Candy Wizard and Travel

Lying down, the wand in his hand fell, as if taking off a mask, and the expression on his face relaxed.

Illusion, constancy, onomatopoeia, body fixation... I have used all the magic I have learned throughout my life to maintain the stability of my voice, expressions and movements, without revealing any flaws. Dim light is the best cover, and Xiao Xidi can't do it either. Deliberately sensing her - after all, she was a child who had just raised her head while being fed for fear of seeing something.

He waved his wand and a brand new notebook floated over.

Fran turned to the most recent record, which was left just the day before yesterday.

"Leaf Star Vine, if you take it by mistake, you can use your magic power to remove the effect."

The chance she had had was gone because of her disciple's carefulness.

Throwing the notes aside, Fran sneaked into the quilt, wrapping her whole body in the sweet smell of candy.

Just in case, use the magic of sound insulation, turn over and bury your face in the pillow, and then——

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

If there was something that could record today, she would be able to get up and smash that thing away before she died.

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The carrier pigeon that carried greetings returned with a letter tied to its leg.

Connie, the frost-covered witch, took it and let the dove flap its wings and fly back to the dovecote.

The content of the letter is very brief:

"I'm fine, but my disciple is sick again. I'm going to take a day off. I'm sorry, hahaha."

This should not be called a "letter", but rather a note.

Connie shook her head, ignited a flame in her hand and burned it to ashes. Then she walked to the desk beside her and pulled out the letter sent from the same place yesterday from the book she was reading. On it, she expressed her apology for her absence in neat and graceful handwriting. , the format is also very pleasing to the eye.

This is called faith.

After washing her eyes, Connie clamped it back with satisfaction.

……

"how do you feel?"

"My head is dizzy, my whole body is wandering, and I have no interest in doing anything. Even teacher, you are sitting on the bed eating. I don't want to talk about you anymore."

Xidi was lying haggardly on the bed, her lips were pale and her cheeks were red, her eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, and the sound of the teacher chewing biscuits could be heard in her ears.

If it was normal, he would have started talking about it, don't stain the sheets, don't sit on the bed, etc., but now he only glanced at it and then looked back at the ceiling.

It's a bit hard to say, but at the moment, he...has a cold.

Yesterday, I just taught Teacher Fulan a lot about not being blown by the cold wind and remembering to put on more clothes when going out, etc. I felt groggy when I woke up in the morning. When I went to call Teacher Fulan, she pulled her into the quilt and joined in the dirty work. bed.

Until it was close to ten o'clock, Fran was surprised to find that her disciple actually got up later than her.

After shouting twice, he woke up softly, with a frown on his face and a sickly blush on his face.

She looks so familiar, she looked like this yesterday.

When touched, it's hot.

Yes, just lie down.

"Don't worry and leave the matter to the teacher today!"

Hearing these words, Xidi forced herself to stand up. It took a long time to get the teacher's guarantee not to move.

Leave everything to her today, it's hard to say whether there will be tomorrow.

"I have a headache right now. I'll be fine if I take a nap. I didn't have you last night... cough, cough, cough. It's not too serious. Teacher, you don't have to pay attention to me."

Feeling that my consciousness was floating, my head was dizzy, and my breathing was not smooth, my thinking was a little affected, and I slowed down for a moment. If I didn't take the wrong medicine like the teacher did, it would naturally not be serious. It is a problem that can be overcome by will.

Unless the teacher asked him to, he didn't need to lie on the bed. He could cook and clean in this state, but he probably wouldn't be able to read a book.

"There was bread baked last night. Teacher can heat it up at noon. Just give me a glass of water and a piece of bread. If you want to cook..."

This thought instantly made him wake up again. Even though his throat was uncomfortable, he explained in detail:

"If you insist on making it, just make curry rice. I was thinking about going out before, so I saved the cooked curry cubes and boiled them in hot water... add potatoes, onions, carrots, peas and so on. Once cooked, just pour it over the rice. If you want to eat noodles, boil the pasta with water..."

Boil water, cut things, and add them in. There should be no one who doesn't know how to do this. Just cook the curry and serve it with bread. If you insist on cooking, just bring the rice pot over and check the water and rice, and adjust the fire.

"Okay, okay," Fran covered her ears, "Xiao Xidi, have a good rest, the teacher will watch you."

"No, teacher, you can go about your business."

Fran puffed up her face and said, "Are you teaching the teacher how to do things?"

Xi Di glanced at her, turned over silently, and fell asleep with the guilt of wasting time.

……

His sleep was very light.

The sound of book pages, the trembling of the bed, the sound of footsteps...

Faintly hearing "twelve o'clock", Xidi opened her eyes.

"Teacher, it's time for you to eat."

"Eh?" Fran raised her head, "It's twelve o'clock, indeed. Let's have curry for lunch. Of course you have to eat hot food if you are sick. Hmm, Xiao Xidi will tell you how to cook it again."

"Clean the vegetables with water magic and chop them with wind magic. Pour half a pot of water into the pot and add the curry cubes - I put them in the box in the storage room. The smell is very strong. You shouldn't take it by mistake. Put it in the pot. After it boils, pour the vegetables in and cook slowly over low heat until it becomes sticky.”

"Use magic? Will it seem too perfunctory and soulless?"

