The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 189 Broom Flight
Upon entering the second-grade library, the little witches were stunned by the sight of several times more books than the first-grade library.

After reviewing the book list last night, my last glimmer of hope was completely shattered. This year is definitely not going to be any easier.

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

Witches do not share the same joys and sorrows.

The other little witches copied books from the book list, while Moran started copying directly from the first bookshelf.

While the other little witches finished copying and left, Moran continued her work.

She didn't stop until all the books in the second-grade library were copied into her witch's book.

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

It wasn't easy for her to come to the castle, so she went to the library, looked at picture books for a while, and didn't come down the mountain until evening.

I went to the greenhouse to soak up some broom grass, then picked up some meat from the food distribution point, checked on the crops in the farmland, and finally took a shortcut back to the dormitory through the breadfruit grove.

"what!"

In the pitch-black depths of the forest, a scream suddenly rang out, startling Moran so much that her floating body almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, her recently fused vampire darkvision ability was beginning to show results, so she wasn't maintaining the light spell at the same time.

Otherwise, this lump of meat would definitely have a close encounter with the earth.

Coming to her senses, she remembered that she was in Valen, where magic could be used to fight ghosts.

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

Could it be that a first-grader witch ran into the breadfruit grove to play late at night?
Judging from the sound, it's quite deep inside.

Moran walked toward the sound and saw a little witch circling around a few trees in the distance.

"What are you doing?" Moran asked curiously.

"Ah!" Another scream rang out.

Moran tilted her head back in surprise: "???"

She released the luminous orb first: "It's me!"

Bertha stared wide-eyed in horror, then, after recognizing the person, exclaimed, "Senior~ I came to pick breadfruit, but I can't find my way back!"

With a sob in her voice, she looked quite pitiful.

Moran thought she was just playing around!

The demand for breadfruit is quite high; the ones on the outer edges of the forest have been almost completely picked and haven't grown back yet, so we have to go deeper into the forest to pick them.

She arrived a little late and wandered around until dark, so it's normal that she got lost because she couldn't see clearly.

Seeing that her hands were empty, Moran said, "Let's go! I'll take you to pick some; I also need to prepare some."

The senior students had once guided them, and now it was her turn to guide the junior students.

The illumination orb made the surroundings as bright as day, and Bertha could see the way clearly, following closely beside her.

After walking for a while, they came across a breadfruit tree with ripe fruit that had not yet been picked.

"Go ahead and pick some! One breadfruit can provide a day's worth of nutrition. It can be stored at room temperature for seven days without spoiling. Just be careful, it can only be eaten raw, not heated, or it will burst open..." Moran explained the details of the breadfruit to her and then let her go pick some.

While her junior was picking the meat, Moran also picked a few skewers and floated with the meat using a levitation spell.

Bertha didn't have as big an appetite as Vasita did back then; she picked two and then stopped.

Having been hungry all day, she picked a breadfruit and took a big bite, and then...

"Hahaha!" Moran clutched her stomach. "Sorry, I just couldn't hold it in!"

The toothache from biting into raw breadfruit back then was instantly cured! "..." Bertha was too sore to speak.

My senior didn't say it was this sour!

Oh right, my senior once said that breadfruit doesn't taste good.

But it's not just bad, it's horribly awful.

She regretted it. Why didn't she go with Anna and the others to the ingredient distribution center just because she didn't know how to cook?
Even eating some fruit that you can eat raw is better than this breadfruit!

I have to eat it now, no matter how sour it is, or I'll really starve to death.

With her rumbling stomach filled, Bertha felt her very soul aching and twisting in pain.

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

If she learns to cook, she'll never touch breadfruit again, even if you beat her to death.

"Breadfruit is very filling and can restore magical power. Sometimes eating it saves time compared to cooking."

Moran didn't want to say more; the matter of the bread, fruit cake, and juice had to be kept secret from the new students, as the dean had already instructed them: "It's getting late, let's go back!"

On the way, Bertha seized the opportunity to ask many more questions.

Why is she walking in the dark even though she knows light magic? When can she learn the Clear Spring spell? When will she teach cooking magic? When can she buy witch magic?

Moran answered all the questions he could.

Upon receiving the answer, Bertha exclaimed, "This is terrible! This is terrible! I promise to study magic diligently, can't you at least provide me with food for a little longer?"

Her teeth ached at the thought of having to eat breadfruit for a while longer.

Moran felt deep sympathy, but... had no intention of helping.

Every little witch has to go through this.

Moran led Bertha back to the main road in the dormitory area, where there were streetlights, before parting ways with her.

Bertha looked enviously at her senior who was carrying a slab of meat back home, and walked back to her dormitory, turning back every few steps.

After arriving at her dormitory, Moran put down her satchel and, while cooking with her culinary magic, opened the witch's book to copy the page on "Broom Flight":

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

Among the required readings, this book is clearly meant for flight lessons.

She had just visited the greenhouse today. The temperature inside had dropped a bit recently, and the broom grass she had planted was clearly old; its leaves were turning yellow and falling off.

However, last year's textbook, "Guide to Cultivating Broom Grass," only covered how to cultivate broom grass, without explaining how to make brooms.

There is no course on making flying brooms this year, only a course on flying techniques.

From any perspective, this missing part should be explained in this year's required reading list, which may also be the textbook for flight lessons, "Broom Flight".

The very first chapter of this book is actually a story!

After reading it, Moran had a bad feeling.

When Ms. Amisa said that the raw material for flying brooms was just weeds that could be found everywhere, she hadn't thought much about it.

But now... this is how the first flying broomstick actually appeared!
The story says that after the magic wand was discovered, a witch explored the effects of magical contamination on agriculture. She created a field and contaminated various kinds of plants, but all the plants died except for one ordinary weed that survived.

So she kept planting it every day, and eventually the weeds grew, but apart from being bigger, they didn't have any magical effects.

To avoid wasting it, the witch tied the grass into a broom and used it to sweep the floor at home. She discovered that the broom could float in the air and even carry her flying.

Here comes the art of flight.

Since the flying broom was originally just a broom for sweeping the floor, we can roughly guess what kind of broom they will teach us to make in the next flying lesson.