The sunshine outside the window belongs to 1994 and is very warm.
Jiang Han stood blankly in front of the bed, finally realizing the fact that he was not crazy.
The feeling of fullness in your chest, the pain of pinching, and the 'magic' that exists in your body and is always ready to pounce out. Tell yourself that you are normal. Normal is like a person who has just turned 18 and is full of magic and wants to explode.
The little witch who shoots ten fireballs.
I still know the ‘magic’ attribute through my diary, as well as the ‘year’.
After confirming the fact that he was reborn and turned into a witch, Jiang Han looked blankly at the mirror. It was an unfamiliar face, filled with the aura of a young girl who had just turned eighteen.
Just looking at Jiang Han makes my hair stand on end. Will I have to live like this in the future?
In addition to the bed, there is a desk and a large number of books that almost flood the room. The diary is placed on the desk, which is pink. In the remaining space, a broomstick and a fireplace are installed. On the fireplace are painted by Latin
The mark composed of words prevents the flames from flowing out and igniting the books. The wardrobe is embedded next to the fireplace. Without the help of magic, this arrangement would definitely have caught fire.
Jiang Han looked at the mirror again and looked at it carefully.
She has long black hair with ice-colored highlights at the ends and ice-colored eyes.
She has a beautiful appearance, a slender neck, and blue blood vessels can be faintly seen on her fair skin.
She wore a black palazzo skirt.
She has a very witch look, a very witch dress and a very witch temperament.
"Okay, I'm a witch, uh, witch."
Jiang Han has not fully accepted the fact that she is a witch, but she has not jumped off the building to prove her idea of "preferring to die without being a witch", let alone a dead witch who jumps from a building may not be able to fall...
Click
The lock sounded, the door opened, and a beautiful and lively girl walked in from the door, dressed in robes and holding a witch hat in her hand. When her sister Jiang Zhenling saw her, she asked in a sweet voice: "Sister, what are you doing today?"
Don’t you want to buy a pet?”
Sister...Jiang Han felt a headache when she heard this name, and she didn't know what buying a pet was about. Apparently the memory of the eighteen years as a witch was not left in her body, which made her at a loss, so she could only say less.
Wrong, he responded to his sister in the shortest sentence: "...Hmm."
Jiang Zhenling showed a strange look in her eyes and asked with a little doubt: "Sister, are you feeling unwell? You look very out of breath today."
It seems that the me in this world is similar to the original world... Jiang Han shook his head and replied: "No."
"Well, it's okay." My sister nodded and said very maturely: "If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me quickly. That's not the best thing about us witches. We often don't notice when we are sick. By the time we feel it, it's already too late. We need to go to the hospital.
Check in with the outpatient clinic."
Like her sister in another world, Jiang Zhenling in this world also has an adult personality. I just don’t know if she will be admitted to Southern University in this life. After all, witches represent force in this world... Jiang Han nodded silently, and this reaction was another
Jiang Zhenling took another look in confusion.
"Are you really okay?" My sister put her hands on her hips and frowned slightly, looking a bit like the old mother who scolded Jiang Han. "No, I have to go out with you today so that I can arrest you if you get sick."
see a doctor."
Jiang Han was begging the other party to take her out. She didn't understand anything now. In this world full of witches, she was no more than a toddler. Looking at her serious-faced sister, she nodded vigorously.
The younger sister tilted her head, her frown eased, and she smiled again, "Then let's pack up, go down and have something to eat, and then go out."
She turned around, carried the witch hat and walked downstairs.
The home has not changed much. There are just a few more Western-colored furniture and books. There are even books stacked under the handrails of the stairs. Most of the covers are written in Latin and English. Thanks to Jiang Han's body, although the owner has changed, the knowledge is still there.
A few words remained, and although it was difficult for her to read the words, she could understand them.
The layout of the first floor is also a bit strange, half Eastern and half Western. In the restaurant, there is a lucky cat placed on the round dining table, but the lucky cat is a black cat, and very thin, which does not look festive.
Her mother, Ye Keshu, was wearing an awkward witch robe, standing in front of the stove, stirring a crucible with a large wooden spoon with both hands. She was much younger than Jiang Han remembered, and could almost be said to be her and her younger sister's older sister.
, probably because the average lifespan of a witch is longer than the average lifespan of humans in another world, so they appear to be extra youthful.
Ye Keshu glanced at the two sisters and said habitually: "You are so old and still clinging to your sister?"
The habit of his tone and the naturalness of his attitude almost broke Jiang Han's heart.
It seems that the eldest son of Jiang in this world...the eldest daughter is not majestic enough and her status in the family is not high. Although it is similar in the parallel world, the status of the younger sister is much higher than that of the older brother/sister.
Ye Keshu poured the unknown green liquid in the crucible into a bowl, sprinkled it with chopped green onion and mustard in a very Chinese style, and served it to the table. She shouted angrily into the hall: "Jiang Xuan, it's time for lunch.
!”
Jiang Han felt that he had heard something wrong. What his mother called was "Jiang Xuan", which was his father's name, but he always had an ominous premonition in his heart.
After she and her sister were seated, a woman who was completely unfamiliar to Jiang Han walked into the restaurant.
She has black hair, cute appearance, short height, and wears a short robe. She is a bit rustic and plainly dressed, but she is quite cute. She sat down at the dining table obediently and muttered naturally: "I am reading the newspaper..."
This muttering was heard by Ye Keshu. She put her hands on her hips and showed a dangerous smile: "Okay, Jiang Xuan, you can even refute it?"
The simple and lovely girl immediately shut her mouth, lowered her head with a hint of grievance, and honestly took a mouthful of green liquid with a spoon.
Jiang Han lowered his head and imitated the movements and took a mouthful of green liquid. The taste was okay, a bit like salty corn scallop porridge, and the pickled mustard was crispy. Looking at the green porridge or soup, he thought thoughtfully.
It turns out they are a witch family.
Even the father adapted to the world line version and was revised into a second mother...
My sister took two bites, picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and said, "I will accompany my sister to go shopping for pets later."
Ye Keshu also put down the spoon and said thoughtfully: "Xiaohan has reached the age where she wants to keep a pet. The witch's pet must be carefully selected, whether it is to enhance combat effectiveness or enhance magic power. It is better to raise a pet.
Minase? Plus swimming judgment, and also smart, can be used as half a spell assistant."
"Minase, mom, you are the one raising Minase. It wouldn't be good to raise another one, right?" My sister immediately objected, "I think the blue-ringed octopus is fine. Many witches who took the A3 exam recently raised octopus, and they are very powerful.
And practical.”
When witches discuss things, most of them become excited. Even Jiang Xuan joined the discussion: "How about the big-antlered deer? We don't usually use them. We can grind some powder from their horns and use them as casting materials..."
Jiang Han remained silent and listened secretly, absorbing the common sense of the witch's world view.
