Candy Wizard and Travel

It feels like a cup of tea. After the light top notes, the aftertaste lingers for a long time. It took Xidi a few days to stop taking an extra set of tableware when eating. After getting used to having someone to cooperate, cooking alone feels a bit cumbersome. Awkward.

Irena would also call for her broom to help her get up on these cold mornings. After reading interesting stories, she would also want to share them with her.

These things can be done, as long as she holds the broom and says it. It's not like she can't feel it in this state.

However, Fran later felt that it was very weird for such a person to hold a broom and talk to himself. After the three of them got together to discuss, Xidi made a shelf, similar to a knife rest, but with a broom on it.

Put Miss Broom on it, and put the shelf near the kotatsu, so that Miss Broom can hear the sound of their chat. On a sunny day, Hidi will take it off, gently comb her tail, and apply it with maintenance potion. , wash and dry in the warm sun.

In the ordinary day after day, time passes quietly.

……

There is a word called cold spring.

This snow-covered land is like an icy beauty, requiring long and sustained temperatures to impress and melt.

Coming out of the tree house, the sight is still a lifeless scene, but the magic that grows once again with the growth of plants tells the story of the impending life, which is very clear to the magician.

Xidi sat in the study again and started writing letters.

After a long journey, he became emotionally numb in scenes of familiar but unfamiliar scenery, so he developed the habit of writing letters regularly. Each letter carries his mood and voice at that time, Flying over thousands of rivers and mountains.

He was destined not to get a reply during the trip, but just thinking about the behavior of those he cared about when they received the letter was like a clear spring coming from his heart, like a kite floating in the sky, no matter how far away or how scary it was. In the distance, there is a destination wherever you turn.

Ink, paper and writing are truly great inventions.

This time it was a letter sent to Master Mal, and I met Roberta once before, and it has been nearly a year until now, as well as Serena and Estelle's house.

Well, the memory of the last time I went there was not very good. Serena did a lot of horrible things, but Estelle not only did not stop her, she also helped her, and her magic talent was used in strange places.

During those days, he even wanted to sleep with one eye open.

Emotions will blur with time. Those embarrassing and embarrassing things after not seeing each other for a long time are actually nostalgic now that I think about it. It was probably the way Serena and Estelle expressed their welcome. Well, it was too warm and a bit overwhelming. .

The Doll Country and the Clock Country were not far away. The two letters were put together. In addition to greetings, they also mentioned that he would go back before summer.

Then there was a letter sent to the Royal Celestilia Academy of Magic, sending the kingdom's New Year's greetings to colleagues in advance, as well as Fran's expected return before summer, so that Teacher Connie and the others could prepare.

As for what kind of preparation... Teacher Fran will know.

I haven’t written for a while, and my arms are sore from writing again.

Throwing the worn quill into the trash can, Hidi wiped the ink on her fingers.

There were noisy sounds outside the study room. In spring, his teacher and junior sisters became active again like bears or fish that had ended their hibernation.

"Xiao Xidi, come and help the teacher!"

"Brother! The teacher has gone too far this time, use the sling on her!"

Shaking his head, he stood up and walked to the study. At the last moment when the door closed, he vaguely saw the birds flying outside the window.

"Click-"

Spring has arrived.

……

The slight change in light and shadow caught the girl's attention, and her arm waving the shovel stopped.

The little girl can now take off the word "little".

Her beautiful long blue hair hangs down to her waist, and is combed into a ponytail that is refreshing and does not affect her movement. Occasionally, the hair ends fall down to her waist and spread out, outlining her slender waist. In contrast, she has a full and impactful look. For a trainee witch who is only one year younger, that is a level that she will never reach in her lifetime.

It seems that there is nothing to highlight, except for one place, the body that has been trained for a long time is slim and slender, making people think of the swaying willow branches by the river.

Her bright red eyes exuded a calm and confident light, and her round face still retained the last bit of childishness. In addition, she could already be said to be beautiful, and nothing could be better than to be graceful and graceful.

She took off the sunhat behind her back and put it on, holding the brim of the hat and looking up at the sky.

"Estelle, is that a wild goose?"

A witch of the same age but with a very modest figure walked over, her lavender hair swaying in the breeze. She was holding something wrapped in paper. After hearing the words, she raised her head and squinted her eyes.

