When the bell rang, Professor Anemone clapped his hands.
"You all did a great job."
She was very satisfied with her performance today, as well as the presence of that legendary king. In fact, the historical magic taught in this lesson also had conditions for being achieved.
First, familiarize yourself with the historical chapters corresponding to the treasure you want to summon, and then summarize and write a descriptive text about the treasure.
Origin, function, appearance, the more detailed the better.
Secondly, one must awaken the Finger Magic and open the hole between the mind and reality in order to interfere with reality and turn the virtual into the real.
The purpose of this lesson is to familiarize everyone with the treasure they want to summon and cultivate a sense of longing.
When she revealed this fact about her past as the head of magical history, they all forced themselves to read attentively during the subsequent reading session, but in reality, they were all quite distracted.
Magic originates from emotion. If the truth is already known, the heart will take failure for granted and will not be tempered.
Today, because of His Majesty's presence, everyone is eager to demonstrate their success in front of him.
Even though she said it was just to get used to things in advance, they were all holding their breath.
But she still didn't believe anyone could succeed.
In fact, the praise she just gave was the prelude to her announcing the end of the class.
However, in this classroom, there is a true reader.
The readers who truly know all the fairy tales by heart and have awakened the Finger Magic.
"I got it!" Sophie's fingers glowed as she inserted them into the book, and a worn, foggy the Fire-Box appeared in her hand.
She gently wiped it, and a huge dog, as tall as a person and as if cast in bronze, appeared out of thin air in front of her.
Its eyes are the size of a teacup.
It said, "My master, what are your orders?"
Sophie was very pleased with herself, but she still didn't forget to test the dog's abilities. "Bring me the pillow from my bedroom."
Then, with a "whoosh," the dog disappeared.
No one, including the professor, spoke; they, like Sophie, held their breath, anticipating what would happen next.
A moment later, there was another "shh" sound, and the dog returned with a pillow in its mouth.
"Well done, doggy." Sophie took the pillow. Its surface was perfectly dry, without a single bite mark.
As she finished speaking, the Fire-Box shattered, turning into Dotty Jin Guang. The dog did the same.
Then, Professor Anemone led everyone in applause.
She knew all too well how remarkable this was. Historical magic, for a beginner, a mediocre talent with insufficient magical power, could at most summon ordinary, non-magical items.
For example, a teapot, a piece of clothing.
As for items like the Fire-Box, which possess magical powers and are considered treasures, even near graduation, very few students can successfully summon them.
And now, Sophie has done it.
"How... how did you do that?" Professor Anemone asked, his voice trembling with excitement.
"The story is calling me." Sophie frowned. "It's not that I summoned it, but that it's summoning me?"
Professor Anemone nodded. "Yes, it is the story that chooses the reader, not the other way around!"
"Everyone, remember this. Sophie, this book belongs to you from now on."
"You must remember that for those who have mastered the magic of history, storybooks are their scabbards."
"Alright, get out of class dismissed!"
Basil frowned as she watched Professor Anemone's retreating figure; she had already walked out of the classroom.
He felt cheated, cheated on by this despicable Professor Anemone.
Apart from Sophie, no one took anything out of the storybook until the end of class.
He did indeed sense the magical power of that emotion, and his hands reacted to the story.
But that reaction was more like someone who felt uncomfortable while sleeping and turned over.
His intuition told him that unless he underwent Piercing Ceremony, the magic within him would not awaken and allow him to resonate with the story.
However, others were unaware of this.
So for the next two days, all the princes and princesses began to hold a book and mutter to themselves.
This also includes Madison, who, despite not possessing the magic of Sophie's world, held "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" in Sophie's absence, hoping to pull the Elder Wand from it.
But when it comes to sheer craziness, it's the school students.
Some even use books as pillows. Take Tedros, for example.
Even in survival class, they were like that.
Although they had all changed into more athletic clothing that would allow them to move around more easily in the woods, each of them still carried a book.
The teacher for the survival class was a Gnome.
He was very tall, and his clothes seemed to be made of tree bark and moss. His beard and spiky hair were green, and he had pointed ears and white skin.
His appearance was absolutely explosive.
