"Joshua Donawan!" Ms. Blista called Joshua's name.

Joshua stepped forward with his head held high, sat down on a high stool, and straightened his cloak. Following the example of his classmate, he grabbed the spoon and scooped it up, and poured the boiling liquid into the glass.

Everything seems so natural, but if you think he can complete the ritual in a proper manner, then you are very wrong—if Joshua doesn't make a scene, is it still Joshua? Of course not.

Joshua picked up the glass and pretended to take a big sip, but in fact through the cloak he secretly spit out the liquid he had drunk again, and no one noticed—he was going to see what the talking cauldron would do if he didn't drink it.

Who knows, as soon as he spit the liquid back, the cauldron "fryed". The liquid in the cauldron changed from a fragrant milky white to an unpleasant dark green viscous substance, and then it blew Joshua's face with a "bang". All the classmates and most of the teachers burst out laughing - Victor, as the vice principal, laughed the most, and he took the lead.

"Oh ha, Donavan boy, you shouldn't have spit that thing back! Do you think you're smart? To tell you the truth, that cauldron has a habit of cleanliness, and anyone who tries to do it will end up exactly like you. By the way, I'll tell you the exciting news, you'll have to drink that fishy thing, or he won't forgive you. Victor scoffed, and this time he finally saw the little bunny deflated.

"Vice Principal Victor, Principal Tesla is staring at you, please be decent." Lana sat next to Victor with a reluctant look on her face.

"Oh, okay, Lana. Tesla-sensei, I'm sorry. Victor smiled apologetically at the gray-haired old man, revealing an ugly tooth and a collapsed nose. Also, don't remind me, Lana. He said to Lana.

With a solemn wave of her wand, Ms. Blista vanished the dirt that splattered Joshua's face, body, and floor, and she said to Joshua, "Mr. Donawan, your own cause, your own effect." The expressions on Joshua's face were all twisted together, and he wanted to show his face, but he ended up exposing his ass. There was no way, as Ms. Blista said, the consequences of his own infliction could only be broken teeth and swallowed in his stomach.

Lena gloated at Joshua's clown-like performance, thinking that being ugly in public would definitely teach her brother a profound lesson. Joshua had no choice but to pinch his nose and drink a cup of disgusting stuff into his stomach, he was dumb and ate coptis, and he couldn't tell if he was bitter.

"How does it taste?" The cauldron asked after Joshua drank the muddy liquid.

"Honestly, it's not a healthy drink, it tastes like a soak of boogie." Joshua replied bitterly. Suddenly, the entire banquet restaurant erupted into a cheerful wave.

"This is a punishment for your attempts to fool the people, and he who fools others is better than being fooled by others, remember, young Donavan. Now, take another cup of soup, look closely, savor it, and then tell me what you feel. The muddy liquid in the cauldron was swept away and turned back to milky white.

Joshua had learned his lesson, and he had found that until he learned about magic, it was best not to try pranks, or he would have no good fruit to eat.

A glass of soup was presented in the wine glass, and Joshua was honestly obedient this time. He picked up his glass and looked closely, and the milky white liquid became cloudy, and finally turned into a liquid that was half pale yellow and half dark red. Joshua was amazed, but he was a little overwhelmed, and looked at Miss Blista. Lady Blista smiled softly at him and motioned for him to separate the tastes. So Joshua drank the dark red liquid first, and then the pale yellow one.

Miraculously, when Joshua drank the crimson liquid, the yellowish side did not flow with it, and in the tilted glass, they remained in their original form—as if a partition had been added to the two liquids.

"Say, young Donawan." Cauldron urged.

"Well, it's hard to describe. The red liquid tasted like dragon fire tree fruit juice and "dragon kiss", and my throat seemed to be burning. The yellowish liquid has a bit of a lemon flavor, but instead of citric acid, it's a little sweet, and it seems to have the taste of honey. Joshua replied.

"Excellent! Fire and water are of the same origin! Donavan, fire and water! You are truly an authentic Zanmir! Joshua Donavan Wolfe! Zammir College! ”

The table at Zanmir College erupted in thunderous applause, and several senior students stood up and clapped and cheered, "We have more Navan!" We've got Donavan! Fire and water are of the same origin, do you hear that? We've got this year's scholarship! ”

Zammir's prefect, Rohr, stood up to welcome him: "Josh! That's great! I knew you were going to be from Zammir College! ”

Joshua ran to the table at Zammir College and sat down, and said to Rohr, "Hey! Big Brother Rohr! Of course I am a Zanmir, and I will always be a Zanmir! However, I have bad news for you here. Last time, the fence of your house was broken by Sunderland and I accidentally broke it again before we left, Uncle Rohr seems to be a little angry... ”

But before Rohr could complain, their conversation was interrupted by Ms. Blista. "Students, please remain silent. I say this every year, please put the welcome of the new students after the dinner - unless you are not going to have a dinner? Lena Donawan! ”

When Lena heard Ms. Blista call her name, she gracefully lifted her skirt to the barstool, and did not forget to salute Ms. Blista. Blista nodded in return.

"Oh! All right! Another Donavan! So... Hey? You don't want to go to Zammir? Well... That's okay. Oh yes, yes. You want to have a career, but I don't think you're going to go to Tanganes, you have a deep hatred for Tanganes. It's not good, hatred brings prejudice, and it also brings arrogance. So what about Dracula? Actually, it's good for you to go to Dracula, after all, you have a much smarter mind than the last Donavan. That's right, I know Lena Vance. She is indeed a student at Delcula College. ”

The cauldron was long, and it seemed to be quite tricky about which house to assign Lina to.

"Tsk, don't think the cauldron nagging, it's too rude, besides, it's obvious that little Donavan always has a lot of ideas in his head, how can he dislike the cauldron nagging. What the! You're going home? No, the cauldron will not allow you to go home. Hey! Don't empty your head, the cauldron can't see your thoughts. Well, the Spider Sect meditates, and little Donavan doesn't play by the routine. Alas... I'm sure you've got half Vance now! Lena Vance doesn't play by the rules either. In that case, then - Lena Donavan Wolfe! Falkenridge! Go and become a witch who changes Elsa! Little Donavan! ”