"It's not just geese, there are also some other migratory birds. When they fly to their destination, spring will come. The climate here in Zhongzhong Township is milder, and it's still a little cold in the north. It's really early this year."

Apart from the fact that her hair has grown, Estelle's other changes can't be said to have happened at all. They can only be said to be very subtle. When she came back from school last year, her parents only lamented that she had grown taller, and there was no other reaction at all.

She glanced at her sister-in-law calmly... Well, best friends, a few years ago we were all washboards, but now we really can't reach high. Even if we put aside our shame and wear mother's hints a few times, The recommended compression bra can't squeeze out such a gap no matter what, right?

"Brother will be back soon."

Serena said so firmly, her light red eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions. When her bright and bright look began to fluctuate, it was like a newly polished bronze mirror or the light of Zaming, which made people feel... Dazzled.

She was so sure without any basis.

Estelle was stunned for a moment by her friend's gorgeous face, and then looked in the direction of the migratory birds.

"It's been another year."

"Yes," the blue-haired girl bent down and continued to clean the soil, "I wonder if they will grow when my brother comes back. Well, the best time to plant a bunch of flowers was a year ago, and the second best time is now. Estelle, seed.”

"Oh!"

Estelle, who holds the title of [Lavender Witch], reacted and opened the paper bag and handed it over. Inside were grains of soil-like flower seeds that were inconspicuous at the moment. They were sprinkled in the flower bed, waiting. After the next spring rain, maybe buds will grow.

This year, Serena is 16 years old; Estelle is 16 years old.

……

In a store with poor lighting, you cannot see the sky.

Bright sunlight penetrates from outside the door, overlapping and accompanied by astigmatism.

It might be more appropriate to call it "one strip".Dust and mist danced in the light, reflected erratically, and finally landed in front of the display window.

One hand opened the glass cabinet, and light poured in. As a result, the carefully carved eyes of the dolls seemed to have sparkle, and the various eyeballs shimmered, making the dim doll shop look even more eerie.

This situation only made Mal feel relaxed and comfortable.

Letters are spread out on the counter, and the continuous magic of recall keeps them in their original appearance. The handwriting is all beautiful, but when they are arranged, it is not difficult to see that the childishness between the lines gradually disappears.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

The messenger doll knocked on the door and sent greetings from afar.

……

A thin and agile white dove flew over with an envelope in its mouth and landed on the shoulders of an elegant woman.

Connie, who was the acting dean at the time, took the letter and handed over a few small pieces of bread for feeding. The white pigeon gave a cry, grabbed the food and flew away, presumably to take it back to share with her increasingly fat friend. .

With more and more magic escaping from the Magic Academy, the little animals living around will inevitably become more spiritual.

Connie's eyebrows raised as she opened the envelope.

"Teacher Connie, I saw a pigeon flying in. Is it sir? Do you have any news?"

The girl with yellow-green hair opened the office door magnanimously, and the weak girl behind her looked troubled.

"Sorry, teacher, this guy is so rude."

The Frost-covered Witch, whose youngest daughter had already entered school, lost the harshness and vigor of her early years, and smiled gently, "It's not a bad thing for young people to be more active, especially you...well, it is indeed a letter from Hidi, but you are thinking about it. It seems that your husband hasn’t finished his trip yet, but his teacher is probably coming back soon.”

"what?"

Correa Noll was immediately discouraged, even the feathers on her head drooped.

Nino looked expectant, "Sir's teacher must be a witch like Mr. Connie, who is knowledgeable, elegant and diligent."

"Uh, well, it's better not to have too many expectations."

Connie waved her hands and thought of one thing, "Also, if I remember correctly, it's class time now, right? Two classmates?"

"It's all Correa Noel's fault!"

"Hahaha……"

……

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When Aunt Victoria was cleaning the house, she unexpectedly found a photo in a book that was so old that the contents could not be read clearly. It was severely corroded by mold.

After Yuxidi used magic potion to treat it, the above contents were revealed again.

It's a group photo of three people, no, or rather, it's a snapshot of three people at a certain moment. Otherwise, there's no way to explain why Uncle Sheila's back is turned to this side in the photo.

On the left is a black-haired girl with a delicate face and serious eyes. The mole on her right eye is very eye-catching. She is holding a wand as if she is arguing with another person. Next to the black-haired girl is a blond woman with her back to the camera, also holding a wand. Magic wand, hair tail raised.

