Candy Wizard and Travel

"Don't be nervous, do it again, release it for me to see."

"Yes!"

The flashing light of the wand was so bright that it hurt the eyes, and the long line of ice spread from the foot to the tree. The cold woke up Teacher Fran who was taking a nap. She sat up in a daze, and nodded with satisfaction when she saw the two disciples practicing magic. , fell down again.

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The effect of the practice was very significant. After several spells, Irena also asked her senior brother to continue tutoring, but Xidi refused.

Not to mention the difficult part, how can we cultivate independent learning thinking if such simple magic is also assisted?In terms of teaching, he, like a teacher, knows the right rules and will never be soft-hearted when he shouldn't be.

……

Xu finally remembered that she was the real teacher. Fran cheered up a little on this day and wanted to teach Irena how to prepare the potion.

When Xidi had free time, she went to the street to replenish some ingredients. The weather was getting hotter day by day, so she had to prepare some ingredients for ice cream, as well as some ingredients for tea to clear away heat and eliminate internal heat.

Adolescent girls are very concerned about their faces. Getting angry and getting acne is a scary thing. If this happens, Irena will probably find it difficult to calm down and study.

Teacher Fran was just casual. When a woman doesn't even care about her weight, many things don't matter even more. The students have to force her to move every day and use some magic to maintain basic consumption. Otherwise, she can't even eat and she will still be high. In terms of calories, it's no problem to gain [-] or [-] pounds a month.

Thinking of this, Xidi felt a headache. He had already planned to restrict the teacher's food, but he hoped that he would really harden his heart...

Ugh.

It’s better to consider researching the magic pill to lose weight or the magic to not gain weight.

……

Fran thought about it carefully and realized that the last time she was alone with Irena was the last time...that is, when Hidi first came here almost three months ago.

At that time, she was smug and impatient, with a passion for teaching and educating people, and shouldering the heavy responsibility of preaching and gaining vocations. She was bound to train Irena into an excellent magician, an upright and kind-hearted good child - just like Hidi.

She thought she had experience.

But reality always fails to meet her wishes, and various accidents are blocking her.

Well, to put it simply, she was lazy. When her disciples came, her enthusiasm was gradually dissipated in snacks and tea, and it became warm.

Looking at the absent-minded girl with gray hair and blue eyes in front of her, Fran pursed her lips.

It's already 14.

Some details have been blurred, but as long as you look at this face, the outline of the future becomes clear again.

At that time, the childishness of a girl dissipated, her hesitant and hesitant character became firm, and her eyes became plain and gentle during the trip. That was the Irena she saw for the first time. Frankly speaking, she can barely see it now.

The future is so exciting.

Fran doesn't use her brain very much in life, but she continues to learn magic, and her thinking is still quick when needed. She has noticed some violations early on, but now is not the time to think about those.

"Irena, let's continue studying potions today. How did you learn about material identification last time?"

"Teacher, the last time you mentioned it was more than a month ago." Irena retracted her gaze from the distance and rubbed her hair. "I have tried to configure the basic potions. Senior brother said It’s past the novice stage.”

This is a little embarrassing.

Fran scratched her hair and said, "Then let's start further study. I'll look for it... There are three changes to this formula, and the requirements for blending are relatively high. Let's try this first. I'll show you first. "

Irena nodded, concentrated her attention and began to observe.

The senior brother said that she is very talented in mixing potions, has good timing, and is very creative. The new potions she got after modifying the formula several times are very suitable for her, and a certain child he met during the trip totally different.

This is always the case for young students. If the teacher of a course praises her, she will work harder to learn that course, and often she will also like that teacher's other courses.

Classmate Irena now has two teachers, and she likes them both.

Learning potions went very smoothly. Teacher Fran's teaching skills were much better than those of senior Xidi. When the latter talked about something that was difficult to understand, he would often practice it instead of explaining it, eliminate it step by step, and finally master it proficiently.

Teacher Fran will explain it very thoroughly. Teachers with rich experience know where mistakes are easy to make, what are the common types of mistakes, and where people are easily confused. In this way, when you start operating, you will have a complete picture, and you will be able to do it with a little practice. Be able to master it skillfully.

This is the wisdom and experience accumulated over the years.

I don’t know why, but I feel uncomfortable when I admit that my senior brother is not as good as my teacher.

Irena was very serious when she was studying. She quickly gave up distracting thoughts and continued to indulge in the world of potions.

The preparation process is a bit like cooking. When she was a child, she would watch her mother cooking and find it very magical. Those things that were fishy and ugly when raw were processed by blades and flames and finally turned into fragrant dishes. She once I think it's magic.

After learning about cooking, its mystery was lifted, and now potions inherit that sense of longing and mystery.

If you think about it carefully, adding various ingredients to the crucible, boiling and stirring is also the most classic image of a witch. Now, do you have anything close to that mature and mysterious image?

Irena looked at the calm teacher in front of her and sighed softly.

Maybe, it's still far from it.

Then keep learning.

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"I know you often have good ideas, Irena, but is this medicine... too advanced for humans?"

Xidi held the chattering bottle in her hand and wanted to smash the verbose thing.

Yes, the bottle is talking.

The reason is that the blue potion inside is a magic potion that can make objects talk when touched.

From his perspective, it was, well, a little disgusting, and then a little scary.

Simply thinking about the places where this potion could be used, Xidi wanted to get rid of it immediately and ask her junior sister to forget about the formula of this potion, and not let anyone know about it until she had a certain level of strength.

People will maintain their image in front of others, but they will never be restrained in front of things. There are very few gentlemen who are cautious and independent, and many people are unruly at home.

Ignoring life, many secrets will disappear when people die, but if objects can speak, then...

The junior sister who made this thing was smiling proudly, looking over with a pair of clear and clean glazed eyes, with two words written in her eyes: Praise me.

