At dawn, Roland was pulled out of his bed by Nightingale. He remembered that the last time this happened was when Nana was discovered by Tigu Pyne as a witch.
"What's the matter? Has there been a new witch in town?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
"No, Your Highness!" Yeying shouted excitedly, "Anna... Anna's abilities have changed again!"
"Again?" Roland hasn't fully woken up from his drowsiness, "Isn't she an adult?"
"It's another change after adulthood. I've never seen such an amazing form of magic power, it's almost like a real entity." Nightingale brought the washbasin, "Book scroll and Wendy have never heard of such a thing, hurry up Go and see, everyone is waiting for you in the office!"
Roland washed his face casually, put on his clothes, followed Nightingale to the second floor, walked into the office, and the eleven witches immediately focused on him. Among them, Anna's eyes were puffy, as if she hadn't slept all night.
"Who can tell me what happened?"
It was Nightingale who spoke first, "When I walked through Anna's room in the morning, I saw her sleeping at the table with a pile of iron lumps on the table. I was going to wake her up, but when I got closer, I realized that she The magic in her body has become..." She paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to describe it, "It has become a fixed shape, like a constantly turning square."
"Diamond?" Roland walked up to Anna and looked at her carefully, except that the other party was a little tired, but there was no difference in other places. Then he noticed a cylinder on the table. It seemed to be made of pig iron. The smooth gray surface and the flat cut at the top made him think he was dazzled. "This is..."
"Anna made it out," Nightingale said, "using her new abilities. After the witch awakens, magic power will gather in her body. At first, it is as thin as fog, and after a few years, it will gradually turn into a gas-like vortex of different colors. , for example, Wendy's is white, and the leaves are green... And Anna's magic power was very large in the past, and it condensed a lot in adulthood, and it was dark green, but now, the magic power in her body is only the size of a fist, like a solid, It's completely opaque." She picked up the quill on the desk and sketched roughly, "It's almost like this."
Although Nightingale's drawing skills were terrible, Roland still recognized that it was a cube.
He looked at Anna, "What happened last night?"
Anna recounted her own experience. When she finished speaking, the other witches were still dazed, completely ignorant of the relationship between the small ball, vibration, connection and ability change in her mouth.
Only Roland moved slightly in his heart.
Magic was an energy in his vision, and the witch was the terminal to release it. The effects that magic power can transform are endless, but which effect will eventually be formed depends on the witch who controls it, or further, on the witch's mind.
If his guesses are correct, thoughts can have a profound effect on abilities.
To put it simply, a person who has never seen an airplane would have a hard time thinking that a giant iron bird could fly in the air; a person who had never seen the universe would naturally not know how wide the world is. The height of thought and the breadth of knowledge limit the use of magic power. Every further understanding of the nature of the world will bring great progress in science and technology, so will the ability of witches be the same. The deeper the understanding of the world, the more effective the magic power will be. close to the source
"Let me see your new abilities." Roland asked curiously.
Anna stretched out her finger, and a black flame appeared out of thin air at her fingertips. It looked no different from ordinary flames, except that it did not emit light.
"Can your black fire change shape at will?"
Anna nodded and controlled it to float to the table. Soon, the black fire that was like a natural flame suddenly turned into a cube. Before everyone could react, the block spread out into a black cloth, covering almost the entire tabletop, and then it converged toward the center and gradually turned into a straight line. Roland couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched it, and found that this black thread as thin as a hair did not move at all. This is determined by the flexibility of the object, and absolute rigid bodies do not exist.
"Can you be a little more detailed?"
"Yes, but then you can't touch it anymore," Anna said, "or it will cut you."
"What about the temperature, can you control it at will?"
"Well, and compared to green fire, I can make it produce different temperatures in different parts."
Roland understood somewhat what Nightingale meant by "like substance". Compared to the green fire that was as warm as water, her abilities were already condensed. It was inappropriate to use flames to describe her. , the cognition of the temperature generated by the flame has also broken through to a new stage of the temperature generated by the particle motion. What is certain is that the other party is not manipulating particles, just like the other party was not manipulating flames before... Whether it is an ordinary flame at first, or the green fire and black flame in adulthood, they are all manifestations of magic.
Although both convert magic power into heat, the effect is quite different.
A real genius, Roland couldn't help but sigh that he couldn't think of a more suitable adjective besides genius. 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 extremely gifted people.
Anna's changes also made him more interested in exploring the true meaning of this world.
It's a pity that he can't have magic power, Roland thought, this may be the biggest regret after crossing. After all, most people have the dream of a superhero in their hearts, and it is a pleasure to gain incredible power by chance, and embark on a different path from then on.
"I probably know the reason for Anna's ability to change." He put away his regrets and said to the witches.
"What is it?" Everyone asked.
"study."
"Learn... study?" Scroll murmured, "Did you mean yesterday's teaching class?"
"Exactly," Roland said succinctly about his guess, "knowledge will help you improve your abilities, and even produce leaps and bounds."
"Me too... can I?" Miyue asked timidly.
"Of course," Roland patted her on the shoulder. If it weren't for the limited number of steam engines and the lack of rubber to make wires, the pile of strong magnets she enchanted would have come in handy long ago.
Originally, the purpose of Roland's class was to pass on the knowledge he had learned to the book, so as to prevent himself from forgetting more and more, but now he accidentally discovered that learning knowledge can also increase his ability, so it became a very necessary thing to teach all witches together .
Of course, he also understands that not everyone has an outstanding talent like Anna's. Like a nightingale who could fall asleep in class, he didn't have any hope. From remembering to understanding, and then from understanding to application, there are not many horizontal gaps between this. In the end, how many people will be able to apply the comprehension knowledge to the ability, he also does not know.
"You didn't sleep well last night," Roland said to Anna. "I'll go get some sleep later. I'll test your new abilities in two days."
"Yeah." Anna nodded earnestly.
"As for you," he looked at the other witches, "starting today, after dinner every Monday to Friday, go to the parlour to assemble, starting from the most basic learning of reading and writing. Scroll, you are their enlightenment teacher. "(. If you like this work, you are welcome to come and vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Please come.)