The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

As Moran's magic was infused, milky white mist began to swirl inside the transparent crystal ball.

The mist swirled and coiled like a living thing, and after about fifteen minutes, it finally condensed into a clear human figure—a lively little witch with dark green curly hair carefully braided into two pretty little braids and azure eyes like the purest gemstones.

Vasita's eyes widened, her gaze shifting back and forth between the crystal ball and the crib.

She covered her mouth tightly, afraid of disturbing Moran's prophetic magic, but her heart was already in turmoil: "It's Flora after she grew up!"

The little bundle of flesh that babbled in the crib has grown up to be so lively and energetic!

Lilith's gaze was firmly drawn to the ancient books floating in front of the girl.

That large book, radiating a faint magical glow, was none other than the familiar "Book of the Witches," a clone of itself.

In the scene, Flora solemnly places her palm on the page of the book, and soon a yellowed parchment gracefully emerges from between the pages—this is the scene of the talent test at the entrance ceremony of the Witch Academy.

The witches present were very familiar with this process; they had used the same method to conduct talent tests during their own entrance ceremonies!
"Did it succeed?" Sylph's heart sank.

According to Moran's previous deductions, the fact that the prophecy was successfully fulfilled itself means that Flora is very likely not a witch.

Moran remained outwardly calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

However, she calmly maintained the prophecy spell, just in case this time it was an exception and she was lucky. She wouldn't give up until there was a definite result.

Moran's gaze was fixed on the parchment in the girl's hand, and he kept repeating to himself, "Let me see the test results! Let me see the test results!"

As if sensing her obsession, the angle of the image inside the crystal ball began to subtly shift, gradually turning towards Flora's back.

Finally, the contents of that crucial parchment gradually appeared in the prophetic images.

【Flora】

[13 years old]

[Elemental Magic Talent: No Limit]

Alchemy talent: Unlimited

[Healing Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Blessing Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Curse Magic Talent: Unlimited]

[Prophecy Magic Talent: Unlimited]

[Summoning Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Spatial Magic Talent: No Limit]

[Mind Magic Talent: Unlimited]

Necromantic talent: No upper limit

……

(Talent caps from lowest to highest are: Apprentice, Low, Intermediate, High, Peak, Super Peak, No cap)

The series of unlimited possibilities delighted Moran, causing a slight fluctuation in his magic power, and the prophetic image quickly became blurred.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly tried to calm herself down. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough that the prophecy was not interrupted, and the image in the crystal ball became clear again.

[Unlimited magical talent across all elements, consistent with the characteristics of a witch, confirmed as a witch]

"That's wonderful!" Upon seeing these words, Sylph couldn't help but cheer softly, her emerald eyes brimming with joy.

Vasita then excitedly hugged Lilith.

Only Moran, who was still staring at the parchment, suddenly froze.

The test information recorded on the parchment showed an unexpected change. [Magic Test in Progress]

Test failed.

[Talent Manifestation in progress]

[Summoning failed]

"How can someone have unlimited magical talent across all elements, yet lack magical power and a materialized manifestation of that talent?"

Moran's joy vanished, and he almost lost control of the prophecy magic.

Moran felt a slight sense of relief only after seeing the last few lines of text.

[No magic power, no material manifestation of talent, does not conform to the characteristics of the first witch]

[Magic power fluctuation detected. Magic power test initiated.]

[Magic power test in progress]

[Test successful]

[Magic Power: 488 Mana]

[With unlimited magical talent across all elements and an initial magical power exceeding 100 Mana, she meets the characteristics of a second-generation witch and is confirmed as a second-generation witch.]

Moran did not end the prophecy until he saw the last line of text on the parchment appear. He then used the prophecy playback function of the prophecy crystal ball to repeatedly play the prophecy scene that presented the contents of the parchment.

After their initial surprise, Sylph, Vasita, and Lilith wanted to see what Flora's talent manifested. When they looked at the prophecy on the crystal ball again, they saw the alarming test anomalies.

In an instant, my mood plummeted, just like when a flying broom suddenly goes out of control.

"How could the magic test fail?" Vasita stared in confusion at the frozen image in the crystal ball, as if trying to find the answer in the words.

Lilith frowned deeply: "How can there be no talent manifestation? Every witch should have a unique talent manifestation!"

Sylph stared at the words "does not conform to the characteristics of the first witch," her eyes flashing with a light of doubt and uncertainty: "What do you mean by the first witch?"

She instinctively sought an answer from Moran, the most knowledgeable among them: "Moran, have you ever heard of the term 'the First Witch'?"

Moran shook her head. She was certain she had never seen the word in any existing witchcraft texts, but looking at it, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Huh? Why are they testing my magic power again?" Vasita pointed to the text that appeared behind her, and Lilith and Sylph were immediately drawn to the content.

Lilith leaned closer to the crystal ball: "Your initial magic power is quite high! Over four hundred, much stronger than the average little witch!"

She tried to ease the tension with a lighthearted tone, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her inner unease.

"The Second Generation Witch? What's that?" Sylph noticed the last line of text: "This is so strange, what on earth happened in the future?"

Moran's expression became subtle again, and a strange sense of familiarity returned. "Second-generation witch"—the term also felt quite familiar to her…

But after searching through my memory, I couldn't find anything about those two words.

It wasn't in her memory, yet it felt strangely familiar... What could it be?

Moran racked his brains but couldn't come up with an answer, and even began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his memory.

"Could it be that the memory about the Abyss that I deleted before still has a negative impact on me? Is my memory distorted?"

She went through her memories again, and was even more puzzled: "The memories are all quite coherent and normal!"

She told Sylph, Vasita, and Lilith about her feelings, but they couldn't explain it either.

"Could it be my imagination?" Vasita said. "How could there be anything about witches that the four of us don't know?" (End of Chapter)