He was hiding inside a tree, and when he opened his mouth to speak, you might think the tree had grown eyes and a mouth.
He was pulled from the tree by an explosion, emerging from the smoke and dust.
He appeared before everyone, leaning on an unpolished wooden cane.
"I am Yuba, a forest survival expert, Gnome from the Blue Forest."
"Welcome, students, please gather here."
"I need you to register so I know who survived and who didn't."
"You're joking!" said Gregor Chaming, son of the Prince on the White Horse.
Thanks to the reforms at the Hall of Virtue, he no longer felt the pressure of Transfiguration by failing a course, and he became much more cheerful.
He even planned to escape his princely status after graduation and open a general store.
Of course, he doesn't sell meat; he can't stand seeing blood.
Now, Yuba's words made him tremble.
However, the next second Yuba burst into laughter.
"Haha, that's a joke, Gnome humor!"
"You've come at a good time."
"It's a real shame, though, as the original Blue Forest prepared all sorts of dangers for the students."
"With King Arthur by your side, you won't have to worry about getting hurt."
"Of course, I'm not bad either. I've lived here for hundreds of years and have never died once. At least, not once in my memory."
"I could have taught you some forest survival skills."
"Without forest survival skills, no adventure can be undertaken."
He looked very disappointed when he said this.
But the next second his eyes seemed to light up, and he saw Basil.
"Of course, Your Majesty is not included here," Yuba said respectfully, bowing to Basil.
Basil was already used to this. Apart from Beatrix, who was lusting after his body, all the students and teachers at the Hall of Virtue were now treating him with the utmost respect.
Even Agatha was like that, though Basil probably thought her deference was more like that of a daughter-in-law to her father-in-law.
In the current timeline, since Sophie isn't targeting Tedros, Agatha and Tedros's relationship has advanced by leaps and bounds.
They're just one step away from becoming boyfriend and girlfriend.
Basil glanced at Agatha and Tedros, who were secretly looking at each other.
He then looked at their professor, whose bow seemed to have an unspoken meaning. "What's the Blue Forest like now? It used to be very dangerous at night, and the [Story Judgment] was also taking place there."
Yuba replied, "The Blue Forest is a very special forest. Good and evil are intertwined. In the past, even during the day, the beautiful pansies would bite. The harmless scarecrow could turn into a terrifying grim reaper after seeing blood."
"But now it's different; the dangers of the Blue Forest during the day have completely disappeared."
"Even if you take off all your clothes, you can run barefoot inside with your eyes closed and won't get hurt."
"It only returns to its original appearance near dusk."
"This is just right—"
"What do you mean by 'old appearance'?" Gregor swallowed hard.
Because, in a little while, it will be dusk.
Their professor Yuba, remained under the big tree, showing no desire whatsoever to lead them to the entrance to the Blue Forest —the red gate.
Yu Ba laughed Yuba, "It means exactly what you think, kid!"
"Since His Majesty is present, there is no security risk."
"So, we might as well set off an hour later."
"That is, dusk."
"What do you say, Your Majesty?"
Everyone looked at Basil. But apart from Gregor, everyone else was clearly more looking forward to the Blue Forest at dusk.
Basil is not someone who can be morally blackmailed.
He asked casually, "The reason?"
Yuba became serious. "I hope they remember that the most powerful evil can disguise itself as good."
He seemed to be referring to something specific.
Basil narrowed his eyes. "Alright, I agree."
On the public chat, Sophie asked, "Does he know that Principal Ryan is Raphael?"
Basil: "He has lived for hundreds of years, perhaps even longer than Raphael."
"And he's lying. His statement, 'I've lived here for hundreds of years and have never died once. At least, not once in my memory,'..."
Sophie: "He died? And he has memories of it?"
Basil: "I have a unique sensitivity to plants. And I sensed the same thing in this Yuba who calls himself Gnome."
"Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him a tree spirit. Raphael once killed him, but his unique life form caused him to grow back from the ground."
Sophie: "Then he pretended to be crazy and acted like he had lost his memory."
Madison: "I think I understand now. You have class in the Blue Forest."
