Candy Wizard and Travel

"Would you feel more accomplished and happy if you decorate your home with your own hands?"

Miss Broom, with an ashen face, passed by holding a vase and said, "With the arrangement, Lady Irena will feel more comfortable in winter, right?"

The lazy girl thought for a while, indeed.

The student looked at the iron-gray sky and pressed the window, "I really want winter to come soon, so I can bring out the stove to warm up and eat oranges."

"Yeah, I really want it to snow soon so I can have a holiday, and then I can huddle in the house all day." The teacher thought about it.

The hard-working broom lady continues her work.

The girl sighed and regarded it as a long-awaited exercise.

The pre-ordered carpets have been processed and delivered to size. The magician's methods are as efficient as ever. Different from the brown in the past, this year it is a calm and soft silver gray. Occasionally, the home will be replaced with fresh things. The novelty will probably make people have a desire for new things. The yearning for life is more energetic.

Why is it "probably" because Xidi is not sure that two lazy people in the family, one big and one small, really have that kind of thing.

In addition, there are some other decorations, vases, hanging paintings and new dishes. Because they are often taken care of by magic, the replaced items are almost not damaged. They are temporarily stored in the storage room until they feel a little bored with the current decorations. Just replace it by rotation.

In the kingdom, or in many areas, there is a custom of cleaning and decorating homes before winter. People believe that as the seasons change, the world will take on a new look, so it cannot remain unchanged. It is also a celebration of the past year and a celebration of the new year.

About two cartloads of things were finally packed away, and the storeroom, which used to be so empty that even a squirrel would leave a pine cone when he came in, was filled to the brim.

Sugar, flour, cream and cheese, just thinking about the snacks that can be made, the sweet taste is already spreading in my heart.

The inland specialty dried fish is hung on the wall, swaying and slapping against the wall, making a "bang bang" sound. The sausages and hams hanging at a distance exude the aroma of oil, and barrels of nuts and ready-to-eat dried fruit meat are Preserved meats, etc., are placed in lockers by category, locked, and sealed with magic. If there is no password to unlock, just look at them through the glass and drool.

This is necessary. Ordinary locks can only prevent voles, but if you want to prevent house mice, you need more exquisite craftsmanship.

After organizing the lockers and ignoring the teacher's sneaky attempts at standing in front of the lock, Hidi's next task was to clean the fireplace.

Of course, there are no stories about old men with red hats or cuckolds invading homes from chimneys in the kingdom. The past winter was very cold. When there were not many magicians, they could only rely on burning firewood for heating. The consequences of poor ventilation can be imagined.

Nowadays, few people would ask a magician to clean it up. It is usually taken care of by the most diligent owner of the family.

At the same time, this event also echoes the meaning of the flower scattering celebration at the beginning of the year - it is a grand festival held in spring and equivalent to the Eastern New Year. On the day of the festival, magicians will sprinkle magical petals all over the sky.

Some people like to find those petals at the beginning of the year as a good start to the year. Others do not deliberately pursue them. When they thoroughly clean the house before winter, they find them in the chimney, roof or other corners. Surprises can still make people feel better for quite some time and serve as conversation starters during the long winter.

"Teacher, have you ever cleaned chimneys in the past?"

"Dang, of course!"

That means it wasn't cleaned.

It was expected. After all, when Teacher Fran lived alone, he rarely used the fireplace. He was worried about what would happen if he overslept and was unable to react in time. His hot air magic was enough, giving people a reassuring sense of safety.

As for the chimney, it’s better to use a little magic. It’s very troublesome to clean without professional tools. The dust stuck to the chimney wall is very dirty and sticky, making it difficult to clean if it gets stuck on something.

Without moving the brick wall that closed the fireplace, Hidi sat on a broom and climbed to the roof, controlling her mind power to clean the chimney from bottom to top.

Carbon ash, rain-washed soil, this is bird feathers, this is small animal feces, huh?This is the corpse of a small animal that is almost rotten to pieces...

Teacher Fran!

Forget it, the indoor smell won't be too obvious, so it's understandable if you don't notice it.

Holding her nose, Hidi continued to clean up.

A piece of fresh petals that seems to have just bloomed is the flower of blessing that has been treated with magic. This is probably this year's flower, good luck.

Xi Di's expression softened.

Another slice from, uh, last year?I can understand that too.

Then another piece, and another piece...

After cleaning the chimney, Xidi walked behind the lazy teacher on the sofa and gently squeezed her shoulders.

Fran narrowed her eyes in contentment, "Huh, thank you, Xiao Xidi."

"You're welcome. Besides, teacher—"

"Ah."

"Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

"Uh, Camellia?"

"Yes, and its flower language is -"

Xidi exerted slight force on her hands.

"Be honest and trustworthy."

"Ahhh!"

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Mal leaned against the attic window and looked into the distance, where her disciples were.

Naturally, there was darkness in her field of vision. Perhaps it was an illusion. She vaguely saw a little orange firelight, and regarded it as the disciple's response. She closed the window with satisfaction, took off her outer robe, put on the pajamas held by the doll's hands, and shrunk. Get into the soft and warm quilt.

Some time ago, I saw a letter from a disciple many years ago. The letter was sent to Dorothy in the winter, when opening the window could break the ice, reminding her to remember to dry her quilt.

She took off the quilt at that time.

I just happened to use it recently.

The winter on this seaside seems to be no warmer than inland.

……

"Crackling-"

The sound of dry firewood in the flames was not isolated by magic, only wisps of light smoke rose up and flew out of the newly dredged chimney.

Even so, it seems that there is still a faint smell of burning wood in the room, maybe it is a psychological effect.

