Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

She shook her head and said nothing.

The classmate sat down in understanding, and the professor spoke softly:

"Little Daisy..."

The students looked at the professor blankly. Under dozens of gazes, Albinia finally came back to her senses and smiled slightly, revealing two dimples:

"I remembered."

Her long skirt swayed and she walked down the podium. The sun shone in from the window at this moment. The bright and misty light orange halo of the morning hit the side of her face, painting most of her body with golden lines.

"A gift for new students, a small daisy for each person."

She held a long-necked celadon vase in her arms, with a large group of small daisies squeezed into the mouth of the bottle. With her free right hand, she pinched the green flower branches again and again, and placed the daisies in bunches on each student's desk.

"This is today's homework. Everyone uses the bouquet of daisies I gave you to make a potion with a refreshing effect. There are no other restrictions."

When she walked past Aesilia, Aesilia smelled the long fragrance of flowers and grass on her body. The ends of her light golden hair swept across Aesilia's arms, and then slipped down without any hesitation, bringing with it a wave of excitement. Comfortable itch.

After class, Albinia slowly walked out of the classroom holding a vase. Aecilia put away the daisies and went to find the magic classroom with her textbook.

The practical class classroom is in another building, located on the southwest edge of the college, and needs to pass through a large area of ​​grass, pavilions and shade trees.

Slowly walking forward in the warm sunshine, the wind blew through the forest, whistling and rolling up the corners of her clothes. When passing by the library, she turned her head and looked at the glass windows on the wall, which clearly illuminated her. face.

He has light and slender eyebrows, light blue eyes that linger gently, a small and straight nose, pale and blood-colored lips tightly pursed, an indifferent expression, and gray shoulder-length hair flying in the wind.

He doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and the dark green school uniform skirt brushed her ankles. The weather was very good today, so she did not wear a suit jacket, only a white long-sleeved shirt.

She turned her head calmly.

If there is a potion that has refreshing effects and contains daisies as an ingredient, let’s start with the simplest primary awakening potion.

You need to use Little Daisy, Insomnia Ulan, Heze, Shuli...

They are all cheap and can be purchased at any herb store.

The preparation process can be done in a few minutes, and it can be stored in a cool place at room temperature, which is convenient and simple.

Walking into the Comprehensive Practice Building, passing by rows of spacious classrooms with bright incandescent lights, she caught a glimpse of Ernest holding his dark blue staff diagonally in the classroom on one side, with the tip pointed directly at the target on the wall. Fierce flames burst out and burned the target to ashes in an instant. Then, he turned around and lowered his head and said a few words to the boy holding the notebook next to him. The boy nodded quickly several times and kept writing on his hand. Notes, after a while, Ernest walked to the side of the student, adjusted the arc of the man's arm, kept eye level with the man, and led him to wave the staff.

A green ball of light exploded forward, and the entire classroom was filled with green mist. The student led by Ernest immediately let go of the staff and covered his mouth and nose with both hands.

Ernest reached out to catch his staff that was about to fall to the ground. When he turned around, the student had fallen dullly at his feet on the other side.

He walked to the wall and pressed a button, and the green mist dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A student in school uniform helped up a classmate who fell on the ground. Ernest glanced around the classroom where most of the people had fallen. He walked out of the door without changing his expression. After turning around, he met Ecilie who was standing by the window holding a book. Ya looked at each other for a few seconds, and then nodded politely to her.

“There are always many surprises in practice.”

The cold voice as always sounded pleasant and familiar to her ears.

"Ah."

Aecilia nodded lightly, then lowered her gaze and remained silent.

Ernest also fell silent, and the two of them were speechless. Finally, he broke the silence:

"I saw that your class schedule shows that you have no classes in the afternoon. A flea market will be held in the central square of the college in the afternoon. If you have time, you can go and have a look."

Aecilia blinked her eyelids up and down, nodded again, and then returned to the state she was in three seconds ago.

……

Ernest did not speak and stood quietly. Esilia then spoke again:

"Will you go too?"

Ernest did not answer immediately. He lowered his eyes as if thinking, and then nodded.

"You can put aside everything you have to do in the afternoon. I want to see if there is anything suitable that I can buy."

After a pause, he looked into her eyes and slowly added:

"At two o'clock, I'll wait for you at the entrance of the library."

Aecilia said "Okay" and Ernest said:

"Go to class."

So she rubbed his shoulder and continued walking.

Ernest saw from the window that when her gray hair missed his shoulders, it intertwined with his waist-length black hair, overlapped each other, and then parted without any delay.

*

Lucius was always surrounded by a circle of "friends" who chatted with him. The voices of these people are low and steady, sometimes brisk, sometimes powerful, and their tone is polite and courteous.

She could actually hear clearly from the front, and no one would actively avoid her. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.

In fact, she was a little curious as to why Lucius always took the initiative to sit in the row behind her, even though no professor had arranged his seat in advance.

This time she arrived in the classroom first, and Lucius still chose to squeeze in behind her even though most of the seats in the front row were empty, which looked very suspicious.

The place they were sitting in was in the rest area, which only occupied a small part of the classroom. The most important thing was the huge training ground directly behind it. It had various facilities and the material of each piece of surface had a high price that she could not afford.

Selling her whole body wouldn't buy half the price of the cheapest of the hundreds of devices.

She was letting her random thoughts fly around when a voice sounded softly beside her:

"I'm sorry to disturb you, classmate Aecilia, we are discussing the question about 'mixing primary mouse transformation potion and primary self-cleaning potion' in the entrance written examination. I heard that your written examination score is A+, we can May I ask for your answer?”

She turned around and saw one of the boys chatting with Lucius and the others. He had clean short black hair and a pair of elegant gold-rimmed glasses. His whole body had a gentle and refreshing temperament.

Ryland Viglas.

Aecilia recalled it and said:

"I filled it with the corpse-stitching potion."

The atmosphere was obviously stagnant, and no one spoke for a while. Aecilia asked doubtfully:

"Aren't you?"

Lucius, who was surrounded by tall men and could only see his head, spoke leisurely in his seat:

"Can you tell me your thoughts?"