Chapter 350 "Emma's Distress"

Hearing Emma's words, Wentworth couldn't help but show a wry smile. He knew his own capabilities well.

While he might earn an 'O' in Potions class, he was aware that was the extent of his skill.

Comparing himself to the genius Emma, who, despite her blindness, could brew a Fuling Potion, or even to Cedric and others, he knew he didn't measure up.

At that moment, Jimon came over with another dish in hand, placing it heavily on the table in front of Wentworth.

Although Wentworth smiled and didn't seem to mind, Emma frowned and reprimanded her younger brother, then invited Wentworth to taste Jimon's cooking.

Wentworth didn't hesitate. Despite attending a luxurious dinner earlier, he hadn't eaten much. Now, the aroma of the food in front of him made him realize how hungry he was.

As soon as Wentworth took a bite, he gave a heartfelt thumbs-up to Jimon and said, "Jimon, your cooking skills are far better than your spellcasting!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Jimon, with Emma on his back, raised his fist at Wentworth fiercely, "You better keep your mouth shut, intruder! How dare you make such a comment in my own home?!"

But Emma laughed heartily at Wentworth's comment, "He is right, brother! You actually have a much more better talent at being a cook rather than a wizard!"

Emma's appetite was much smaller than Wentworth's. While he was still eating, Emma had already finished.

She waited patiently until Wentworth was done. Then, she spoke to Jimon, "Jimon, go make two cups of Herbal Tea. This is Wentworth's first visit to our tribe; he must try our specialty! Herbal tea of the Hughes family has a unique flavor, is sweet and soothing, and helps with sleep. It's also said to improve the success rate of divination, making it an excellent material for tea divination!"

Hearing Emma's introduction, Wentworth couldn't help but become intrigued by the Herbal Tea that came from the Hughes'.

As soon as Jimon left to prepare the tea, Emma turned to Wentworth and asked, "Wentworth, do you want to win the Golden Cauldron at this Wizarding Schools Potions Championship?"

Wentworth was momentarily stunned by her direct question, then smiled and replied, "Since I'm competing, I have to give it my best shot! Just like how you need to give your best as well!"

Hearing Wentworth's answer, Emma wasn't surprised—it was a matter of course. But her next sentence left Wentworth stunned for a long time, "I can help you! Although the specific challenges of each Potions Championship vary, it's always about potions. You've seen my skill in potion-making. If I help you, combined with your own talent, winning the championship is almost certain!"

Wentworth was silent for a long moment before asking, "So, what's the price?"

Seeing his interest, Emma smiled slightly and said bluntly, "I hope that when you conclude your investigation of Uagadou, you will report that Uagadou does have a chaotic management situation and needs the supervision of the International Confederation of Wizards."

Wentworth smiled wryly and replied, "It seems you're very dissatisfied with Uagadou, Emma."

But Emma shook her head, denying it, "You're wrong, Wentworth. I'm very grateful to Uagadou. I can even say that I love Uagadou. I hope that Uagadou's future can be better!"

Wentworth was taken aback by her answer, then said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, it can only mean you're dissatisfied with some people at Uagadou?"

But Emma didn't answer Wentworth's question directly; instead, she continued, "You don't need to worry about that, Wentworth. You can see this as a transaction. If you report to the International Confederation of Wizards, as I say, I'll ensure you get that golden cauldron. We can even make an Unbreakable Vow if you're concerned I might not fulfill the part of my promise."

Emma's words didn't particularly pique Wentworth's interest in the deal itself; rather, he was more intrigued by whoever Emma was dissatisfied with. After a moment of silence, Wentworth suddenly spoke up, "It's Headmistress Laila Lopez isn't it!"

At the mention of Laila Lopez's name, Emma, who had been composed until then, visibly tensed, her expression becoming conflicted.

Observing Emma's reaction, Wentworth waited for a moment before continuing, "Actually, it wasn't too hard to guess. The things Jimon told me this morning—was that at your behest?"

"Emma, you're a clever witch. Anyone who can brew a successful Bellifullus Elixir at your level is undeniably intelligent. You must realize the magnitude of the uproar that would ensue if what Jimon and I revealed were to spread beyond these walls!"

"At Uagadou, a revered institution with a millennium-old legacy in the magical world, the Headmistress is openly engaging in admissions bribery—it would be a scandal of unprecedented proportions! Such revelations would not only disgrace Ms. Laila Lopez irreparably but would also render her unfit ever to hold the position of Uagadou again. Worse yet, Ms. Laila Lopez could face trial and punishment by the International Confederation of Wizards!"

As he spoke, Wentworth's voice crescendoed with passion and filial devotion.

Under Wentworth's fervent declaration, Emma trembled involuntarily. By the end, she even covered her cheeks with her hands, her expression softening with emotion.

Witnessing her reaction, Wentworth felt no surprise. Despite Emma's attempt to project confidence and strength since he arrived, Wentworth could discern between true self-assurance and mere facade, a skill honed through interactions with Rosier and others throughout the day.

Emma admitted, "Yes, I am the top potions student at Uagadou. But I can't do this out of my own volition… there is something else that's been plaguing my mind. How can I focus on the championship if the current situation at our school is going in a bad direction?"

She then proposed the possibility of entering into an Unbreakable Vow with Wentworth, a suggestion that betrayed her lack of confidence.

Observing Emma's distress, Wentworth watched as she buried her head in her hands, tears streaming down her face. In a choked voice, she confessed, "I can't do it... I really can't! I don't want to harm Principal La Lopez. Without the guidance of the inscription stone sent by the dream messenger, I wouldn't be who I am today! But I can't bear to witness Uagadou's downfall! There seems to be no hope for redemption!"

Hearing Emma's ramble made Wentworth slowly gets uncomfortable, he could see her pure intention for Uagadou. He knew deep down that Emma is a pure girl that wants the best for the academic place she is currently studying at.

But at the same time, hearing all this from someone who's supposed to be his own competitor at the Championship is throwing him off guard.