The Witch of the Roll Never Gives Up

Entering the second grade library, the little witches were stunned by the books that were twice as many as those in the first grade.

After reading the book list last night, the only hope left was completely shattered. This year, it really won't be easy at all.

At this time, a purple-haired figure rushed into the library impatiently: "So many magic books!"

Witches don't share the same joys and sorrows.

Other little witches copied books according to the book list, and Moran started copying directly from the first bookshelf.

Other little witches left after copying, but Moran was still struggling.

All the books in the second grade library were copied into her witch book before she stopped.

It took most of the day just to copy these books.

It wasn't easy to come to the castle. She went to the library again, read the picture book for a while, and went down the mountain in the evening.

Go to the greenhouse to infect the broom grass, then get some meat from the food collection point, go to the farmland to see the crops, and finally take a shortcut back to the dormitory through the breadfruit forest.

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly came from the pitch-dark forest, scaring Moran's floating meat to the ground.

Fortunately, her recently fused vampire dark vision ability has begun to take effect, so she didn't maintain the light spell at the same time.

Otherwise, this piece of meat would have to have a close contact with the earth.

When she came to her senses, she remembered that this was Valen, and magic could fight ghosts.

There were no ghosts in the academy, so this sound...

Could it be that a first-year witch ran to the breadfruit forest to play late at night?

Judging from the sound, it was quite deep.

Moran walked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a little witch circling around a few trees from a distance.

"What are you doing?" Moran was curious.

"Ah!" Another scream.

Moran fell backwards: "???"

She released the lighting ball first: "It's me!"

Bertha widened her eyes in horror, and after seeing the person clearly, she said: "Senior~ I came to pick breadfruit, but I can't find the way back."

She looked pitiful with a crying voice.

Moran thought she was just playing!

The consumption of breadfruit is relatively large. The ones on the outer edge of the forest have been picked almost and have not grown yet, so they have to go deep to pick them.

She came a little late and wandered around until dark. It was normal that she couldn't see clearly and got lost.

Seeing that she had nothing in her hands, Moran said: "Let's go! I'll take you to pick, and I just need to prepare some."

The senior sister had led the way for them before, and now it was her turn to lead the junior sister.

The lighting ball illuminated the surroundings as bright as daylight, and Bertha could see the road clearly, and followed her step by step.

After walking for a while, they encountered a breadfruit tree with ripe fruits that had not been picked yet.

"Pick it! One breadfruit can provide a day's worth of nutrition. It won't go bad if stored at room temperature for seven days. Just be careful, it can only be eaten raw, not heated, or it will explode..." Moran explained the breadfruit to her in detail and let her pick it.

While the junior was picking, Moran also picked a few bunches and floated with the meat.

Bertha didn't have as much appetite as Vasida did at the beginning, so she stopped after picking two.

After being hungry for a whole day, she took a bite of the breadfruit, and then...

"Hahaha!" Moran covered her stomach: "Sorry, I really can't help it!"

The sour feeling from eating raw breadfruit was cured in an instant!

"..." Bertha was so sour that she couldn't speak.

The senior didn't say it was so sour!

Oh, by the way, the senior said that breadfruit is not delicious.

But this is not only not delicious, it is simply terrible.

She regretted why she didn't follow Anna and the others to the food collection point because she couldn't cook!

Any fruit that can be eaten raw is better than this breadfruit!

I have to eat it now no matter how sour it is, otherwise I will really starve to death.

After filling her hungry stomach, Bertha felt that her soul was sour and wrinkled:

"Senior sister! You have all learned cooking magic, right? Why are you still picking breadfruit to eat?"

If she knew how to cook, she would never touch breadfruit again.

"Breadfruit has a strong sense of fullness and can restore magic power. Sometimes eating this saves time than cooking."

Molan didn't want to say more. The breadfruit cake and bread juice must be kept secret from the freshmen. The dean has already reminded them: "It's late, let's go back!"

On the way, Bertha took the opportunity to ask many questions.

Why did she walk in the dark when she knew the light spell, when could she learn the spring spell, when would she teach cooking magic, when could she buy witch magic, etc.

Molan answered everything he could.

Bertha got the answer: "Too miserable, too miserable! I promised to learn magic well, but can't I provide food for a while?"

When she thought about having to eat breadfruit for a while, her teeth ached.

Moran felt sympathetic, but... he had no intention of helping.

Every little witch has to go through this.

Moran took Bertha back to the main road of the dormitory area with street lights before parting with her.

Bertha looked at the senior sister who was carrying meat with her with envy, and walked to her dormitory with her head turned back every few steps.

After arriving at the dormitory, Moran put down his bag, cooked with cooking magic, and opened the witch book to copy the page of "Broom Flight":

"Let me see what this flying technique is all about?"

In the required reading list, this book corresponds to the flying class at first glance.

Today she had just been to the greenhouse, where the climate had dropped a bit recently. The broom grass she had planted had obviously entered its old age stage, and its leaves had begun to turn yellow and fall off.

But last year's textbook, "Guide to the Cultivation of Broom Grass", only had information on how to cultivate broom grass, but not on how to make a broom.

There was no course on making flying brooms this year, only the course on flying.

No matter how you look at it, this missing part should be explained in this year's required reading list, "Broom Flight", which may also be the textbook for the flying course.

The first chapter of this book is actually a story!

After reading it, Moran had a bad feeling.

When Ms. Amisha said that the raw materials of flying brooms were weeds that could be found everywhere, she hadn't thought deeply about it.

But now... the first flying broom actually appeared like this!

The story says that after the magic wand was discovered, a witch explored the role of magic infection in planting, made a field, and infected various plants. As a result, all the plants died, and only an ordinary weed survived.

So she infested it every day, and finally the weeds grew, but apart from being a little bigger, they had no magical effect.

In order to avoid waste, the witch tied the grass into a broom and used it to sweep the floor at home. As a result, she found that the broom could float in the air by itself and even take her flying.

Here comes the flying technique.

The flying broom was actually a broom for sweeping the floor, so we can roughly guess what the broom taught in the next flying class will look like.