Even under such circumstances, it hasn't withered, maintaining its lush green vitality. It's entirely reasonable for Ian to hope it could grow into a World Tree.
Of course.
He is also prepared for the possibility that this plant is difficult to cultivate, considering the seeds have been buried in soil for some time without showing signs of growth.
"As long as it doesn't take ten or eight years to grow, I'll wait for you." Ian is someone who easily forgets past loves with new ones. While watering, he whispered to the flowerpot. It's not that he's lonely, but he believes in the 'emotional value' theory.
Even some Alchemy Creations last longer when their owners 'love' them; this is a magical and extraordinary plant. Ian had witnessed his good roommate William ranting angrily at a pen, and miraculously, the pen broke the next day.
It may not be scientific or troublesome, but it's enough to be mystical... It doesn't hurt to believe a little. After Ian shared this theory, William made sure to praise all his possessions, and since then, none of William's peculiar items have been reported broken.
"What are you doing?"
After watering and using homemade ecological fertilizer, Ian turned and saw the Black-robed Skeleton hitting a Dementor. The Dementor could only run away, utterly powerless.
"No other entertainment... I'm... very bored." The Black-robed Skeleton replied to Ian with continued pursuit, while the Dementor whimpered and pleaded.
Ian felt like he's feeding a cat and a dog.
He wants to mediate.
But he's afraid the Black-robed Skeleton might hit him too, so he could only pity the Dementor a bit. Actually, the Black-robed Skeleton just wanted to catch the Dementor and peek into its mouth; the Dementor resisted, hence the beating. Becoming the king of Dementors might be an inevitable path.
"Heaven bestows great responsibility upon the Dementor, first it must toil its muscles and vex its mind... You're undergoing calamity, my friend." Ian wasn't sure if he consoled the Dementor.
Anyway, the Dementor's shrieking softened a lot.
…
The next day.
Newt Scamander, his wife, and sister-in-law left the school. Ian didn't know whether they reached a consensus with Nicolas Flamel about the Time Converter.
Since he couldn't meet them again, Ian didn't continue promoting his Spirit Communication Technique, but he didn't mind; he had yet to use the Grindelwald family's bank key.
The priority now is to keep learning. Without Voldemort and Quirrell's disturbance, the campus was rather harmonious. Few little wizards discussed Quirrell's affairs.
Perhaps because not many people knew Quirrell to begin with.
Days went by, one after another.
With many things to study and research, Ian's life after classes and meals was rich and fulfilling. The second-generation warmth product [Life-saving Hand Warmer] he promoted successfully beat the Gryffindor twins' product in Hogwarts' market for the first time.
After all, there's a significant gap in Alchemy skills between the two, and once Ian found the right market direction, he showed his advantage, finally making Ravenclaw proud.
Of course.
The most proud was Ian. After overwhelming the Hogwarts market, he even advertised himself in the Great Hall.
"The Hogwarts professional anti-lost map, winter special effect cold Magic Potion, Hogwarts Village snack purchasing, and offering customized alchemy toys you desire!"
"Regarding the scope of customization, you just need to know that you pay upon satisfaction; there's nothing I can't create, only things you can't imagine!" Ian took advantage of professors' absence to do this promotion, so he spoke boldly and loudly.
The emphasis was on arrogance.
With extraordinary talent in [Super Limit Alchemy], Ian can produce goods at low costs while others struggle with high costs, even opening a shop in Diagon Alley without competition.
"What if it's something forbidden by school rules?"
A little wizard eagerly inquired.
"I'll sell what's permitted by school rules, and if not... with some extra charge, I'll sell. Remember, rules are dead, people are alive!"
"We'll always find ways to circumvent school rules! Trust me! I've professionally bypassed school rules for a whole year!" He naturally whispered this to the inquirer.
Ian also feared being caught by the twin brothers. Frankly, making money was secondary to Ian; he mostly wanted to help his classmates.
Of course.
Additionally, enhancing his [Alchemy] Skill Level was a reason for his vigorous promotion; the higher the Level, the more new attempts are required. It's too severe to say stealing classmates' alchemy ideas, but Ian sees it as implementing crowdsourced learning upgrades.
In any case, the little wizards were quite happy.