Xidi hesitated and looked at the teacher. As an adult, she should have enough wisdom and experience to judge that this is a dangerous thing.

What is Fran doing?Pouring potion on the sofa.

The sofa opened its mouth and issued a charming young girl's voice:

"Can you speak? That's great! Hey, it's you, that black thing, stay away from me! If you die, I will be crushed out of shape. I like petite children, old women, please Get lost."

"Let's change the sofa tomorrow."

Fran waved her wand and used cleaning magic. After the potion disappeared, Miss Sofa's complaints stopped.

"In short, it's a very powerful thing," Xidi patted her junior sister on the shoulder and considered her words, "But you have to pay attention to the occasion when you use it. Sometimes it will make people unhappy."

For example, right now, Fran landed on the sofa and started rolling around.

For a moment, she believed herself to be out of her mind.

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In the end, Xidi was still unwilling to say harsh words.

As the creator, Irena, who has the right to name it, calls it the "life-giving potion".

Strictly speaking, the effect of the potion is to impart "living" properties. Naturally, it can only target dead objects, and the object will only be "a whole" in cognition, such as a sofa, which contains wood and cushions. The method speaks for itself, but it is probably "dead" in another sense and is not covered.

A whole towel can speak, but the rag that was split into several sections has no response.

Well, the damage level is high enough that the magic potion is useless.

The duration is often linked to the dosage of the potion. One or two drops can be as long as a sentence or two. A simple guess is that one bottle will last for about a day. The premise is that the thing can hold the entire bottle. After touching it, the potion will become Something like clear water.

Irena had a great time playing with it.

Dropped onto the coffee table.

This is a gentleman. He said calmly: "That black witch always leaks when eating and drinking tea. Can you two help me warn her? It feels uncomfortable to have something on it, and I There is a piece of mushroom in her stomach that she secretly threw away last week. Please take it out and thank you. The moldy and sticky feeling is very bad. If it continues, there will be no way to deal with the moldy spots."

He took out the mushrooms, wiped them carefully, and Xidi made a note.

Then there is the cupboard lady near the entrance where snacks are placed.

"That black thing that always opens people's houses in the middle of the night and prevents them from sleeping? The door shaft is a little rusty. To cover it up, she actually smeared it with butter! It smells so bad, and there are so many of them, people think Can I have that kind of fragrant, light lubricant?"

Is there that kind of lubricant?This cabinet seems to have been found at a flea market. You may have seen it before. We only have ordinary ones here in Xidi.

Xidi made another note and followed Irena. He wanted to see how many pieces of furniture recorded the teacher's "evidence" today.

Irena was about to drip the bathtub, but Hidi pulled her back. No matter what she said, this thing would be embarrassing and could not be dripped.

Not knowing what to think, Irena ran to his room and dropped some on the bed.

Well, it feels a little weird.

The bed has a childish girlish sound. It may have been made not long ago and was purchased after he came.

"It smells sweet... white, gray, I like it, but it's dark... wear shoes... they are dirty, I don't like it..."

Make one more note.

The kitchen knives have a bold uncle voice.

"Just cut it more! I can solve all those things!"

I've been busy lately because of teaching, and I've been cutting with magic. I'm sorry.

There is a somewhat old grandmother's voice on the dining table.

"Hehehehe, you have eaten well during this period. It deserves praise. Thank you, white-haired young man."

Only the last bit of the potion is left.

Irena glanced at the robe that her senior brother almost never left.

"Well, senior brother, what do you think the clothes will say? There are also wands and brooms."

"Forget it," Xidi shook her head, "It will affect my mood. I will use these things frequently. I can't change my habits. If they say I feel uncomfortable, I can't change them."

The wand has been replaced, and the clothes have been mended many times. Some of the damage stained by magic cannot be repaired by retroactive magic. He can only mend it with his own hands and embroider new patterns to cover it up.

Moreover, if his clothes and wand made an uncle sound, he might not be able to use them anymore.

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"Teacher, what do you think?"

"I feel a little disgusting, my privacy..."

"If you do less bad things, there won't be so many lawsuits against you!"

Fran was hung in the air, wrapped in a quilt, which made her feel less uncomfortable for a while, and she felt like she was on a swing.

This is the punishment she deserves.

Xidi sat below and drank tea from a teacup.

"I'm wondering if I should warn her. It's very serious if this thing comes out."

"Well, there's no need to be too serious," Fran swayed in the air, "Children's nature is to put it aside when they have enough fun. The more you persuade her, the more she will care. When the interest subsides, little Irena is smart enough. I realize how special this thing is.”

Thinking about it carefully, he was too concerned.

"Teacher, I will call you during dinner. Just stay here. If you dare to come down, your dessert will be gone tomorrow."

"Ugh-"

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Walking to the living room, you can see that Irena is still very happy, maybe because she created a new potion or something else.

The bottle was still chattering on the ground, the sound getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"This flaw needs to be corrected," she frowned. "The bottle containing the potion is also an object. It's really a headache to keep talking. It might scare people in the middle of the night. Well, preserving the potion is a problem."

The ones that turn into water seem to be heavier than the potion. The potion is wrapped and the consumption in the sealed bottle is very low.

Speaking of this kind of weird content, Xidi suddenly remembered something, returned to the bedroom, and took out an exquisite doll half a person tall, with neat black hair, princess-cut bangs, green eyes, and Wearing a blue and white sailor suit with white stockings and thick-soled platform shoes, the skin on her face and hanging arms looks as fair and delicate as a real person.

This is a gift from Master Mal. I received it when I went back last time. There are also a few words of unknown meaning:

"Boys should protect themselves when going out. If you have to... just use this, perfect match, hehehe... my works are half of me..."

Can't understand.