Even though the First School of Drankfurt, St. George's, has a laboratory building, it cannot accommodate nearly 2,000 candidates to take operational exams together.
The experimental equipment, the number of invigilators required, and the scale of the invigilation equipment cannot cover so many candidates. In addition, it needs to be completed within half a day, so on average, each candidate only has thirty minutes.
If you are unable to complete the experiment within the stipulated time, you will be deemed to have failed the test. You will not even need to look at the written test results and will directly fail. So you can imagine the pressure that candidates must bear.
Downton was assigned to the fifth batch. Looking at the candidates who walked out dejectedly before the time was up, he didn't need to ask, he could only take the exam next time.
After getting the note, Downton followed the number of the test bench written on it and immediately found the No. 8 test bench.
The previous unlucky guy added the wrong buffer solution halfway through the process, which caused the entire potion to be scrapped. He could do it again, but there was definitely not enough time, so even if the invigilator did not urge him, he gave up on his own initiative and left in despair.
"Next, Downton!"
The potion master in charge of the exam was an old man with gray hair. He called out the names on the list and looked very impatient.
The number of potion masters is too small, but this kind of practical operation cannot be invigilated and scored without experience. Therefore, those potion masters squatting busy in the laboratory were also found out, delaying the experiment. It is strange that they have no complaints.
Woolen cloth.
If Downton obtains the pharmacist qualification, he will also appear as the invigilator in the next examination.
"Hello, can we start?"
Downton handed the note with both hands. His etiquette would never be found fault with.
"Well, do it!"
The old man nodded and saw that Downton didn't do anything blindly when he came up. Instead, he first poured out the potion left by the previous candidate. He cleaned the utensils and wiped the test bench. He typed the 5 words after the entry of 'organizing steps'.
A check mark means perfect score.
After each candidate hands in the slip, the invigilator will get a corresponding experiment form, which contains the standard steps required for the experiment. At the back, five numbers from 1 to 5 are written, corresponding to the relative scores.
Under normal circumstances, when candidates encounter a situation like Downton, they want to quickly clean up the test bench left by the previous candidate so that they can conduct their own experimental examination. After all, time is too tight, so they almost never follow the standards.
Just do it quickly.
They didn't know that the exam had already started when they stood in front of the test bench, so they had already been deducted a lot of points without realizing it.
Potions is a rigorous subject that does not allow any carelessness. Sometimes the gas emitted by some liquids remaining on the operating table may cause the next experiment to fail.
Downton seemed to be organizing the test bench, but in fact he had simulated the entire configuration process in his mind. For him who had configured the magic energy extraction potion three times at the same time, it was not difficult to do two things at once.
Take out the magic scale, find the magic potion required for the experiment, weigh it accurately according to the method of using the scale, and then pour it into the beaker. Add the extraction solution and stir...
"Whose apprentice are you?" The old man looked at Downton's skillful operation and asked directly. With his eyesight, he had already seen that this candidate had done thousands of tests, otherwise he would not be so calm and composed.
"I don't have a mentor." Downton replied, the movements of his hands not affected at all.
"Oh, you taught yourself Potions?"
It stands to reason that the candidates need to be quiet during the operation, and even the invigilator is not allowed to disturb them, but the old man, as a great potion master, has a high status and does not care about this.
Seeing that Downton's every move so far was as perfect as a textbook, the old man couldn't help it anymore and spoke deliberately just to test him and see how much concentration he could still have when he was disturbed.
"Um!"
Downton answered that what he needed to prepare was an acidic mediator, which could be added to the solution to adjust the acidity without affecting the properties and concentration of the medicine.
For him, this kind of experiment has no pressure. You have to know that he has even come into contact with some toxic substances, so that kind of operation is more difficult.
When Downton entered the independent laboratory for the first time, he had not been near the test bench or touched a utensil for the first three days. Under Homer's supervision, he memorized the experimental manual for three full days, including the use of various utensils. Pay attention to
matters etc.
Coupled with the continuous configuration of difficult potions, those basic operations have been completely integrated into his bones. Just like his living habits, he does not need to pay attention at all. Once he enters the configuration, it is the most standard and standardized action.
"Tsk, tsk, not bad."
The old man saw Downton shaking his wrist slightly while holding the test tube, shaking the potion. The arc drawn by the potion in the test tube was always at the two-thirds mark, and he couldn't help but praise it.
Even a potion master with five or six years of experience would not be able to achieve such accuracy. After all, even a little more would have no effect on the potion.
"Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
"No?" Downton didn't understand why the old man talked so much, but he still answered honestly. If the other party was unhappy and gave him a series of negative reviews, he would have no place to cry.
"Um."
The old man understood that Downton was the kind of person who was strict with himself and pursued perfection in every detail.
