Chapter 142 Your Ambition Is Obvious, No Need to Hide It!

"Two bottles of blood are worth eight gold galleons, right?" Noticing Ivan's gaze, Walker said words one after another in embarrassment. Clear traces of blood could be seen on his left hand where he threw the bottle.

Ivan wanted to say that the five bottles of wolf blood were enough.

But looking at Walker's miserable appearance, Ivan was worried that if he really said that, the other party would be immediately pissed off.

While Ivan hesitated, Walker became anxious. "These two cans of blood are definitely much more than the beakers you used before! If you feel it's not enough, I can add some more!"

Ivan shook his head. Of course he could see that the two jars thrown by the other party were larger than the beakers he used before.

The werewolf blood inside must have exceeded 1,200 ml. Thinking of this, Ivan took out eight gold galleons from the wizard's robe and threw them away.

Walker took them one by one sensitively, and his pale face looked better now.

"You can still stand, that's amazing!" Ivan looked at the young werewolf wizard in front of him with admiration. A normal person would have fainted if he lost so much blood at once.

"Of course, I'm a werewolf. If you need it, you can come back tomorrow." Walker felt weak for a while, but he still insisted.

"No, I don't need werewolf blood in the short term." Ivan quickly refused, fearing that the child would draw blood and kill himself.

Walker was a little disappointed, but he quickly thought of other methods. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke.

"Aren't you going to research a potion that can restore sanity to werewolves?"

Ivan nodded, not quite understanding what he meant.

"I can transform into a werewolf on non-full moon nights, so I can help you experiment with potions." Walker hesitated for a moment, and his words were a little distorted, but he still emphasized.

"Of course, it's not free!"

"It's not fifteen Galleons for one drink of the potion, just three Galleons!" Walker wanted to say ten Galleons for one drink of the potion, but he was worried about being rejected, so he reduced it again and again, and finally looked at Ivan anxiously.

"You don't believe in the magic potion I brewed, are you worried that there will be something wrong?" Ivan said funny.

"Yes, I don't believe it!" Walker nodded under Ivan's surprised gaze, and then continued.

"I drink better than they drink! I can turn into a werewolf at any time to recover from my injuries. As long as I don't die on the spot, I can recover quickly."

Walker knew very well the consequences of drinking the half-finished potion, and there might be a risk of death.

But after witnessing the process of werewolf wizards selling blood for gold Galleons, Walker also knew that as long as Ivan could afford the price, there were many people who were willing to risk death to serve as guinea pigs.

Walker's look of looking at death made Ivan helplessly shake his head. He didn't need anyone to experiment with the potion at all. After all, he had the finished wolfsbane potion formula in his hand.

However, thinking that he still needed a successful example to gain trust, Ivan nodded and agreed.

"Then we've settled!" Seeing Ivan nod in agreement, Walker stood up and jumped, leaning on the raised stone bricks of the street wall, turned over, and disappeared in front of Ivan.

Ivan sighed inwardly at the werewolf's excellent physical fitness and said to Doggett.

"Dean Docter, have you done anything bad in the past two months since those werewolves came here?"

"I'm not sure, but I haven't heard any rumors, so I should be keeping to myself." Docter thought for a while before replying.

"Let's go back." Ivan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The latter had no objection, he just looked at Ivan and marveled.

Docter witnessed Ivan's actions today and saw how he persuaded the wary and hostile group of werewolf wizards to donate blood.

First, he showed off his crushing strength in the first battle, established his power, and took the initiative in the next battle.

Then take advantage of the weakness of the werewolf wizards who are short of money, and gradually use gold galleons to break down their inner defenses.

After drawing blood, he used deep and caring words to resolve their inner dissatisfaction.

The wolfsbane potion developed next tightened the grip on the werewolves.

So much so that Docter couldn't understand what this kid wanted to do.

Is it possible

Docter took a breath, and found that he saw the shadow of that person on Ivan's body.

Although in Docter's opinion, Ivan's methods are still a little immature, but considering that Ivan is only eleven or twelve years old, in comparison, he is even smarter, more cunning, and more ambitious than those of his age!

After all, at this age, there is absolutely no way that person can intimidate a group of werewolves with his strength.

"I didn't expect you to have such ambitions," Docter couldn't help but sigh. He felt that Ivan must have known about that matter, but he didn't expect that the child would start making preparations from now on.

He should have known that things couldn't be kept secret forever.

Ivan, who was thinking about how many gold galleons the Wolfsbane potion should cost, turned his head strangely and looked at Docter in confusion, not quite understanding what the other party was talking about.

[Ding, mission generated]

At this moment, the system prompt sounded suddenly in Ivan's mind.

Ivan opened the taskbar inexplicably and checked it.

[Mission: Become the King of Knockturn Alley

Mission goal: Conquer the werewolf wizard in Knockturn Alley (Part 1)

Mission period: two years

Mission Reward: Wolfsbane Potion Formula (Powerful)

Mission description: You are disappointed with the corruption of the Ministry of Magic and saddened by the corruption of the magical world.

However, before achieving a more ambitious goal, you decide to set a small goal for yourself, for example - unify Knockturn Alley first!

Note: Your ambition is obvious, no need to hide it! 】

Ivan looked at the extra tasks in the system bar and stopped blankly.

What? I actually still have such ambitions? How come I don’t know?

Ivan looked at Docter behind him with a strange expression, opened his mouth, and really wanted to ask what on earth he had imagined?

As a result, he, a first-year wizard, would become so big that he would regard the unification of Knockturn Alley as a small goal.

However, before Ivan could speak, Docter took the lead and spoke out a heartfelt message of comfort.

"Having ambitious goals is not necessarily a bad thing, but you should also pay attention to step by step in doing things. You are only twelve years old now. You are too young and your deterrence is not enough. Those werewolves will not be willing to follow you."

"You think too much, Dean Docter." Ivan was speechless and almost couldn't help but throw a thunderbolt explosion directly in his face, sending him to heaven!

Fortunately, the tasks issued by the system did not have failure penalties, otherwise, Ivan felt that he would definitely be tricked to death by this bastard.