Release that Witch

When the day was just dawn, Roland was pulled out of the bed by the nightingale. When the last time this happened, Nana Wa was discovered by Tiguin when he found the identity of the witch.

"What happened? Did you find a new witch in the town?" he asked with a squint.

"No, Your Highness!" The nightingale screamed with excitement. "Anna... Anna's ability has changed again!"

"And?" Roland hasn't fully woke up from sleep. "Is she already adult?"

"It is a change again after adulthood. I have never seen such an amazing magical form. It is just like an entity." The nightingale came to the washbasin. "Books and Wendy have never heard of such a thing. You are fast. Go and see, everyone is waiting for you at the office!"

Roland casually washed his face, put on his clothes and followed the nightingale to the second floor, and walked into the office. The eleven witches immediately focused on him. Among them, Anna’s eyes were a little swollen, like a night without sleeping.

"Who can tell me what happened?"

The first thing I said was the nightingale. "When I walked through Anna's room in the morning, I saw her sleeping at the table. There was a pile of shovel on the table. I was ready to wake her up. When I came closer, I found out that she The magic in the body has become..." She paused for a moment and seemed to be thinking about how to describe it. "It became a fixed shape, like a constantly rotating square."

"Box?" Roland walked over to Anna and looked at her carefully. Apart from the slightest exhaustion of the spirit, there was no difference in other places. Then he noticed a cylinder placed on the table. The material seemed to be pig iron. The smooth surface of grayish white and the flat cut at the top made him think he was blind. "This is..."

"Anna made it out," said the nightingale. "With her new ability. After the witch is awakened, the body will gather magic, which is as thin as fog. After a few years, it will slowly turn into a vortex of different colors. For example, Wendy's is white, the leaves are green... and Anna's previous magic is very large. After adulthood, it is a lot of dark green, but now, the magic in her body is only the size of the fist, and it is solid. It’s completely opaque.” She picked up the quill on the desk and roughly depicted it. “It’s almost like this.”

Although the painting technique of the nightingale was very bad, Roland still recognized that it was a cube.

He looked to Anna, "What happened last night?"

Anna told her story again. When she finished, the other witches were still in awe-inspiring appearance, completely ignorant of the relationship between the small ball, vibration, connection and ability changes in her mouth.

Only Roland’s heart moved slightly.

The magic is an energy in his vision, and the witch is the terminal to release it. The magic can be transformed into endless effects, but which effect will ultimately be formed, depending on the witch who controls it, or, further, depends on the witch's thoughts.

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

To put it simply, a person who has never seen an airplane can hardly think of a huge iron bird flying in the air; a person who has never seen the universe, naturally does not know how wide the world is. The height of thought and the breadth of knowledge limit your use of magic. Every further understanding of the nature of the world will bring about a great progress in science and technology. Then the ability of the witch will be the same, the world will be deeper, and the magic effect will be more Close to the source?

"Let me see your new abilities," Roland said curiously.

Anna stretched out her fingers, and a black flame appeared out of her fingertips out of thin air. It looked like a normal flame, except that it didn't shine.

"Can your black fire change shape at will?"

Anna nodded and controlled it to drift to the table. Soon, the natural fire-like black fire suddenly turned into a cube. Not yet waiting for everyone to react, the block spreads into a black cloth, covering almost the entire table, then it gathers toward the center and gradually becomes a straight line. Roland couldn't help but reach out and touched it. It was incredible to find that the black thread like silk was not moving. It was hard to know that even if it was as hard as steel, it could be easily bent with fingers. This is determined by the flexibility of the object, and the absolute rigid body does not exist.

“Can you be finer?”

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

"Temperature, can you control it at will?"

“Well, and compared to the green fire, I can make it produce different temperatures in different parts.”

Roland understands that the nightingale is like what the essence means. Compared to the green fire that is as warm as water, her ability at the moment has been formed. It is not appropriate to use flames. When Anna accepts the idea that everything in the world is composed of microscopic particles. The perception of the temperature of the flame also broke through to a new stage in the temperature of particle motion. What is certain is that the opponent is not manipulating the particles, just like the other side is not the flames before the control... Whether it is the original ordinary flame, or the green fire and black flame in adulthood, it is the expression of magic.

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

Real genius, Roland can not help but sigh, in addition to genius, he can not think of more appropriate adjectives. After learning new knowledge that night, you can immediately comprehend and apply it to your abilities. This way of thinking and absorptive ability can only be possessed by highly talented people.

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

Unfortunately, he can't have magic, Roland thinks, this may be the biggest regret after crossing. After all, most people have a superhero's dream in their hearts, and it is an easy thing to get an incredible power and embark on a different path.

"I probably know the reason for Anna's ability to change." He put away the regrets in his heart and said to the witches.

"What is it?" Everyone asked.

"Learn."

"Learning...study?" The book muttered, "Do you mean yesterday's teaching class?"

“This is the case,” Roland said in a concise and concise manner. “Seeing helps you improve your ability and even make a leap.”

"I am... can I?" asked the mysterious moon.

"Of course," Roland patted her on the shoulder. If it is not the limited number of steam engines, and the lack of rubber, the ability to make wires, the pile of strong magnets that she enchanted is estimated to have come in handy.

The original purpose of Roland was to teach the knowledge to the books, to avoid forgetting more and more. Now it is surprisingly discovered that learning knowledge can also have the effect of increasing the ability. It is very necessary to teach all the witches together. It is.

Of course, he also understands that not everyone has the talent of Anna. Like a nightingale where he can sleep, he doesn't have any hope. From remembering to understanding, from understanding to application, there is a lot of gaps between them. In the end, how many people can apply the knowledge of comprehension to their abilities, and he is not known.

"You didn't sleep well last night," Roland said to Anna. "I will fix it first. I will test your new ability after two days."

"Yeah." Anna nodded seriously.

"As for you," he looked at the other witches. "From today, after dinner every Monday to Friday, I went to the living room to gather, starting from the most basic reading and writing. Book, you are their first teacher. "(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read.)