Riddle. Wise straightened his robes.

Probably because of Edric's nutritious food and full ration, in just one year, he has jumped in size. The standard mage robe that Sivi gave him when he was in class was already slightly smaller.

So before the school trip, he pulled Kamiyu and Tannis, swept a lot of low-difficulty tasks together, and scraped together enough credits to change into a new robe.

Because the aunt at the academy store said that the little ones of his age were growing fast, she asked him to buy a magic robe that was a little larger.

Woven with pure silk, it is close to the body, warm in winter and cool in summer, lined with six magic spells, including protective arrows, and comes with a small dimensional bag.

In every sense of the word, this magic robe can be considered superb, and if it weren't for Edric, a rookie like Riddle who had just studied magic for a year would definitely not have gotten something so good.

The only drawback is that the size is slightly larger, which causes the hem of the robe to always drag to the ground, and during the school trip, he also fell because he stepped on the hem, and was ridiculed by the Kamiyu guy for a long time.

Shaking his head slightly, leaving the gloating look behind him, Riddle took a deep breath.

The slightly sweet fragrance of the dense celery flowers planted in the fields by the roadside filled his lungs and made him feel refreshed.

It's the taste of home.

Living away from home for a year has made the ten-year-old Riddle experience what homesickness is prematurely - although most of the time because of the hustle and bustle of his friends and the excitement of life in the college, he has no leisure to feel homesickness......

This time. In his field of vision, several dirty children appeared, giggling and clutching at something and running around the ridges.

A year ago, I was one of those children who dragged two lines of snot and didn't understand anything.

Thinking of this, Riddle couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The experience of this year is like a dream, unimaginable. I still remember when I saw the magic lamp, and I stupidly asked Kamiyu how to light the lamp hanging high on the ceiling, and the bad friend rolled on the ground with laughter.

Knowledge is wealth, and wisdom is strength. This phrase that the Dean often talks about makes sense.

At this time, the little ones who were playing around also noticed Riddle standing on the edge of the field.

It's just that Riddle has grown a lot in size over the past year, and his face has become more mature. And the dark blue magic robe and the pointed mage hat. In addition, they have experienced the ups and downs that ordinary people may not be able to experience even in their lifetime, and they have an old-fashioned temperament, so they suddenly failed to recognize that the 'Master Master' in front of them was their former playmate.

It was Riddle who greeted the little kids who didn't seem to change first.

"Yo, Stallon, did you go to Uncle Girard's day to catch shrimp toads again? Be careful to step on the celery, he beats you. Raun, your snot is still the same as before, and you can't wipe it clean. Won't you have eaten all the sweet malt stuff that Tony and I hid together? Why did Mira look scared. I'm not a stranger. ”

Those little ghosts were stunned. Then the little girl, known as Mira, widened her eyes. Somewhat timidly, he asked, "Could it be ...... Is it Brother Riddle? ”

"I've only been gone for a year, and you forgot about me so quickly?"

Riddle looked devastated as he took off his mage hat. Having lost the cover of the wide brim, his face was clearly displayed to the children.

"It's a pity, I still remember you guys, and I brought a lot of snacks from the big city."

He shook his head as he spoke, as if he was really sad: "In this way, I will only be able to eat those snacks alone." ”

"It's really Riddle!" Tony finally reacted, and the snack guy who had proposed to knock down the owl who had sent the letter to Adric wiped his mouth: "I recognized it at once!" Really, I kid you not! ”

The other imps also reacted, and surrounded Riddle with excitement, and began to ask Riddle all kinds of questions, while not forgetting to ask him for the legendary snack.

A few of the more curious imps reached out and touched Riddle's magic robe while asking questions, leaving a mud handprint on the robe that could be regarded as a treasure by senior and mid-level magicians in the wizarding world.

And Riddle suddenly felt as if he had fallen into the lair of the noise demon, and he was a little dizzy by their quarrel.

"Stop! Come here and ask me how to answer! ”

He stretched out his hand to stop the inquiries of his friends, and at the same time looked at his mud handprints with some tears and laughter - if it was still in Edric, if the clothes were soiled to such an extent, he would definitely be complained about by the orc maid who was in charge of washing the clothes for a long time.

But fortunately, there is a cleansing technique in the magic of this garment's solidification, which is usually used to clean up battlefields, traces of travel, experimental residues, etc., but it will also work on clothes.

He activated the cleansing technique solidified on the robe, and when he saw a flash of white light, the magic robe became extremely clean, as if it were brand new.

This kind of behavior, which is extremely common in the Adric Academy, also attracted the amazement of those little ones.

The sight in front of them made them deeply understand that Riddle was different from the past, and had become the legendary 'magician'.

"I'm going to go home first, and if you have any questions, come back to my house after dinner and say hello. Don't look at me like that, don't worry, Tony, I'm sure I'll have the snack ready. ”

Looking at the glittering little imps (though he wasn't too big himself), Riddle couldn't help but take a step back, preventing them from imprinting a few more mud marks on himself in order to continue to see the effects of the cleansing technique.

"I'm also coming here from Morag, I'm a little tired, so I've got to take a break, right?"

After coaxing away those former playmates, Riddle couldn't help but feel a little tired, always feeling that even fighting the Thorns in the Sky Tower was not tired of dealing with these little guys.

The thought that he had been one of them before, Riddle suddenly had a sense that things were wrong.

Of course, no matter how mature you are, it is impossible for a ten-year-old little guy to sigh for half a day. Soon he was heading towards his home, vaguely expecting his parents to see his reaction. (To be continued......)