The last thing that makes people feel incredible is the way Victoria looked when she was young. She was waving her hands with a soft smile on her face, as if she was mediating, but also seemed to be arrogant.

"Is this you?"

"It was me, I was still young at that time," Victorique gently took the photo, rubbed herself in the photo with her fingers, and said with a smile, "Doesn't it look like Irena? After changing her hairstyle, she looks exactly the same! No…there are still some things that cannot be changed.”

According to the teacher's age, Aunt Victoria was about 20 years old at that time, and she didn't have much time left for Irena.

"Fu Lan was also very cute at that time. Before she met Sheila, her personality was more upright than that of Little Xidi, and she didn't know how to adapt. She often apologized when problems arose, but she often complained about me. ...but now..."

It doesn't matter if it's a puddle of mud, it doesn't matter if it's square or not, it can't be used to support the wall anyway.

"The photo was taken... I forgot where it is. This is a country that is keen on excavations, but in fact it makes up rumors. I can't remember anything specific. In short, it is a ridiculous and funny story. After finding the person who secretly took the photos, those negatives They should have all been destroyed, but I didn't expect there were still some.

As people get older, they will either like or hate photos. For me, these stories are still very nostalgic..."

Sometimes things change and people change.

Fortunately, Victorique's life is quite good, as if a lifetime of suffering has been left behind in her childhood. The other two people in the photo are also living quite happy lives now.

Sheila is walking on the road of longing. In order to prevent children like herself from appearing, Sheila is committed to discovering wild talents for the association. She travels around like a knight, but also has the right sense of proportion, and will not be too hard and easy to break.

Fran...if she didn't see it, she didn't see it, but her current life is really the most leisurely and enjoyable among the three. If it goes on as she expected, the trajectory of the rest of her life will be like seeing the whole stock fall to the limit. The heartbeat of stock investors is like that-no fluctuations, smooth and steady.

Now that I think about it, the three masters and apprentices did not have very good childhoods. They did not grow up to be bad people, maybe because they all met good teachers.

Victoria boasted without feeling shy.

Speaking of the teacher's problem, she hasn't communicated with her teacher, the White Witch, for more than a year.

The main reason is that there is nothing to say about her life as a housewife, but the teacher is still active. For a witch, she is still not old at 60 or [-] years old, and her face has not changed much.

A few years ago, the teacher came to Heping Country and met Irena from a distance. He recognized the hard work of his disciple's daughter. After discussing the concept of education, he said, "You have nothing to learn from me anymore." He left later.

Let’s go back and send a letter this time, just write about...the disciple many years later, and the child in front of me. It will be a story that spans a long time, but makes everyone feel that everything is worth it.

She ruffled Xidi's hair and handed the photo directly to him.

"Take it back and show it to Fran. She probably won't want it, so you can just keep it for yourself."

"Yes, I will." Xidi didn't ask any more questions, nodded, put the photo into her arms solemnly, and hesitated for a while.

"Irena's course is about to be completed. She is already qualified as a traveler. There is no point in piling up magic. I think you and your uncle need to be mentally prepared."

"I had already done that kind of thing when little Irena was five or six years old," Victorique smiled, "But my dear, well, he might really faint from crying. What if? When the news of my daughter’s wedding came out, I might have to prepare some first aid medicine first.”

"..."

Watching his disciple gradually move away, Victorique sighed softly.

How could you not feel anything at all?

That child, speaking of it, didn't seem to have had a very good life when he was a child, just like the three of them.

A choice made many years ago, it may take a long time to realize that you have stepped on a fork in the road.People tend to lament the things they have done as they grow older, and Victoria is no exception.

She would think, if she had been more serious, learned more from the teacher, and not been deceived, what would Xiao Xidi look like now?

Probably a cute yet troublesome child like Irena.

He would often tease little Irena, and when taking care of his sister, he would show his brother's steady side...

Fantasy, it's so beautiful.

Victoria closed the window.

……

"The teacher looks young."

On the way back, Xidi looked at the photos.

I have looked at it for a long time, but looking at the teacher when I was young, I still feel very regretful. Oh, it’s not that I regret that Fran has grown up like this like Aunt Victoria, but I regret that I was not able to participate in that time. .

Teacher Fran when she was young...