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Beatrix was dressed in a fitted outfit, which accentuated her shapely figure. Perhaps because of love, her talent known as "Radiant Beauty" began to awaken.
Her skin, even the tips of her hair, seemed to glow. But this did not cause visual pollution.
On the contrary, it is incredibly natural, elegant, and captivating.
Like a ray of sunlight breaking through a ghostly valley and scattering Dadi, it is like an elf.
Aside from her physical appearance, her body has always been in peak condition.
They had now walked several hundred meters into the beautiful Blue Forest. At dusk, the ground of the Blue Forest was no longer covered with the soft, muddy soil that Yuba had described as impervious to injury even when barefoot and with eyes closed. It had become hard and steep, covered with treacherous vines.
The surrounding trees also began to tremble slightly, as if they were ready to launch an attack at any moment.
Therefore, walking these few hundred meters is more tiring than walking several kilometers.
Apart from Sophie and Agatha, the other princesses were all a little out of breath.
Even Gregor, the prince, was slightly sweating.
But Beatrix acted as if nothing was wrong; her tired gestures were all lies, a way to get forward by relying on Basil.
Basil indeed possesses an extraordinary control over plants. Even when their habits change at dusk, and they become predatory predators that actively hunt, they still submit willingly to the presence of a king and detour around him.
But noticing Beatrix's unusual behavior, he deliberately stopped the stumbling vines he was about to avoid in Beatrix's path.
However, as Yuba explained the dangerous habits of each plant, they were already heading back. Even when Tedros was slightly out of breath, Beatrix was still maintaining peak physical strength.
"So, the effect of [Radiant Beauty] is that it maintains peak beauty and also includes physical condition within the beauty?" Thinking this, Basil activated Beatrix's Knight card.
The barely perceptible fatigue vanished instantly.
"It seems this isn't entirely without merit." Basil's eyes lit up.
He could have chosen to use physical strength to propel the magic of the Harry world with his fist.
He was already strong and healthy because of the [Dragon Blood of Red Dragon], and he could also maintain his stamina at its peak by relying on [Radiant Complexion].
The magic in the Harry world cannot be consumed.
Driven by the magic of [Radiant Glow], choose it.
Consuming magic to restore stamina, and using stamina to power magic—isn't that Perpetual Motion Machine?
The next day.
That is, Friday.
The princes have no classes today.
The princesses, on the other hand, participate in an animal companion class led by the dean of the Hall of Virtue, Dovi.
In fairy tales, princesses always receive help from small animals.
In the original movie, these animals with strange abilities were actually students who failed their exams.
This can also be considered a way to make use of waste.
And now, they are all free.
Basil was very curious whether the animals that helped the princesses now still possessed any magical powers.
Madison was curious too. What girl hasn't dreamed of being a princess when she was little?
Therefore, even though neither of them is present at the scene.
Sophie still started the live stream.
Under the bright sun, they sat on the lawn, facing the mirror-like lake. The Professor Duowei had changed into a gradient blue dress and was wearing a purple robe.
She was preaching the difference between good and evil. "Of course we don't hate, the villains hate, the heroes love. The villains attack, the heroes defend."
"The righteous never attack first; all we need to do is defend. If the righteous attack first, they are not the righteous."
In the public chat.
Madison: "What nonsense is she talking about?"
Sophie: "These are the rules. In the original story, I used these rules to reverse good and evil, thus gaining both Blood Magic and beauty."
Basil: "This is an ironclad rule set by Raphael using his authority as principal."
"I only realized this after I started studying at this school myself. These professors are all very powerful. If they join forces, they would be a threat to Raphael as well."
"So he set a rule that made the professors, who were almost one with the rules and thus immortal, unable to violate the rules themselves, actively seek out Raphael's whereabouts, and attack him. After all, the good can only fight back."
"And the wicked are his followers, led by Professor Laeso, who is utterly loyal to him."
The class continued.
"Ladies, as I said, evil has many weapons."
"But we have animals."
"Terrestrial animals, aquatic animals."
"You've come at a good time. You can learn the real magic of befriending and raising animals."
"Instead of simply relying on animals. This worked before because students who failed their courses were transformed into animals with all sorts of amazing talents."