"Wow meow-"

Irena couldn't help but turned into a cat. She hid it in the robe on her senior brother's chest and gave up reading for the day. Her tail seemed to have its own consciousness, lifting it up and brushing the tip of someone's nose from time to time.

Xi Di broke away from the state of immersion in reading again. He held the tail between his two fingers and tried to stuff it in. However, the cat tail swirled and entangled in his fingers, and the smooth fur made the itching feeling spread all the way to his heart.

Somewhat reluctant to put it back.

But the other one was not so sympathetic.

Fran was resting on Xi Di's lap, with a book on her face to block the light. She was half asleep and half awake. The tail hung down from time to time. It was really annoying, so she grabbed it.

"Meow!"

The cat stuck its head out and loudly protested in cat language against the teacher's brutality.

"Meow meow! Meow meow meow!"

"I don't understand, so don't make any noise."

Fran touched along the tail, grabbed the gray cat Destiny by the back of the neck, pulled it off and stuffed it into her arms.

Although it is very soft, there is no room for freedom at all. The cat seems to be trapped in a quagmire that is difficult to escape, and only has time to stretch out its claws for help.

"Meow meow! Meow meow!"

It was probably my senior brother who saved me.

"Huh? Irena?"

Xidi glanced at it and seemed to be having a good time with the teacher.

He continued to read.

Under Fran's ravage, the cat quickly became silent.

After calming down, Xidi felt her ears itching slightly because of the close proximity of her pink hair.

"Brother... may I ask how to pronounce this?"

The humble and polite girl came over and asked in a low voice. Her voice was so low that you could only hear it clearly if you put it to your ear.

I don’t know why Miss Broom has basic knowledge, but she really hasn’t gone to school, and she has some difficulties with some too old and recent vocabulary.

What she was reading was the association's monthly report. She didn't know which issue it was. Judging from the fact that the magic-processed paper was all yellowed, it was probably several decades old.

"Let me take a look... the magic, the crutch... it seems to be something called a magic wand. Yeah, it's been a long time."

The monthly newspaper was published... 40 years ago?

Xidi didn't like holding something as light as a newspaper, but the content recorded on it was interesting, so he leaned over and looked at it carefully.

The white hair sticks to the ear, and the breath can be heard.

Miss Broom's face remained calm, and she gently brushed the broken hair around her ears to prevent it from affecting her brother's reading. The two of them were very close, as if leaning on each other's shoulders, and as if their faces were closer to each other. Face.

Xidi quickly read the entire article, then came back to her senses and hurriedly moved her head away.

"Sorry, I'm a little lost in thought."

"It's okay, brother." She sat back slowly, "Is it something interesting?"

"So, it gave me some inspiration."

The general idea is that a man named Chester invented a time-honored magic item called the "Magic Wand". The specially processed gem can store a considerable amount of magic power. The improved magic wand body that deconstructs the traditional wand can conduct it almost perfectly. Magic has achieved the great feat of allowing mortals to use magic.

The newspaper showed a man with a somewhat vain smile, and the confidence of the great inventor could not be seen. However, the press release also said that he had never been exposed to magic before, which was understandable.

Many great inventions come from long-term pursuit and continuous exploration, but the occasional flash of inspiration cannot be denied.

It’s just that Chester’s aura was probably as powerful as thunder.

In addition, there is no other information in the newspaper, except a brief introduction to the existence and structure of the magic wand, and advertisements, such as custom-made magic wands and welcome to [The Land of Dreams, Karcel] and so on.

Not many people publish the principles of magic like Hidi, which is understandable. After all, everyone has to live.

But these few words were enough to inspire Xidi. Fran said that he was not talented enough in creation, but if it were to reproduce and inherit, it would be easy. He had some good ideas, but in order to avoid a crash, Let's ask people from the association to investigate the patent issue of the magic wand over there.

The white man is thinking about magic, the pink girl is looking at him sideways, the black-haired witch is holding a gray cat in her arms, sleeping lazily in the orange firelight, and the colorless wind is whistling in the night.

……

When she was awake, Irena clearly felt that winter was coming.

"Meow--"

She spoke cat language, and found that there were three grammatical errors in this sound. She raised her hand and realized that she had become a human.

The smooth fabric under the palm, this feeling is senior brother's room?

When she looked up, she saw that there was indeed a lazy guy sleeping with his head covered lying next to her. The bed on the other side was neat and tidy, and there was no trace of anyone.

Irena remembered that she turned into a cat last night and was playing and fussing in the teacher's arms. Although she didn't want to admit it, she was too soft, so she fell asleep. In her sleep, the magic power continued to be consumed, which brought her energy. The sleepiness deepened... and finally I fainted.

I expected that it was the teacher who went to the senior brother's room in a daze again.

Irena looked at the sleeping teacher. Her sleeping position seemed to have been adjusted and she was sleeping very upright. After a while, she frowned as if she had a nightmare, turned over, and after turning sideways, her brows relaxed again. Come.

The fist is hard.

Irena wanted to hit him with a fist, but she felt that not only would there be no way to relieve her hatred, but she would also be further humiliated. Moreover, the teacher in her sleep reacted faster than usual, so she might not be able to beat him.

So angry!

Hum, if you can't beat the teacher, just go and bully your senior brother.

Irena felt the magic of emptiness and slowly climbed up holding the head of the bed.

At this time, something shining in her field of vision attracted her attention.

—It's the hair.

Pink hair, magical creations that quickly return to magic after being left behind, will not exist, as will Miss Broom's clothes, hair, and skin scraps.

"..."

Irena's eyes sharpened.

"Lady Irena."

There was a slight sound at the door.

"Breakfast is ready, are you awake?"

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