from behind the door handle, like a human hand, shrinking onto a potted plant.

Moving back, looking at the whole room.

The room was not spacious.

Every corner was filled with various potted plants, leaving only a small space.

In this space, there was a red blanket, on which there was a single sofa, a rocking chair and a three-legged round table.

On the round table was a large black wine jug, a plate of bright red cherries and a copper high-foot wine glass.

Ronan didn't recognize any of the potted plants.

There were thick white candles burning next to the potted plants, emitting soft light.

The plants seemed to have life, moving slightly under the candlelight.

The shadows on the wall stretched from time to time.

"Mr. Wilson, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Who is that person next to you?"

Ronan and Paul suddenly heard the magnetic female voice coming from a corner.

Ronan looked at that corner and saw that there were only a few potted plants in the corner, and no one at all.

But the next moment, the shadow of the potted plants on the wall stretched slightly.

Then, a black cat's head poked out from behind the potted plants.

The black cat had a pair of brown eyes, flashing with spiritual light, and looked at Ronan and Paul with a sharp gaze.

"Ms. Dreyer."

Paul put his left hand on his right chest and bowed slightly.

Ronan knew that this was a druid, and when he saw the black cat, he had a guess in his heart.

After seeing Paul salute, he also saluted.

The action of saluting came from the muscle memory of the original body as a noble.

Paul saluted and said, "This is Ronan Lawrence, son of Baron Lawrence of the Southeast Province!"

"He wants to learn magic plant science from you."

The black cat's left beard moved: "I don't have time recently, and I have a lot of magic plants to take care of."

"I'll pay the tuition, one Valant gold coin per hour." Ronan said immediately.

This price is only a little less than the tuition for wizard apprentices at the Kingdom Wizard Academy.

The black cat was still for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth: "Mr. Lawrence, since you love plants, you are a friend of our druids, and I should treat you as a friend."

"If you don't understand magic plant science, I will do my best to teach you."

As he said, he walked out from behind the potted plants with an elegant and light step.

He shook his body and jumped onto the single sofa.

He got into a ball of linen on the sofa.

Just as the black cat got into the linen, the linen was quickly propped up.

Ronan then saw that this inconspicuous piece of linen was actually a simple one-piece dress.

Then, a woman who was almost as tall as Ronan stood up from the single sofa.

This was the true appearance of the female druid "Arwen Drell".

Her skin was wheat-colored, and her brown eyes were large and bright.

Her chest was bulging, holding up the linen one-piece dress.

Her back was very curved, round like a pair of crescent moons.

A pair of slender and tight thighs were revealed from under the one-piece dress.

Her slightly curly brown hair fell behind her like a waterfall.

"I was practicing witchcraft just now, and I didn't know you were coming. Please forgive me for not showing my true face since we first met." Awen said.

"Ms. Dreyer, please don't take it to heart." Ronan replied.

"I wonder if Mr. Lawrence is free at 4 pm on Monday and Wednesday?" Awen asked.

"Yes."

"Then how about setting the magic plant study in those two time periods?"

"Okay."

...

Ding~Ding~Ding~

The melodious bell sounded in Triumph City.

This is the curfew bell of Triumph City.

The first bell sounded, which meant that there was still a quarter of an hour before the curfew.

Just now, Ronan and Paul left Awen's residence and parted ways.

Listening to the bell, Ronan quickened his pace and walked back to the small attic.

...

Monday, 4 pm.

Ronan sat on the single sofa, while Awen lay in the rocking chair, and the two sat opposite each other.

Awen was wearing a green one-piece dress, which was loose, but still couldn't hide her curves.

"Mr. Lawrence, let's get started."

"Yes."

For the next two hours, Awen explained the introductory knowledge of magic plant science to Ronan.

Ronan not only listened, but the AI ​​Hongmeng in his mind was also constantly analyzing and recording.

He secretly gave Hongmeng an order and called up his own values.

Magic Plant Science (Entry 2%↑)

After talking about magic plant science for a while, Awen taught Ronan a druid spell - Growth.

This spell is a first-level spell that can promote plant growth. It is relatively easy for wizard apprentices to cast.