"I didn't like The Mage Tower's Fall that much. Jack and Rose's romance bored me; only the Rat Tide was exciting. I didn't like Betar's Redemption much either. Being locked up in prison didn't look so bad, so why did he want to leave? But I loved Annan Potter and the Magic Stone. That was the kind of mage I'd always dreamed of becoming! Thanks to the Champion Sorcerer, he made me feel as though I'd lived through a mage's time at Magic Academy myself."
"The ivory tower is mysterious to us, full of unknowns. Those lofty mages never tell us what goes on inside. They'd rather read another book than waste time on pointless social niceties."
"I love the Sorting Hat and the four completely different houses. I love that innocent, wide-eyed Annan... Oh, I mean 'Potter.' He makes me long to become a mage. My magical affinity is only level two, but no matter what, I'm grateful to the Champion Sorcerer for letting me dream of being a mage."
Sienna was reading from a forerunner of a newspaper—a report she had heard about at a tea party with her sisters.
After the premiere banquet, talk of Annan Potter and the Magic Stone gradually spread through Siltovis.
The owners of the Baird Opera House and Shali Grand Theater had taught themselves marketing. Annan's three works were no longer the only Magic Films they screened, and two months of profits had been enough to spur the businessmen to imitate him. They put familiar stories into Recording Magic Stones, but their amateurish efforts fell far short of Annan's standard.
But Annan and the theaters had already begun to disagree:
Annan believed ticket prices would inevitably have to fall. The owners thought their shows needed no changes. The beloved elf dance had