The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 53 Wand Class

Thinking about today's lesson, Amisha, dressed in black, flew even faster.

This was the most interesting class of the first week.

She walked into the alchemy classroom in a pleasant mood and looked at the little witches sitting upright.

However, they did not see the branches or sticks of different thicknesses and lengths that they had expected.

He paused, then asked, "Where are the fresh branches I asked you to prepare yesterday? Are they ready?"

"Ready!" the little witches answered in unison.

Seeing that several little witches were trying hard to suppress their laughter, Amisha knew that today's good show might have taken a turn for the worse.

She didn't show it on her face, only asking, "Where is it?"

The little witches pulled short, thin sticks from their sleeves.

The longest was only a little longer than half an arm, and the shortest was still two palms long.

They are all portable and easy to swing.

The thickness is also within a suitable range; it's not too thick to grip properly, nor too thin to break easily.

Even the forks have been trimmed.

It's as if... we already know what the fresh branches are for.

"Dean, how is it? Are we prepared well?" Vasita asked with great interest.

"You must have done quite a bit of damage to the trees in the castle garden!" Amisha asked instead of answering.

Only in the castle gardens, within the entire core area of ​​the academy, can one find so many different kinds of wood.

It goes without saying where they got the branches.

The little witches cowered in an instant.

Although they were careful not to break branches carelessly, at least twenty-seven branches of the twenty-seven little witches were damaged.

Amisha was just trying to scare them: "I'll let it go this time, but you can't just destroy the plants in the garden like that in the future."

Although there are no magical plants inside, they were all carefully selected by me for everyone to enjoy during breaks.

“Yes!” the little witches replied.

Moran, who had led the destruction of the garden, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She only thought that the castle garden was close to the west tower, and that it would be easy to take the branches there. She didn't realize that those were all Ms. Amisha's favorite things.

"Alright! Tell me, how did you find out about today's lesson?"

Disappointed at losing her entertainment, Amisha sat down in the chair on the podium.

The little witches all looked at Moran.

Amisha understood; the problem lay with this little witch.

The child seems to be in good spirits, but he looks like he hasn't slept well.

"It's the book 'Wands, Wands'!" Moran said. "On page 237, in the second paragraph, it says: 'The first wands were made by dyeing fresh twigs!'"

Last night, she was so engrossed in reading this book that the entire content was deeply imprinted in her mind, becoming a "database" that she could access at any time, just like her memories on Blue Star Planet.

“This is quite an unexpected result! But it makes sense for Moran,” Amisha said.

After all, it was her first day of class, and she was practicing diligently during the break.

"Alright! Now that you've all guessed what we're going to do in this lesson, let's begin!"

Indeed, as Moran said, the most primitive form of a wand is a fresh twig imbued with magic.

Now you have prepared fresh branches, and you too will be imbued with magic.

Try it yourself!

"Huh?" The little witches were immediately at a loss: "Dean, aren't you going to tell us something we need to pay attention to?"

Although they knew how to make it, there was absolutely no guidance. Letting them do it on their own made many of the little witches feel uneasy and lacked confidence.

"You should all gradually get used to the process of exploring and learning on your own. After all, you can't learn everything in five years at the academy."

The only things the college can teach you are the essential basic knowledge and learning methods.

Most young witches graduate from the academy as novice witches, with only a very few reaching the intermediate level.

From now on, your path in magic will depend on yourselves; you will have to study the scriptures and improve your skills independently.

Today is a great opportunity. The failure rate for wand making is extremely low. Even if it fails, I can get another twig at noon and make it again in time.

After Amisa finished speaking, she took out her tea set and began to elegantly brew tea.

The little witches knew there was no turning back.

Fortunately, I listened to Moran talk about "The Magic Wand" all morning, so I had a general idea of ​​what to do.

However, without the dean's guidance, they have to be extra careful.

They didn't ask Moran any more questions, since they already knew how to make it.

The dean is right; they should also learn to conduct independent research and learning.

One by one, they began to try it out according to their own understanding.

They basically just trim them a little before starting the magical infiltration.

Moran's progress is slower.

This is her first wand, and she wants it to be made as exquisite as possible, as she intends to use it for a long time.

After being imbued with magic, the wand becomes hard and not easily broken, so its shape must be sculpted before imbuing it with magic.

She first used the tools she had previously used to make the witch's book to peel off the outer layer of the green sandalwood stick in her hand.

Then carefully grind and polish the stick.

She spent a lot of time on the handle, not only carving dense cloud patterns to prevent slipping, but also engraving her name in witch script.

Even the end of the handle has a cutout, leaving a place for a gemstone inlay.

Once she learns alchemical magic, she can make some minor modifications to the wand.

After everything was prepared, Moran brushed a thin layer of olive oil on it.

The staff immediately became shiny.

Only then did she begin to imbue the wand with her power.

At first, the infiltration was relatively weak. Only after the entire staff was covered with a thin layer of light under the energy field did she begin to increase the intensity.

In fact, the fact that the wand is tinged with a faint light means that the infusion was successful and it has become a wand that can control and stabilize the output of magic power.

However, the longer it is used, the higher the compatibility between the wand and its owner becomes.

This process can also be accelerated by magical contamination.

At lunchtime, Ms. Amisa got up and stepped down from the podium, walked around among the little witches, and announced that all the little witches had succeeded.

A cheer erupted in the classroom.

"Great! I can't believe it, it really worked!"

"No one guided me, I didn't even watch how others did it!"

"We managed to do it based on just a few words Moran mentioned this morning! Isn't that amazing!"

This was the first time they had made a magical item on their own without any guidance.

I succeeded on my first try, and the sense of accomplishment was unparalleled. I also felt more confident than before.

If they encounter a situation where they need to try things independently again, they will no longer be timid or hesitant.

Amisha nodded in satisfaction: "get out of class dismissed!"

Although the lesson wasn't exactly entertaining, the little witches gained a lot, which can be considered a kind of fulfillment.

(End of this chapter)