The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 200 You call this just skin and fur?

Moran's character card magic slots have also gained eighteen more spells, each of which is at the apprentice level.

Now he has learned all eighteen spells.

It all came down to the accumulation of knowledge from looking at picture books beforehand, as well as the various magical picture images memorized in my mind.

It seems unbelievable, but in reality, there's a huge difference between learning something and learning it well!

If it were any other little witch who understood the spellcasting instructions, she could cast the spell successfully in no time.

Compared to simply learning a spell, raising your spell level is both more important and more difficult.

She can't even call herself an "entry-level" in the book "Practical Apprentice Witch's Magic Book" anymore; she can only say she knows a little bit of the basics.

The next day, when I flew to the castle, I met my senior, and she said the same thing.

"Fur? You call this fur?"

Lilith, riding her broomstick with a mouthful of wind, still spoke through gritted teeth:

Do you know how shocked and helpless I felt last night when I was looking at the character cards before going to bed and saw the words "No data displayed" disappear after a new magic red progress bar every few minutes?
Eighteen spells! The data for a full eighteen spells appeared out of nowhere within an hour.

"The progress bar is still red, isn't it? Compared to you, senior, I'm still far behind!" Moran said.

The senior student reminded her that the presence and disappearance of the "No data displayed" indicator after the {character card} progress bar revealed that she had learned magic.

It's one thing for the little witch from the same academy, but for {character cards} sold to other people, this label needs to be removed.

Regardless of whether she has learned it or not, any progress that is insufficient should be marked in red and should not be marked separately.

“You’re still far from it now, but that might not be the case in the future,” Lilith said. “What if one night I check again and all eighteen magic progress bars are green?”

"How could that be! Learning and mastering are two different things!" Moran said. "Last night I only tried casting a spell once. My casting speed, concentration, mana consumption, magical effects, and magical level were not even at the beginner level."

"You understand the spellcasting instructions, so you can too."

Lilith turned to Sylph and Vasita and asked, "Can you clearly articulate the spellcasting commands for all eighteen spells at once?"

Sylph and Vasita both shook their heads.

They felt much the same way as Lilith right now: Moran was terrifying! Eighteen spells in one night!

She learned all the magic required for a course in one night—no, in one hour.

“If you see the final effect of the magic, your instructions will become clear very quickly,” Moran said.

Three pairs of resentful witch eyes stared at her: "Moran, not every witch's eyes are like yours, comparable to a picture projector! Even if there is a demonstration effect, it still takes time to memorize and refine it."

Moran coughed awkwardly, "Everyone, stop looking at me and look ahead. Don't fly off course and cause a flight accident, which will make us late for the next class!"

Thank you again, Blue Star! Blue Star's memories are the most precious gift Blue Star has given her.

Speaking of classes, Lilith became even more annoyed: "Did you even have math classes this year?"

“Yes!” Sylph said, “Basic Mathematics, we have this class for the whole Wednesday morning!”

"Good heavens, our math class is twice as long as yours! One long class each on Monday and Wednesday, and the textbook is 'Basic Math 1-2'!"

Lilith recalled Monday morning's math class and the workbook assignments afterward, her eyes flashing with sharp glares as she glared at Moran.

"Is math class difficult?" Vasita asked. "Is the homework easy?"

Lilith was hit twice more in the heart: "Good luck to you, my dear junior sisters!" The math from Earth is so advanced that even the smartest witch can't handle it. She can understand it when she's learning it, but she's useless when she's doing the problems.

However, I'll let the female students experience it for themselves; I won't reveal it beforehand.

Sylph and Vasita are now senior students, and they have a thorough understanding of the psychology of senior students.

Vasita: "Why do I have a bad feeling?"

Sylph: "Me too! Did you preview the math textbook before class?"

Vasida: "I previewed it, but I fell asleep while reading it and didn't understand it."

Sylph: "Me too... Oh right, ask Moran!"

Turning their heads, they saw that Moran, who had been only two meters away from them just moments before, was no longer beside them.

A small black ball appeared ahead; even Senior Lilith hadn't run that far yet!
"Why is Moran running? Riding so fast, the wind must be so uncomfortable!"

"Math can't really be that hard, can it?"

They both sped up a bit.

Mo Lan, who flew wildly and secretly shook off her companions, said that she really wasn't feeling guilty.

She just wanted to avoid the little witches who were just starting to learn math and weren't quite used to it yet.

The little witch, who is used to counting and calculating, will need some time to change her mindset and learn the simplified arithmetic operations of addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, and percentages from the math textbook.

She planned to attend the first class today, then apply to the dean that she wouldn't attend that class.

She wrote all the textbooks, so there's really nothing for her to learn in this lesson.

This time is perfect for reading other books or practicing magic.

Now that she has learned more and more magic, she needs more time to practice in order to ensure that her magic level steadily improves.

She also had to continue reading picture books; for her, picture books were several times more effective than regular books.

Since I couldn't copy the picture books down to take with me, I could only try my best to read them and memorize them.

In the theory classroom on the first floor, Moran sat in her usual spot in the middle of the first row.

No sooner had she sat down than Sylph and Vasita followed her in.

The two men blocked her way, one on each side: "Mo Lan, why are you running so fast? Is your math class really that hard?"

"Not difficult! There are only three books in total for 'Basic Mathematics'. The first book is for human children aged six to nine on Earth, the second book is for children aged nine to twelve on Earth, and the third book is for children aged twelve to fifteen. It has been adapted into a witch version and a lot of content has been cut, so the difficulty has been reduced. It should be no problem!"

Moran said earnestly, "It might be a little difficult at first, but it will get much better once you get the hang of it!"

It's just applied mathematics anyway.

"Really?" Sylph and Vasita were still somewhat skeptical.

"Of course! Don't let temporary difficulties defeat you. You'll definitely thank this course after you graduate!" Moran said. "At least you won't get ripped off when buying things! And making money will be easier too."

She even incorporated some marketing case studies into the word problems in the workbook!
Sylph and Vasita, half-believing and half-doubting, let her go for the time being.

The main reason is that Ms. Amisha has arrived, and math class is about to begin.