Wizard: I have an inventory

Ryan stood quietly in his alchemy room, with various utensils and materials placed in front of him. The air was filled with rich magical fluctuations. As Ryan began to make the Soul Heart Potion, the whole room seemed to be immersed in a mysterious power.

He looked at the materials in his hand and realized that these were not ordinary medicinal materials - most of the materials provided by Derek were rare items from ancient times, and they had almost disappeared in the modern wizarding world.

Some of these materials were gleaming, and some exuded an ancient atmosphere. Ryan knew that if these mysterious ingredients were handled slightly wrong, the entire alchemy process would fail.

"Materials from ancient times..."

Ryan whispered to himself, feeling the tension and expectation in his heart. He knew that this was not only a challenge in potion making, but also a witchcraft test that spanned the ages.

The first attempt failed, and the color of the potion instantly became turbid, and Ryan's face was slightly gloomy. Then, the second and third time... the complexity of the potion formula was beyond his imagination.

Even though he had superb potion skills and rich experience, facing the strange reactions of these ancient materials, failure seemed inevitable. After eight failures, Ryan finally stopped his actions and exhaled a long breath.

"These materials are really not easy to control."

He frowned and carefully analyzed the reasons for each failure. The magic fluctuations and proportions of the materials are extremely sensitive. Even a slight deviation will cause the potion to mutate.

Moreover, with the high concentration of mental power, his mental state is also greatly consumed. Every failure is like a battle that consumes a lot of energy.

But Ryan did not give up. He had never faced such a difficult refining process, but this challenge also inspired his inner fighting spirit. Every time he failed, he would adjust the steps and material processing more carefully, striving to achieve perfection in every detail.

Finally, in the ninth attempt, his hands guided the magic with extremely precise movements and poured the last drop of precious liquid into the potion.

The potion suddenly flashed a dazzling light, and the energy in the air condensed instantly. Ryan's heartbeat quickened, his eyes fixed on the crucible in front of him - the Soul Heart Potion, he finally succeeded.

"Success." Ryan's voice was low but full of joy.

He raised his hand and took out the crystal clear potion bottle, the liquid inside flashed with a faint blue light, as if it contained infinite soul power.

Ryan carefully placed it on the table and continued to refine it with the same process. In the end, Ryan successfully refined two Soul Heart Potion.

However, he was not in a hurry to take it. Although the Soul Heart Potion can greatly improve the soul power in a short period of time, he knew that his mental strength and cultivation were not strong enough, and taking it rashly might bring unpredictable risks.

Therefore, he decided to keep one of them for himself and wait until he was promoted to a third-class apprentice before using it.

"Leave one for my future self."

Ryan looked at the bottle of potion, and his heart was filled with infinite expectations. He knew that this potion would become an important help for him to be promoted to a formal wizard in the future.

...

Three days later, Ryan took another Soul Heart Potion to see Derek. Derek had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Ryan walk into the private room, he immediately stepped forward.

He stared at the potion bottle in Ryan's hand with his eyes. When Ryan handed him the crystal clear, glowing soul heart potion, Derek's hand trembled slightly.

"Success...success?"

Derrick's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement. His eyes were fixed on the potion, as if what he saw was not a potion, but a priceless treasure.

Ryan smiled and nodded: "Yes, although the process was difficult, I succeeded."

Derrick could no longer suppress his excitement. He held the potion bottle tightly with both hands, and his eyes showed a complex emotion - both ecstasy and deep admiration.

There was even a hint of excitement on his face that was difficult to conceal, as if the goal he had pursued for many years had finally been achieved.

"Ryan, you are a genius!"

Derrick's voice was no longer calm. He tried his best to stay calm, but his emotions were already overflowing. "I have studied this potion for many years, and even I am not sure that I can successfully refine it. You actually... completed it at such a young age."

Ryan just smiled, and his heart did not swell with Derek's praise. He knew that the success of the Soul Heart Potion was not only due to his own efforts, but also the rare materials provided by Derek. Moreover, this is just one step on the road of wizards, and there will be more challenges in the future.

"Thank you for your compliment, Master Derek."

Ryan said modestly, "I just followed your formula and made some attempts. I hope this can help your research."

Derrick nodded excitedly, and his fingers holding the potion turned slightly white. "Of course, this is of great significance to my research. The mystery of the soul realm may be in this bottle of potion. Ryan, I owe you a big favor."

Ryan smiled slightly, but he knew in his heart that this transaction not only brought him a generous reward, but also opened a new door to the soul realm for him.

Ryan pursed his lips and finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Master Derek, I know this is not an easy request, but... I need your help. Do you know how to make a ghost?"

Derek frowned and was silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons. Finally, he took a deep breath and turned his eyes to Ryan, revealing a firm decision.

"Ryan, the method of making a ghost is not something that can be easily revealed."

Derrick's voice was steady and heavy, "This involves the secrets of the soul, which is an extremely dangerous and taboo skill. However, your contribution to my research is immeasurable, and I am willing to teach you this skill in return. But remember, one of the iron laws of wizards!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ryan's eyes, and he knew what Derek's words meant.

Wizards are not allowed to have large-scale battles near civilian settlements, nor are they allowed to capture civilians for experiments.

This kind of taboo soul experiment is rarely involved in the wizarding world, because the risks and consequences contained therein are extremely unpredictable.

It is more likely to be wanted by both black wizards and white wizards.

However, for him, this is a step forward and a necessary path to achieve a higher realm.

"Thank you, Master Derek."

Ryan expressed his inner gratitude and respect, "I will cherish your teachings and act with caution."

Derrick nodded, and his eyes stayed on Ryan for a moment, as if examining his determination and preparation. "Okay, come on, let's get started."

He turned and walked to an old desk, picked up a thick ancient book, and handed it directly to Ryan about the secret method of making ghosts.

Derrick looked at him, "Remember, the power of this skill not only brings the possibility of solving problems, but also carries infinite responsibilities."

Ryan nodded solemnly, engraving the heavy power deeply in his heart.