Capítulo 115: Chapter 115

"Hey! What's that smell?" someone whispered, their voice carrying an edge of curiosity.

Before I could respond, Professor Layla darted toward us, her vibrant indigo hair bouncing as she moved. She peered into the cauldron, her expression shifting from curiosity to astonishment.

"What did you do?" she demanded, her voice filled with disbelief.

"Nothing much, Professor. Is there something wrong?" I asked, feigning innocence.

Professor Layla ignored my question, her gaze fixed on the glowing potion. "This… this is the purest healing potion I've ever seen," she said, her tone almost reverent.

To prove her point, she grabbed a small knife from a nearby table and made a shallow cut on her finger. Without hesitation, she scooped a spoonful of the potion from the cauldron and poured it over the wound.

The class collectively gasped as the cut closed almost instantly, leaving no trace of injury.