Jiang Han studied the spells for a while, took careful notes, and waited for her younger sister to come home.
Miss Zhenling wore a short robe, black tights, and a short black skirt set with fake red roses.
"Good evening, Zhenling." Jiang Han greeted her cheerfully.
Her sister nodded, her gaze lingering on the notebook on the table before shifting to the transparent garment bag containing pajamas and socks.
"Did the shopping go smoothly? I waited until seven. When you still weren't back, I arranged to play squash with some friends."
She continued in an orderly manner:
"And since I saw you were out buying clothes, I threw out some of your old socks too, as well as some underwear—don't look at me like that. They were all in your dirty laundry basket."
Jiang Han pursed her lips, brushed the hair by her ear, and said displeasedly:
"Tell me next time."
When the new came in, the old could crawl the hell away... It sounded awful, but that was reality! Humans all loved the new and loathed the old; witches were the same... Jiang Han promptly tossed the matter aside, then took out the positive-energy magic liquid she had bought with a radiant smile.
"I bought this for you and Cuoyu. After drinking it, you'll be full of energy. Haven't you two been staying up late lately? This can perfectly replenish your stamina and energy!"
Zhenling tilted her head and accepted the test-tube bottle of positive-energy magic liquid, raising it to inspect it. She turned to her sister with a faint smile and said reservedly:
"Thank you. This seems to be partially liquefied angel halo, doesn't it?"
As a witch who held the title of exemplary student, she recognized many things, including angelic products that had only appeared in biology