"Teacher, if you create as you like," Xi Di looked at the ceiling weakly, "you can see my soul after eating."

Fran scratched her hair and said, "Okay, how to make rice?"

expected problem.

"I'm a little curious about what the teacher's master is doing..."

Her head was dizzy and she said something that she would not say under normal circumstances. Xidi shook her head as if to shake off the dizziness.

"For us, two bowls of rice - the bowl in the rice vat, and about three bowls of water. You can put them away and let me take a look."

"well."

Closing the book that she hadn't read for a few pages, Fran walked out the door.

After a while, Fran's muttering came from the living room.

"Xiao Xidi, I can't seem to let it go."

"Teacher, did you pick up the wrong pot? Why can't you put it down?"

With that said, Fran came in carrying the pot with both hands.

"Look, I just can't let it go."

Xidi braced herself and glanced over, only to see five bowls placed in the pot - two bowls of rice and three bowls of water. It was indeed too big to fit.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Yeah," Fran laughed, "Just smile to cheer up."

"..."

……

The evaluation of lunch was not satisfactory.

Fran ignored her disciple's objections and insisted on feeding him one spoon at a time.

After feeding, the witch asked the disciple what he thought,

"I think you ruined my curry cubes."

But after tasting it herself, Fran's eyes filled with tears.

"With this, as long as I have this, I will no longer be a black hole in cooking!"

"Are you still awake? I haven't finished drinking my medicine. Can you take a sip?" Xidi looked disgusted, "That's what I did."

"No, this feeling of turning a semi-finished product into a finished product...it is already a dish made by myself."

"Just be happy."

……

Fran knew what it felt like to be sick. Although she didn't feel any physical symptoms when she took the wrong medicine yesterday, it was impossible to say she hadn't been sick after traveling for such a long time.

No matter how strong a person is, when his body becomes weak, his spirit will also become weaker.

If you don’t have anyone around you, you will feel lonely. If there are too many people, you will feel bored. If you keep talking, you will have a headache. If you don’t talk, you will feel sad...

It cannot be said to be hypocritical, because they will not show it or care about it, just like a small wound, it will heal quickly.

But it will definitely hurt, and holding all the feelings inside will certainly not make it better.

Therefore, no matter how much the disciple insisted, Fran did not leave. She sat quietly by the bed, flipping through the book, reading a few pages, then turning back and reading again. The efficiency of absorbing knowledge was extremely low.

Attention can't help but be diverted to the side.

Xi Di had difficulty controlling her magic when she was ill. The magic overflowed and her whole body was emitting a faint starlight. This was the first time Fran looked at her disciple like this.

Even in a sick state, his sleeping appearance is still neat and tidy, as if he can change his clothes and send him away peacefully at any time. He is a child who makes people feel well-behaved just by looking at him.

It is precisely because of this character that he keeps everything in his heart that makes people uneasy.

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No matter whether the cold is gone or not, the bottom line Xidi has set for herself is to get up today.

Two days have passed. Although these two days were considered happy, the guilt of having learned nothing and done nothing has made it impossible for him to continue sleeping.

In the morning, Hidi opened her eyes.

The strange smell and congestion lingering in the nasal cavity have disappeared, and my head is still a little drowsy, which is roughly equivalent to not having a good nap, so there is no problem.

He recovered from his illness.

"Crack."

The door was quietly pushed open.

Fran, who was wearing a robe and pajamas, walked in holding a pillow and tiptoed. Only when she got closer did she see those dark red eyes.

"Hey, is Xiao Xidi awake already?"

"you?"

She put down the pillow, hung the robe next to Xi Di's clothes, sat on the bed from the other side, and squeezed into the quilt at an angle that would prevent air leakage.

"I wanted to stay here to sleep last night, but you kicked me out, so I just wanted to come over and have a look in the morning." Fran stretched out her hand and pressed on the disciple's forehead, "The fever is gone. That's great. I need to drink some water." ?"

"No, I can pour it myself." Xidi grabbed the teacher's hand and put it down. The slightly cold feeling was actually very comfortable, but she couldn't let her get any further. "I'm about to get up. Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

By the way, it is really rare for teachers to get up early.

"Let's sleep together for a while, it's not bright yet."

Fran came closer, and when she turned sideways, the bangs on her left eye fell, and her two blue eyes stared at the disciple.

"Besides, my forehead is still a little warm, maybe it will be better if I sleep a little longer?"

Xidi couldn't look at such a teacher, so she turned away and silently pulled up the quilt.

……

work continues.

In the afternoon, after confirming that there was no problem, the master and the apprentice headed to the library wrapped up tightly.

Xi Di's white rabbit scarf was restored with magic, and Fran's scarf was bought together. It is gray in color and has a wolf or dog pattern.

When we arrived at the library, there were only a few scholars there, and everyone just nodded to each other as greetings.

The bookshelf where the grimoires are placed has hardly changed.

They were responsible for more than 70% of the work. Two days after leaving, the workload of Good Night Witch and Frost-covered Witch was less than half of that on the first day.

Teacher Pei'er won't go into details. Teacher Connie is a kind of practical witch. She is proficient in basic elemental magic. Her other theoretical knowledge is probably to the extent that she has mastered six or seven orifices - she knows nothing, so she is responsible for teaching basic theory. She just needs to be able to do the job.