Henry's name was chosen by himself.

When all students enter the school, they will only be assigned a student number, and when they have basic literacy skills, the first test given to them by the teacher is to choose a decent name for themselves.

Henry is quite good at all aspects of his studies.

The only regret is that I didn't get into the magic apprenticeship class at the beginning, and was assigned to the craftsman apprenticeship class.

He wasn't entirely to blame for that, as he did every day before he entered school was to help his mother with the work in the fields and to prepare the meals before his father came home. When Teacher Elle gave a lecture, his mind was completely on the food that the school was full of at noon, and he didn't listen to a word at all, resulting in a blank face in the later test.

In addition to mathematics and writing, he was given an apprenticeship as a blacksmith at school, at least as he felt the case.

Because my father was a blacksmith.

But now that I have been in school for a year, although I have learned a lot of practical knowledge, and I will definitely be able to do more things than my father when I enter the alchemy workshop in the future, I always feel a regret in my heart.

If you had listened to Elle's first few lessons, she might have been an apprentice in magic by now.

Henry's envy of the most were the students in the school who wore uniform gray robes.

They often get together with textbooks to discuss things that others don't understand, what magic frames, calculation modules, surface domains...... There are many words that Henry has not heard.

Of the school's 2,800 students, there are 300 magic apprentices, and some of them are already able to enter the magic laboratory to help Mr. Wald with experiments, and the gap between people and people is so big.

"Henry, let's go, let's eat."

As he walked out of the classroom, his classmate Haight beckoned him to the cafeteria as usual.

This guy is the son of the carpenter's family next door, and the amount of food is amazing, which makes Miss Jennifer, who runs the school, a headache.

School ends at 5 p.m.

The school is still the same as it was a year ago, and the food is noticeably better than it was then, with a small slice of white bread on top of it.

It was white bread, and I had never seen it before.

According to my mother, before the lord came to the fortress, the land around Winterfell could not grow wheat, only some local rough rye. I didn't think of that kind of bread made of rye before, but now I really don't want to eat it again for the rest of my life.

It's the same brown bread, and the school is obviously much better than the one made at home.

My mother said that her bread was made from rye left over from last year, and that it used to be mixed with a lot of wood chips, otherwise she would be hungry at night.

"I'm not going, my dad comes home early today, and we're going to have dinner together." Henry remembered his mother's request.

Their family is no longer short of the school meal.

But if there is nothing special, he will still stay at school for dinner, on the one hand, because the food in the cafeteria is delicious, and on the other hand, because he wants to go to the evening extracurricular class.

"I really envy you, my dad is in the logging team outside the city, and he has to come home late." Haight said with a little regret.

"The logging team is also very good, there will be additional subsidies, have you ever seen a copper plant?"

"Of course, my dad sends out 200 every month."

"My dad too."

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old was bored in the conversation, and Haight said another sentence as he left: "Did you see the school announcement?" There will be an additional exam next month, and those who pass can enter the magic apprenticeship class. ”

"Where's the announcement?"

"Our school just has a bulletin board......"

Before Haight's words were over, Henry had already galloped out.

"This guy...... I've never been so active in eating. ”

Henry ran to the school bulletin board, stopped breathlessly, looked up and read:

"Notice ...... for Adjustment of School Hours"

"Letter to all teachers and students......"

"Uniform Measurement ......"

"Today's Recipe ......"

“……”

"There it is!"

Henry quickly found what he wanted to see.

"Notice of Continuous Enrollment of Magic Apprenticeship Class"

He read it word by word, and after reading it carefully, his heart was ecstatic.

The announcement is simple: there will be a school-wide test next month, and those who pass, regardless of the class they were originally studying, will be able to enter the Magic Apprentice Beginner Class directly.

Half a year ago, the school added a magic apprenticeship interest class in the evening, and anyone could come to listen to it, but it was not forced.

On the one hand, in order to make up for his previous regrets, Henry followed the lecture almost once.

The elemental and magical basics may sound difficult at first, but once the mind is in, it can be extremely interesting. There is a sense of "this is the way the world is".

It's a pity that the extracurricular class time is limited, and there are not many things taught, and Henry has always listened to it as a hobby.

Unexpectedly, the school suddenly issued such a notice.

Because he sighed for a long time in front of the bulletin board, Henry came home a little late.

The thatched huts that used to have to be bent in and out have now been replaced by tall and neat wooden huts, and although the area has not become larger, the overall is much cleaner and brighter.

Winterfell is going door-to-door repairing the houses of the residents, but due to the lack of manpower, the progress is slow, and now it is only a corner of the northwest city, and the Henry family has not yet taken their turn.

Fortunately, my father is a blacksmith, and he knows a lot of crafts, according to the government affairs department, if you want to repair the house in advance, you can do it yourself after receiving the materials, if you don't qualify, the construction team will repair it again at the end.

My father's craftsmanship is very good, but there is still a big gap between the wooden house built and the construction team.

The members of the construction team who wore uniform clothes had a clear division of labor and skillful cooperation, and the houses they built were fast and beautiful.

Inside, my father had already come home, sitting on the bench at the door to change his shoes, while my mother was preparing dinner by the fire.

Father and son sit at the dining table.

"Dad, I want to tell you something."

After talking about the school, Henry nervously watched his father's reaction.

Raff was well aware of his son's ambitions, but after hearing this, he still wondered, "Can anyone become an apprentice in magic?" ”

He remembered the young men in gray robes in the alchemy workshop, they didn't need to do their own work, they usually just sat at the table and wrote and painted, looking very relaxed.

"That's what the teacher said." Henry explained seriously: "Magicians need to awaken, but magic apprentices don't, except that they can't cast magic, there is not much difference in other aspects, the teacher said...... There are too few magicians to count on them, and Charya's change can only rely on magic apprentices......"

"...... Charya" For people like Raff who have never left Winterfell in their lives, the name Charya has always had little to do with him, but since entering the alchemy workshop, whether it is the administrator or those magic apprentices in gray robes, the most spoken words are two words - lord, Charya.

The place they are located in is called Shaya, and Winterfall is only a part of Shaya.

Charya...... I really didn't think anything of it before, but now that I'm used to hearing it, I actually have an inexplicable sense of pride.

"In that case, decide for yourself."

"Come on, there's bitter thistle in the soup today......" Mother Leah came over with a crockpot.

(End of chapter)