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Having confirmed the potency of the medicine, Dui returned indoors satisfied and put the pot of shrinking potion into a bottle to store it away.

Shrinking potions can not only shrink enormous monsters, rendering them harmless, but they can also shrink a person's body, allowing them to hide. It's a very practical magical potion.

After successfully creating the shrinking potion, Dui continued his efforts and tried to create other magical potions in the days that followed.

They successfully created forgetfulness potions, soothing potions, and hypnotic potions.

At the same time, he used two pots of mature white peony to make white peony essence. In any case, Dui never had too much of this magical potion, which was so effective at healing wounds.

Compared to the two pots of white sage that matured early, the other two pots of poisonous ginseng eggplant did not change much. Even though Dui watered them with magic every day, they still accepted everything, but there was no sign of them transforming into mandrakes.

Dui also had some doubts about whether the poisonous ginseng eggplant could eventually turn into mandrake, but with the idea of ​​not giving up halfway, he continued to water them with magic every day, wanting to see what they would eventually become.

Before we knew it, it was early spring in the Shire.

It has been almost a year since Dui arrived in Middle-earth.

On this day, Dui was studying the contents of "Curse and Anti-Curse" when he was disturbed by the commotion outside.

Bilbo knocked on Dui's door and stood hesitantly at the entrance.

Dui looked up from the book of curses, turned his head towards the door, and asked, "Bilbo, what's wrong?"

After a moment's hesitation, Bilbo said tentatively, "Duir, I suspect Bag End is haunted!"

"It's haunted?" Dui asked in surprise, trying to see any trace of joking on Bilbo's face.

Bilbo's expression became even more certain, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, it's haunted. These past few days, while I've been tending the garden, I've been faintly hearing crying sounds, like a baby crying. It's very eerie and frightening!"

"The sound of a baby crying?" Dui wondered, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, he quickly walked out of the room and into the front yard.

Bilbo, curious, followed closely behind.

Dui approached the two potted poisonous eggplants in the yard and examined them carefully. These past few days, aside from regularly watering them with magical energy, he hadn't paid much attention to them.

Upon closer inspection, apart from the branches and leaves growing a bit taller, no other abnormalities were found.

But Dui did not give up and continued his examination. He gently parted the soil with his wand, revealing the root buried in the soil. The root was a human-shaped structure, like an ugly baby with limbs and facial features.

Upon seeing that the root of the poisonous ginseng eggplant resembled a human figure, Dui was immediately delighted.

His cultivation of mandrake was actually successful!

Mandrake has powerful medicinal value. It is a potent restorative agent that can restore people who have been transformed or cursed to their original state. It is also an essential ingredient in many high-level potions.

Even in the magical world, it is a very precious and rare herb, requiring a specific magical environment and care to thrive.

These days, seeing that the poisonous ginseng eggplant has not changed for a long time, he has begun to lose confidence.

Unexpectedly, he received such a surprise.

Just as Dui was feeling happy.

The mandrake, which had been dug out of the soil, was very unhappy. It twisted its body restlessly and opened its mouth to let out a sharp, piercing cry.

Dui felt as if a hammer had struck the back of his head, causing him excruciating pain and a dizzying sensation, making him feel like he was about to faint.

Oh no, I forgot about the mandrake's cry!

Dui, overjoyed, was overcome with grief and, barely suppressing the urge to faint, quickly cast a spell on the mandrake.

"Petrify them all!" The mandrake's cries stopped instantly.

"Phew!" Du Yi had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a thud behind him.

Turning around, he saw that Bilbo had already rolled his eyes back and was lying unconscious on the ground.

Dui covered the mandrake roots with soil again, then quickly helped the unconscious Bilbo up.

Fortunately, the mandrakes are not yet mature and are still in their infancy, so their cries are not fatal; at most, they will cause people to faint for a while.

Dui had a high tolerance for the cries of the mandrake and did not faint immediately.

But poor Bilbo was caught in the crossfire and suffered the consequences.

Dui carried the unconscious Bilbo into the room and waited for him to wake up.

Two hours later, Bilbo finally woke up, clutching his head, looking somewhat dazed. "Ugh, what happened to me?"

"Drink the potion first; it will ease your discomfort." Dui handed him a cup of soothing potion.

Bilbo knew the magical effects of Dui's potion, so he didn't refuse and downed it in one gulp.

His expression immediately contorted, revealing a look of pain. "Ugh, a strange smell!"

But the effect was also obvious; Bilbo recovered quickly and also remembered his memories of being in a coma.

Bilbo was immediately filled with fear and astonishment. "Duir, what is that? Why does the root of the poisonous ginseng eggplant look like a person, and why does it make a crying sound that can knock someone unconscious?"

"I'm so sorry you had to suffer. That's a magical plant I cultivated—a mandrake," Dui explained apologetically. "I originally thought the cultivation had failed and didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't expect it to have already undergone a transformation in the soil. The crying these past few days was coming from it."

The kind-hearted hobbit felt a little embarrassed by Dui's apology and quickly waved his hand, "It's not your fault, and besides, I'm fine now!"

Bilbo, however, was still somewhat uneasy about the mandrake's cry and hurriedly asked, "Duir, can the mandrake still make that cry?"

Dui shook his head and smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, mandrakes usually like to lie dormant in the soil before they mature. Unless you dig them out of the soil, they won't make that fainting cry."

"As for the noise it's been making these past few days, it probably needs its soil changed. Once the soil is changed, it will quiet down again," Dui guessed, recalling the contents of his herbal medicine textbook.

Mandrake needs its soil changed regularly. After Dui transplanted it, he forgot to change the soil except for watering it with magic regularly.

Now that it has successfully transformed, it needs to be nourished with fertile soil in order to grow strong.

In the magical world, herbalists typically use dragon manure compost to cultivate mandrake.

In Middle-earth, there is indeed a giant dragon on Lonely Mountain, but that's not realistic.

Therefore, Dui could only choose animal manure compost. To do this, Dui endured the stench, first casting two petrification spells on the two mandrake plants, and then repotting and changing the soil.

After finishing his work, Dui felt like he was covered in stench.

What's even more disheartening is that this kind of mission will have to be carried out many more times.

The only consolation was that once the mandrake was fully mature, he could make a powerful restorative potion and the voodoo doll he had been longing for.

Just as Dui was waiting day by day for the mandrake to mature.

One day, another wizard arrived in the territory of the Shire.