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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 75

Chapter 75: The Magic Wand in Hand

As this so-called celebration banquet came to an end, the afternoon once again became paid leave time.

I wasn’t surprised by this. Ever since I learned that the bakery here was the club’s base, I wouldn’t be surprised if it closed for several consecutive days.

After all, selling dessert and bread here is just an ancillary service.

Who asked this club to be called the “Bakery”? If there isn’t a valid reason, the academy might reclaim this land, causing the bakery to lose its last stronghold and become completely nonexistent.

After saying goodbye to the seniors and Tan Han, I prepared to head back. Although I didn’t know what I could do when I got home, who wouldn’t want to get paid without having to work?

Before leaving, Tan Han proactively exchanged contact information with me, saying she might contact me if she ran into issues with meditation. However, I didn’t mind, since consulting the seniors would surely be more reliable than asking me, another new student like her.

So I readily exchanged contact information.

As for what to do at home, that was quite a dilemma. I actually had choices. For instance, I could go see Quan Xiuzhu, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time. We hadn’t been in touch since our last parting.

I wondered how she had been. She should have adapted by now, as several days had passed.

But that wasn’t my best option. My time was too precious to waste like that. I wanted to contact Sister Bai to ask about the flying license.

Sister Bai had only started the conversation but hadn’t provided specifics. Now that I had this thought, I naturally wanted to give it a try.

Even if I couldn’t afford a flying broom right now, that didn’t prevent me from having a certificate.

Upon returning to the villa, I habitually opened the box that received letters and packages to see if my magic wand had arrived.

My intuition told me it should be today; after all, it was just a matching magic wand, and it had already been several days.

Moreover, the box showed signs of having been tampered with. If my magic wand hadn’t arrived, I really didn’t know what else could possibly be sent over at this time.

With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, I opened the box. Inside, it was indeed different from the previous few times; there lay a beautifully packaged elongated box.

It was obvious that this was the magic wand!

I quickly took out the box, which had information about the shipment since I had left my address and name. As long as the name matched, there wouldn’t be any problem.

“Wow.”

My eyes widened. Seeing it in person filled me with a restrained excitement, and I eagerly unwrapped the box.

Inside the box was a sponge for cushioning, with a short wooden stick embedded in it.

The wand was made entirely of solid wood without any glue. It must be the secret silver gradient wood that Sister Bai mentioned.

It really had a metallic quality, and the entire wand was surrounded by intertwining metal wires. Between the wand body and the handle was a modest-sized white crystal, likely an attribute-less crystal. After all, my mental power is of the affinity type, making it unsuitable for any particular bias.

I discarded the box containing the wand directly into the garbage bin outside the villa, then grabbed the wand in my hand to give it a try.

Although my mental power wasn’t yet sufficient to interfere with magic power, that didn’t mean I couldn’t use magic.

For example, the Cleaning Spell.

The Cleaning Spell definitely counts as magic; it is indeed a useful spell!

I just wondered what kind of enhancement the wand would provide for the Cleaning Spell.

After all, my initial request specified high-quality magic conductive materials and secret silver gradient wood, plus what kind of craftsmanship to make it. If it didn’t provide any special effects to the Cleaning Spell, what difference would there be between this wand and a mere decoration?

However, once I cast the spell, the magic power flowed from my hand through the wand, guiding and releasing…

This was an entirely new experience!

I could only feel that the wand in my hand, due to the guidance and flow of energy, made the attribute-less crystal begin to glow.

At that moment, the Cleaning Spell was silently released with an incredibly smooth execution!

It felt as if an external force was guiding it, eliminating the previous roughness I experienced when casting spells barehanded.

Moreover, the control of the Cleaning Spell became very flexible; to some extent, it could maintain its operation without me having to keep it up all the time.

If I were to try other spells, the effect would surely be quite astounding, right?

“Is this what a wand can do? It’s amazing,” I couldn’t help but exclaim.

At that moment, any words felt powerless; only through personal experience could one appreciate how terrifying a wand’s assistance could be.

Of course, this could also be attributed to the fact that Sister Bai provided me with a good configuration. After all, my initial request was quite detailed, so she certainly didn’t waste any ink on me.

With my beloved wand in hand, I happily walked into the villa.

Unfortunately, there was still no one around in the villa; it seemed my unseen roommates were really late.

As soon as I got back, I took off my shoes. These shoes were all given to me by Sister Bai. The pair I wore today was quite high, and I wasn’t used to it, but high heels could offset some height disadvantages.

After all, I wouldn’t exactly say I’m tall; in fact, I’m shorter than Tan Han.

There’s nothing I can do about it—after all, it’s common for girls to wear high heels; I just want to adapt in advance.

But adaptation comes at a cost.

I plopped down on the sofa in the living room; that meal had fully compensated for my lack of breakfast.

I must say that meals at slightly upscale restaurants in this world are quite good. At least we had a great time eating there.

Checking the time, I decided to take a rest and maybe a midday nap. After I woke up, I’d see if Sister Bai was free. If she was, I’d ask about the flying license.

If Sister Bai didn’t have any arrangements for that, I’d ask Senior Tang Yihan for help.

If applying for the flying license required a fee, then I’d have to ask Senior Tang Yihan to advance my salary.

After all, since I was successful in meditation, I no longer had a pressing need for the meditation room or incense.

Although my efficiency might decrease without incense for meditation, it wasn’t a costly thing—enduring a little hardship was fine.

The aftereffects of not sleeping all night until dawn were still apparent now, even though I had managed to sleep until nearly noon. I still felt a bit tired, especially since I had been thinking about napping just now.

I yawned and headed to my bedroom, tidying up my long hair. Hair of this length is troublesome when sleeping, but I couldn’t bear to cut it, so I just had to pamper it.

As soon as I laid down on the bed, my breathing quickly became steady.

At that moment.

Tan Han had arrived at the library with Shali. Along the way, Tan Han had already finished reading the popular science book I had given her.

If Tan Han had to give this book a review, it would be “water.” She doubted whether someone could really succeed in meditation solely relying on this popular science book.

It seemed implausible when she thought about it. Tan Han felt she needed to prepare some more.

She decided to prepare herself before trying meditation again. Initially, she had thought of attempting meditation directly, but she hadn’t expected to encounter such a terrifying genius.

As the saying goes, “There’s no harm without comparison.” Accepting her position as number one in this cohort had become her greatest shackle, unless she willingly gave up everything she had earned. But how could she bear to do that?

Thus, she needed an opportunity to succeed in meditation just once!

But Tan Han was very clear that reaching such a level would merely put her on par with Xiao Han.

Her pride was still not enough to make her comfortable being beneath anyone. If possible, who wouldn’t want to be first?

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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