The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 52 Wands and Magic Wands
The wizard's hunt did not defeat the witch; instead, it inspired her by the wizard's magical knowledge.

Alchemy magic was developed by witches after observing the magical items created by sorcerers through alchemy.

From then on, witches also began to arm themselves with magical items made by alchemy.

The emergence of alchemical magic also brought new changes to wands.

Wands are no longer just beginner sticks or wands to help witches cast spells steadily; more and more enhanced forms have appeared.

For example, melee wands with spiked blades, and amplification wands inlaid with magic gems.

Wands, originally intended for beginners, have become magical items that witches can use throughout their lives.

However it may change, all wands start from a stick.

After finishing "The Magic Wand," Moran was still eager for more.

Immersed in the historical stories in the book, my heart remained unsettled for a long time.

The creation of the wand was accidental and its development was full of twists and turns, but it was a beautiful flower that bloomed in a terrible environment, and it was a turning point for witches to begin to take control of their abilities.

One witch after another contributed to the development of the wand.

Unlike the church and later sorcerers and other extraordinary beings, they never monopolized knowledge or deprived the weak of their path to advancement in order to secure their own status.

Every witch would share her research findings with her fellow witches when she encountered them.

This is the reason why witches' survival abilities are constantly increasing.

Moran felt genuinely fortunate and proud to be part of the witch community.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

The castle bells rang six times.

Moran looked out the window in shock: "It's already six o'clock?"

Only then did she realize that her eyes were a little sore.

"Oh no, oh no!" Moran quickly checked the magic bar on his character card.

[Magic Power: 989/989 Mana]

The magic is truly overflowing!
When she stopped making cards last night, she had 356 Mana Magic left.

This morning, the new day's card income arrived in my account, totaling 613 Mana.

Based on the magical power before midnight last night, it should be able to naturally recover 89 Mana in the six hours from early this morning until now.

That adds up to 1058 Mana Magic!
A full 69 manas of magic that could naturally regenerate was lost!
Moran was heartbroken.

She quickly added 207 Mana to the Purple Gem in the Book of Cards, leaving an empty slot.

We can't waste the remaining 18 hours of natural healing magic today.

I need to check it again tonight; I might have extra magic tomorrow, so I can add it to the Book of Cards!
Even if it can't be used for casting spells, it can at least be used for making cards!

The losses were so great that Moran was listless when she went out in the morning.

Of course, there were also some aftereffects from staying up all night reading last night.

"Mo Lan, what's wrong?"

Vasita asked worriedly.

Moran's dark circles were comparable to those of her zombie, and her expression was even more gloomy than a zombie's, completely unlike her previous energetic self.

"Sigh!" Moran sighed dejectedly, "Don't even mention it. I was so engrossed in reading last night that I forgot to charge my magic into the Book of Cards beforehand, wasting a whole 69 mana of magic!" This was worse than death for her.

"Take it easy, your mana can be restored! And since your cards are so popular, you'll earn that mana back quickly."

Vasita comforted her, "Think of the good things! Maybe we'll learn wand making today! Soon we'll be able to learn magic!"

"Today we're definitely going to learn how to make wands," Moran said as they walked. "The most basic wands are just branches and sticks that have been magically imbued with magic."

Upon hearing this, Sylph, who had just left the courtyard and joined them, asked curiously, "Moran, how did you know?"

"From the book 'Wands, Wands'." Speaking of the book, Moran's eyes lit up again: "Let me tell you, this book is incredibly well-written! You absolutely have to read it!"

"You didn't sleep all night, just reading this book?" Vasita said.

"Hmm! I didn't originally intend to stay up all night, but I just lost track of time. If I hadn't suddenly heard the castle bells ringing, I would have thought that not much time had passed! Otherwise, I wouldn't have forgotten to transfer my magic in advance."

Thinking of the 69 Mana magic, Moran felt heartache again.

"What's this book about? Why are you so engrossed in it? Is it about wand making?" Sylph asked.

"This book is a popular science history book about magic wands..."

Moran couldn't help but start talking.

Today, the first-grade witches made a pact to go to the castle garden to cut tree branches together, and they set off together from the dormitory area.

Along the way, the little witches gathered around Moran, listening to her tell stories from "The Magic Wand".

From the foot of the mountain to the summit, Moran spoke passionately the whole way, and when they reached the top, she strongly recommended it:
"What I've given you is just a summary; many details are missing. You absolutely must read this book; you won't be disappointed. The witches of the past are truly inspiring."

However, it's best not to watch it at night; you might accidentally stay up all night like I did.

The little witches had already been intrigued by her account of the history of the "witch's stick".

Many expressed that after adding a few blank pages to the Book of Witches, they would copy the book down.

Moran was in high spirits after successfully promoting the product: "Let's go! Let's find some firewood!"

“Since the wand is made by dyeing fresh twigs, do we not need to prepare so many twigs of different thicknesses and lengths? Can we just pick one that fits our hand?” Vasita asked.

“That’s right!” Moran said.

“Yesterday I asked several senior students about the purpose of fresh branches, and they all gave the same answer as the dean, unwilling to tell us. Now it’s great, we know without them!” Ais said.

“I bet the upperclassmen fell into the trap the dean set, bringing unsuitable branches or sticks to class, making unsuitable wands, and then having to start all over again!” Moran said.

She suspected that the wand-making was scheduled for Friday because there was a weekend to allow the little witch to remake a suitable wand.

"Haha! Let's all choose suitable branches. The dean and the senior students will have very interesting expressions!"

Shh! A senior is coming!

……

The little witches kept their shared secret and sneaked into the castle garden.

The garden was quiet in the morning, with no little witches around, which made it easy for them to move around.

The garden wasn't large, but it had a variety of plants. The first-grade witches wandered around, chose a tree they liked, broke off a branch, roughly trimmed it, waved it around in their hands, and only stopped when they felt comfortable with it.

Moran chose a green sandalwood branch. It smelled faintly of sandalwood, was about the length of her forearm, and weighed just right. She liked it very much.

(End of this chapter)