Halfway through the lab, one-third of the candidates in the classroom failed, and new candidates were replaced. Downton was still proceeding in an orderly manner, but there was already a long-faced candidate waiting beside him.
"Do you think it's quite simple?"
The old man laughed and teased Downton. In his opinion, this kind of operation could not test Downton's true level at all.
"not simple."
"Haha, you are quite modest?" the old man joked, "General candidates find this subject difficult because they only have a theoretical basis and no place to practice. Even if they do a few experiments occasionally, they won't be able to help when they take the exam. After all, Potions
It is a subject that requires strong hands-on ability and constant experimentation. Although you did not answer, I can see that you have done various experiments at least a thousand times in total."
"I am not being modest. Every time I prepare a potion, I will fight it as a battle." Downton shook his head, "Failure means a waste of time and money."
"Not bad." The old man stood up. He subconsciously wanted to applaud these words, but fortunately he remembered that this was during an exam and held back. "Young people today lack your rigorous attitude."
"you flatter me."
"What's a prize but not a prize? How come you are so good at saying polite words at such a young age?" The old man pretended to be angry, "How about it? Are you interested in joining my laboratory and being my apprentice?"
"ah?"
The long-faced examinee standing nearby shouted subconsciously. The old man did not lower his voice, so the examinees and teachers nearby also heard it and looked over in surprise.
What's going on? He actually accepted a disciple during the exam? The invigilators didn't care, they just didn't understand the meaning of the old man's approach, but the candidates were jealous, which meant that Downton had definitely passed. And there would be a stable job in the future.
With a job and a mentor, you don’t have to worry about the future.
Downton was silent. With Homer's guidance and independent laboratory, there was no need for him to be an apprentice for others, but he refused directly because he was worried that the old man would give him nothing.
"I'm afraid I'm not up to it..."
"You look down on my old man, right?" The old man snorted coldly, "You are talking to me. The test tube in your hand has not shaken, and you have even used the dropper to accurately add the medicine once. How could this be possible without hundreds or thousands of practices?
Do it? Do you think I am blind?"
"I never went to school." Downton could only use his trump card, hoping that the old man would dislike him.
"Hey, what's the use of nerds taught in those schools?" The old man said with disdain, "Although you don't admit it, I know that you have definitely worked in a certain laboratory, and it was no less than three years. Because some of your actions have already formed.
It’s a habit, you just didn’t notice it.”
"This old man has bad eyesight," Homer teased in Downton's mind. Strictly speaking, Downton stayed in the independent laboratory for eleven months.
The old man made a mistake because he didn't understand Downton's talent and his work attitude of forgetting sleep and food. He prepared more potions in these eleven months than some potion masters prepared in three years.
"I'm a great potion master. If you miss it, you won't have this opportunity." The old man revealed his identity, and half of the candidates in the classroom were shocked, but what surprised them even more was what came next.
"Can you let me think about it?" Downton poured the potion into the beaker, "The configuration is complete, please check it."
"What? Did I hear it correctly? He actually refused the invitation of a great potion master?"
"This kid doesn't know how deep the sky is."
"Perhaps there is some reason?"
The candidates were talking a lot, and even the teachers were dumbfounded. The old man was very famous in the association, and he actually invited a candidate himself. What is the origin of this boy named Downton? They thought the old man was joking just now, but now they can confirm that it is true.
I'm going to take him on as my apprentice.
"What else are you checking? Full marks." The old man sketched on the experiment table casually, but his eyes were looking directly at Downton, waiting for a reply. His laboratory needed apprentices with such rigorous attitudes.
Hiss, the candidates all gasped, envious of Downton's good luck.
"The exam is still going on, and he is still waiting." Downton didn't want to waste his long face, "Can I reply to you next time?"
"I'm not in a hurry, why is he in a hurry?" The old man glared at Long Face, who quickly laughed with him, "The great potion master, he is a big shot that he can't afford to offend."
"Then let me visit your laboratory before making a decision?" Downton didn't want to lie, so he decided to delay until the results came out before rejecting the other party without worrying about retaliation.
"Haha, I'm quite cautious. Okay, I'll let you see my laboratory." The old man was still very proud of his laboratory. He patted Downton on the shoulder with his big hand and told him the address.
"You can come anytime, I welcome you at any time." Looking at Downton leaving, the old man yelled again. It is too difficult to find an apprentice with good talent and personality these days. He has a very smart apprentice.
, but they cannot endure hardship and are destined to have little success in the future.
"Do it well and don't rush it."
The old man found a treasure and was in a good mood, even his long face benefited from it.
Chang Lian was flattered. He knew that as long as he was not too lazy, the old man would definitely let him pass in his good mood. (To be continued...)