At dawn, Roland was pulled out of his bed by the nightinge to remember the last time this happened, when Nanawa was discovered as a witch by Tigu Payne.

"What's the matter?"“Did you find a new witch in town?”He asked with his eyes.

“No, my lord!”The Nightinge cried with excitement, “Anna...anna, her ability has changed again!”

“And again?”Roland had not fully awakened from his sleep, “Isn’t she an adult?”

"It's changed again as an adult, and I've never seen such an amazing form of magic, almost like an entity."The nightinge came to the washbasin, "The book and Wendy have not heard of such a thing, you have to go and see, everyone is waiting for you in the office!"

Roland washed his face casually, dressed in clothes, followed the Nightinge to the second floor, and went into the office, where eleven witches suddenly focused their eyes on him.Anna’s eyes were swollen, as if she hadn’t slept well overnight.

“Who can tell me what happened?”

The first to speak was the Nightingale, “When I crossed Anna’s room in the morning, I saw that she was sleeping on the table with a pile of iron pimples.I was about to wake her up, and when I approached, the magic inside me became...” She paused for a moment, as if trying to figure out how to describe it, “became a fixed shape, like a constantly turning square.”

“The square?”Roland went to Anna and looked at her carefully, except for a little tired spirit, and saw no difference anywhere else.Then he noticed a cylinder on the table, the material appeared to be pig iron, and the smooth gray surface and the flat incision at the top made him think that his eyes had spent, “This is...”

"Anna got it out," said the Nightingale, "with her new abilities."After the witch awakens, the magic will gather in the body, at first as thin as the fog, and a few years later it will slowly become a vortex of different colors, such as Wendy's white, the leaves are green... And Anna's previous magic is very large, and the old man's magic is condensed a lot, ink green, but now, the magic in her body is only the size of the fist, and the solid, completely opaque."She picked up the quill pen from her desk and roughly depicted it, "Almost like this."

Although the Nightingale's painting skills were very bad, Roland still distinguished that it was a cube.

He looked at Anna, “What happened last night?”

Anna recounted her experience.When she finished, the other witches were still dazed, and they had no understanding of what it was like to have a small ball, vibration, connection, and change of ability in her mouth.

Only Roland moved a little.

The magic is an energy in his vision, and the witch is the terminal that releases it.The effect that magic can transform is endless, but what effect it will eventually form depends on the witch who controls it, or, more often, on the witch’s idea.

If his guess is correct, thought can have a profound impact on ability.

In short, it is difficult for a man who has never seen an airplane to think that a huge iron bird can fly in the air; a man who has never seen the universe naturally does not know how wide the world is.The height of ideas and the breadth of knowledge limit their own use of magic to the nature of the world, every further understanding of the nature of the world, will bring great progress in science and technology, so will the witch's ability be the same, the understanding of the world is deeper, the effect of magic is closer to the source?

"Let me see your new abilities."Roland was curious.

Anna stretched out her finger, and a black flame appeared at her fingertips out of thin air, looking as no different from ordinary flames, except that it did not emit light.

“Can your black fire change shape?”

Anna nodded, controlling it drifted onto the table.Soon, the natural black fire suddenly became a cube.Before everyone could react, the block spread out into a black cloth, covering almost the entire table, and then it converged to the center and gradually became a straight line.Roland could not help but touch, found this slender black thread like hair does not move this is incredible, to know that even if it is as hard as steel, it can be easily bent with your fingers after pulling into the filaments.This is determined by the flexibility of the object, and the absolute rigid body does not exist.

“Can you go a little more?”

"Yes, but then you can't touch it again."Anna said, "Otherwise it will cut you."

“Can you control the temperature?”

"Well, and I can make it different temperatures in different parts than the green fire."

Roland some understand what the nightingale said as the substance of what it means, compared to the warm green fire like water, her ability at this moment has condensed into shape, with flame to describe is not appropriate when Anna accepted the view that everything in the world is composed of microscopic particles, the awareness of flame production temperature also broke through to the new stage of particle motion temperature.To be sure, the other party is not manipulating the particles, just as the other party is not manipulating the flame before... Whether it is the seemingly ordinary flame at first, or the green and black flame of adulthood, it is a manifestation of magic.

Although both turn magic into heat, the effect is quite different.

True genius, Roland could not help lamenting that, in addition to genius, he could not think of a more appropriate adjective.After learning new knowledge that night, you can immediately understand and apply it to your ability, and this way of thinking and absorptive ability can only be possessed by extremely talented people.

Anna’s change also made him more interested in exploring the true meaning of the world.

Unfortunately, he could not have magic, Roland thought, this may be the biggest regret after crossing.After all, most people have a superhero dream in their hearts, accidentally gain incredible power, and from now on to a different path, how happy it is.

"I probably know why Anna's abilities have changed."He took away his regret and said to the witches.

“What is it?”And the people asked.

“Studying.”

“Study... learning?”The book muttered, “You mean yesterday’s lesson?”

"That's it," Roland put his own speculation succinctly, "seeing helps you to improve your abilities and even make leaps and bounds."

“I too... can I?”The mysterious moon asked.

“Of course,” Roland patted her shoulder.If it had not been for the limited number of steam engines and the inability to find rubber and the inability to make wires, the pile of magnets she had possessed was estimated to have come in handy long ago.

The original purpose of Roland's class was only to pass on the knowledge to the book, to avoid forgetting more and more, and now unexpectedly found that learning knowledge can also play an increase in ability, it is necessary to teach all witches together.

Of course, he also understood that not everyone had the talent of Anna.Like a nightingale that can sleep in a lecture, he has no hope.From memory to understanding, and then from understanding to use, there are many gaps between them.In the end, how many people can apply the knowledge to their abilities, he is not sure.

"You didn't sleep well last night," said Roland to Anna, "and then make up your sleep."I'll test your new abilities in two days."

“Hmm.”Anna nodded her head seriously.

"As for you," he said to the other witches, "from this day on, after dinner every Monday to Friday, they go to the drawing-room to gather and learn from the most basic reading and writing."You are their teacher.”(Not yet completed.If you like this work, you are welcome to start the project, your support is my biggest motivation.