The great mage of thunder element Dinge, who has appeared in Magical Annuals many times and has been on the cover several times, put away his smile.
"Have you also detected that mysterious wave?" Dingge murmured to himself, "I thought that only I could detect that extremely weak thunder element resonance."
"Thunder element? No..." Cecil shook his head, "It is clearly the surging water element!"
Dinger was very surprised: "Could it be that a vein containing dual elements was discovered? Or was the promotion of a certain great mage causing magic fluctuations?"
Cecil shook his head again, and the pages of the book in his hand turned like flying: "In my perception, it is a weak but palpitating feeling... It's like, like magic itself."
"Magic itself?" Dinger chewed the word carefully.
These great magisters are all at the top of the magic field, but there are also gaps among the great magisters.
For example, he is still young and his perception of elements is far inferior to Cecil who has lived for hundreds of years.
Therefore, he did not have that palpitating feeling, he just felt that something was born. And the best place to discuss this kind of thing is the library of the Parliament.
Those old diehards who are obsessed with magic like to look through antique books full of decay to confirm their conjectures.
"So, Mr. Water Mage, do you know the specific location of that feeling?" Dingge behaved politely. At this time, humility is the best choice for a smart person.
"The core area of Floating Light City." Cecil said seriously.
"The capital of the Kingdom of France?" Dingge was even more surprised.
…
At this time, Sylvie didn't know how many old monsters she had provoked. She was sitting at the long table in distress, frowning.
The quiet crystal lamp illuminates a corner of the room. This room is still mysterious, ancient and vicissitudes of life.
She arranged it as her own laboratory, like the hiding places of powerful witches in storybooks, plus some of her own imagination.
Sylvie stared blankly at the door in front of her. Behind this door was a storage room.
Before, the door of light had closed at a speed that was unimaginable to her, and she hadn't even had time to say hello to the new friend she had just met.
Yes, in her mind, Jiang Qiao was already regarded as a new friend she made by chance.
However, after the light door disappeared, she pretended to open the door casually as she had done before, and repeated it more than a dozen times. There was just an ordinary storage room behind the door.
Is it a dream?
Impossible, impossible... Sylvie shook her head, she was still holding the book Jiang Qiao threw over in her hand!
However, after the door closed and disappeared, the words on the book were not covered by light, and they became incomprehensible to her. The complicated square words were like a book from heaven to her.
Some of the pictures above that resemble magic experiments can give you a rough idea.
After studying for a long time, she still didn't understand anything, so Sylvie had to carefully hide the book.
But the shock in the girl's heart has not dissipated. The exquisite and magical mysteries of the world contained in this book, as well as her curiosity and desire to explore the world behind the door, still attract her.
Maybe the weight of the world itself is also added to that boy, or maybe that boy is her only channel to understand the earth. In short, she can't wait to see him.
Thinking of this, Sylvie walked to the door again, opened it with anticipation, and then closed it with disappointment.
…
At dawn, Jiang Qiao hurriedly got up and ran to the toilet. He didn't know why he was woken up by excrement so early in the morning.
He took a special look and found that the cake Cheng Ruoxi gave him was freshly baked that day and could not be bad.
Could it be milk? Only then did Jiang Qiao remember that he drank high-quality milk yesterday, and usually he only drank ordinary milk from a certain two brands.
In a sense, the watered milk saved his lactose intolerance... Jiang Qiao thought when he was playing Splatoon in the toilet.
Jiang Qiao was just squirting, when the cell phone in his hand suddenly rang, and someone sent him a WeChat message.
6:12 am.
"Jiang Qiao, aren't you awake yet?"
The other person's avatar is a blue sea and a beach, with a figure standing on the beach. Her nickname is "Facing Tomorrow with a Smile".
This is Jiang Qiao's class teacher and chemistry teacher, Li Wan, a young woman in her twenties and seventies, who is both a mentor and a friend to Jiang Qiao.
This is the first class Li Wan has led, so he does his best in everything he does. He takes very good care of every student, and he is loved by almost every student.
When she first learned about Jiang Qiao's family situation, she often called him to ask about Jiang Qiao's current life, and occasionally came to visit with fruits.
It can be said that Li Wan is the person Jiang Qiao is most grateful to besides Cheng Ruoxi's family.
"Wake up, teacher, what can I do for you?" Jiang Qiao sent over.
"(Surprised) (Surprised) (Surprised) Oh, you woke up really early. Why don't I see you getting up early to study during school?" Li Wan quickly replied.
"Teacher looks down on people, why can't I just study hard from last night until now?"
"Then take a photo and see."
Jiang Qiao fell into deep thought. Is it possible to send a photo of him squirting in the toilet? It won't work, it won't work. If he dares to post it, the teacher will block him.
"Ahem, teacher, are you getting up so early just to urge me to study?" Jiang Qiao quickly changed the subject.
"It's true. I won't bullshit you. When you come to school tomorrow, remember to bring all your textbooks."
"Why?" Jiang Qiao sent it quickly.
"Tomorrow, the leaders from above will come to inspect the teaching situation and transfer some students' textbooks. I'm thinking of taking all your notes, so of course I'll take yours."
"No, teacher, I have to read a book tomorrow." Jiang Qiao quickly declined politely.
Nonsense, if he didn't refuse, where would he find the books? The books would have been thrown into another dimension by him!
"Don't talk nonsense. Why don't I see you so active in normal times? Tomorrow, either you and Shu will come, or neither will come." This sentence was spoken by Li Wan, mixed with a few sneers.
This sentence was followed by three expressions of (kitchen knife).
After using the toilet, Jiang Qiao came to the door of his parents' room and stood for a long time.
When I opened the door, it was still the same as before. There was no simple and quiet crystal lamp, and there was no red-haired witch.
Where the hell is he supposed to find books?
...
It was another perfect morning, with the sun rising and the birds chirping.
There are two large locust trees standing at the entrance of the alley in front of Jiang Qiao's house, and they are filled with chirping birds, which sing in harmony with the honking of the car horns passing by on the road at the entrance of the alley.
Maybe the birds were standing too close and one near the edge was squeezed down.
That bird seemed to have the beauty of a missing brain, its wings were flapping non-stop, and it was about to fall from the treetop to the ground.
When it finally stabilized its body and tried to fly upward, a black shadow flew over from the courtyard wall, and pressed it to the ground with its claws.
It was a black kitten, only two or three months old. He was staring at the bird.
