The Necromancer in the Wizarding World

Anne dragged Matthews into a clothing store with dissatisfaction. She unabashedly picked out a new outfit for him and urged him to put it on. Matthews's clothes were too plain. Usually, he was suitable to wear an apprentice's gray robe, but he would look a bit out of place in such a gathering of second-generation witches.

Afterwards, they came to a high-end restaurant deep in the cave. This restaurant had an elegant environment and excellent privacy. It was obviously a place frequented by second-generation rich people like Anne. They were led to a private room where several of Anne's friends were already waiting.

"Annie, you're finally here!" A beautiful lady named Finistine greeted her enthusiastically, "We've been waiting for so long that the flowers have all wilted."

Anne responded with a smile: "Finister, I see you can't wait to meet my genius junior brother!"

Finistine and the others all laughed knowingly upon hearing this; they really wanted to meet this legendary alchemy genius.

Finistine's enthusiasm was obviously greater than Anne's. She took the initiative to introduce Matthews to the second-generation witches present, including several who arrived later.

At the beginning, everyone was curious about how Matthews became Master Fernando's disciple, but gradually this group of people revealed their nature as second-generation wizards, and the topic slowly turned into daily gossip and comparisons.

Matthews was very annoyed by this and became increasingly uncomfortable, but others seemed to enjoy it and really enjoyed the gossip and comparison.

This kind of gathering obviously did not conform to the image of wizards who were rigorous and pursued the truth. It was just like a ball for nobles in the secular world. Matthews was speechless for a while as he watched everyone chattering about meaningless topics. He felt increasingly irritated. He really wanted to escape from this suffocating place immediately, but he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

He knew that if he left at this moment, it would definitely embarrass Senior Sister Annie. He had no choice but to hope that the party would end quickly.

Fortunately, Finistine seemed to notice Matthews's strange mood, and she quickly and skillfully redirected the topic. She whispered a piece of news to everyone: "Did you know? The third-class apprentice points competition will be held in advance!"

Although her words were not loud, they were like a stone thrown into a pond, immediately arousing the interest and heated discussion of the people around her.

The news quickly ignited the atmosphere of the party, and everyone began to discuss the upcoming game. Matthews was also attracted by the news, and his mind was pulled away from the previous discomfort, and he listened attentively to every detail of the discussion.

Finistine noticed his concentration and a satisfied smile crossed her lips - she obviously enjoyed her influence in this small circle.

A second-generation nymphomaniac named Alice said excitedly, "Senior Garen will definitely take first place this time!"

Her words were immediately agreed by others: "That's right, Senior Garlon has mastered the shadow magic to perfection, and with his extremely powerful staff, I'm afraid no one can compete with him."

Matthews silently memorized the name "Galon". At the same time, he realized that he knew too little about other areas of witchcraft, and even did not fully understand the basic characteristics of the strongest witchcraft in the Eternal Night Cave.

After the party, everyone put on simple apprentice robes and prepared to return to their respective residences.

However, surprisingly, Finistin chose to leave with Matthews and Anne. This move immediately attracted everyone's attention, because in their circle of second-generation witches, Finistin was undoubtedly the absolute core figure, while Anne's position was relatively marginal.

On the way, Finistine suddenly said to Anne: "Annie, you go back first. I'll see Matthews off."

Although Annie was somewhat unhappy, she did not dare to show it directly. Although she could be arrogant and willful in front of the Somlia wizard, she seemed quite timid and unconfident in front of the core figures in the circle.

Matthews could also sense the awe others showed toward the girl, which made him want to know her true intentions in approaching him.

He asked tentatively, "Miss Finistine, do you have anything you want to tell me alone?"

Finistin smiled lightly, with a hint of mystery in his eyes: "You seem a little uncomfortable with the occasion just now. You will get used to it if you can participate in it a few more times in the future."

Matthews smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't want to waste any more time attending such a boring party, but he couldn't directly reject Finistin's kindness.

Finistin seemed to see what Matthews was thinking and continued, "This kind of gathering has many benefits. Not only can you relax, but you can also get some first-hand information. You know, this group of people are the most well-informed."

Matthews remained silent. He had to admit that what Finistine said made sense, but he found it difficult to fit in. Not only could he not relax, he also felt extremely tormented.

Finistin asked softly, "Matthews, are you about to be promoted to a third-class apprentice?"

Matthews shook his head and responded: "Not yet, my mental strength is far from enough."

Finistin showed a puzzled look, "This shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't your pharmacist's spiritual power increase very quickly?"

Matthews understood what she meant, which was to use meditation-assisted potions to accelerate the growth of mental power. But he was currently unable to make such advanced potions, which were only available to formal wizards. The mental power and mental control ability of wizard apprentices could not support the production of such a difficult potion.

"I am different from you. I have to work hard to obtain any resources. Meditation-aiding potions are a luxury to me!"

Finistine thought for a moment and suggested: "You can apply for funding from your teacher. With Master Fernando's financial resources, he will not care about these things." She knew very well that as a famous pharmacist in the north, Fernando's wealth must be immeasurable.

Matthews said firmly: "In this regard, I don't want to rely too much on the teacher's support." Teacher Fernando has taken great care of him, and he has no reason to ask for such a precious medicine.

Until Finistine left, she did not reveal her true intentions, but only left mental marks with Matthews.