The living area of the Potions Material Vault where the Human-faced Fish was raised.

A large transparent aquarium containing dozens of strange fish with human faces and a length of half a meter, the first time she saw them, Riji felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.

The first time each witch sees them, they will have more or less negative feelings, and the eyes of the human-faced fish will have a spiritual infiltration of the witch who is looking at them, similar to the effect of strange stories on witches.

The degree of spiritual penetration varies from person to person, some people are severely unwell, some people are slightly unwell, and Ruiji's condition is moderate, and it will be dangerous to continue staring at it.

There were ready-made eyeballs in the material library, and Raji went around the aquarium, opened the drawer labeled "Human Face Fish Eyeballs", and used the clip to pick up two of them and put them into the glass box containing the materials.

Eyeballs plucked out of the face fish no longer have an effect, except for a little nausea.

The rest of the materials are taken according to the list, and Ruiji knows the area and location of the materials as well as if she were in her own home. The other students looked at her with completely different eyes than they did in the morning, with a bit of respect and longing.

The capable man who survived from the clutches of Shimoda-sensei, the professional who came to school for a few days in a year, and the witch who had an ambiguous relationship with the honor student, and was full of mystery...... Ryji has been labeled by other witches in various ways.

Picking up the ingredients needed to craft the Obsession Potion, Raj returns to the classroom and places them on the wooden table where the materials are displayed.

The crucibles used by second-year students are out of the category of beginners, and beginners should use tin crucibles, brass crucibles are suitable for witches with a certain foundation, and gold and silver crucibles are expensive, suitable for witches like Fujinaga or Shimoda-sensei, who are so poor that their families have only money left.

A brass crucible that exudes the smell of age is placed on a circular metal shelf, underneath which is warmed up by an alcohol lamp. Pour 200 ml of distilled water into the pot beforehand and wait for the water to heat up to 89 degrees before starting to add ingredients in a specific order and dose.

During potion making, witches can talk in a whisper.

The conversation couldn't have been entirely related to the lesson, but the three witches in the group next door were discussing going to the newly opened karaoke in Chiyoda Ward to participate in the friendship after school.

Ryki carefully controls the dosage of the ingredients to keep the potion quality close to perfect. Adding too much or too little material will affect the finished product, causing it to become something else.

The priest who was stirring the potion asked, "Has Sakuma been in love lately?" ”

"No, why do you ask? More than one person asked me that. ”

"I see something different from what I used to in your eyes, and my eyes are full of hope and enthusiasm. My sister also has the same look in her eyes when she is in love, and judging by the general rule, it is possible that you are in love. ”

"There is not only one thing that will ignite hope, but there is a possibility, I am motivated by the financial situation of my family, and I plan to cheer up and study hard, so that Jingliu will worry less about snacks?"

"I hope Sakuma can really keep going like this, otherwise my sister will have a hard time. Also, the way you sprinkle the material is really handsome, and the Yamaguchi in the group next door is just peeking at you. ”

"Maybe you want to take a peek at the progress on our side."

When the potion was refining to the final step, Ruiji threw two shriveled human-faced fish eyeballs into the boiling dark blue turbidity, watching it melt little by little by the heat.

The eyeballs and the potion combine to produce a pungent blue smoke. The smoke is also irritating to the eyes, and Reji hesitated, tears flowed from the smoke and coughed.

The witches of the other groups were also attacked, and for a while the whole classroom was coughing. The witch who did not suffer was dispelled by the wind attribute [Blowing Magic] to disperse the smoke, and the coughing in the classroom stopped.

There was one last bit left in the hourglass next to the crucible, and silver sand trickled down from the small hole in the middle. When the last grain of sand was empty, Azuma used a spell to extinguish the burning alcohol lamp and remove it.

"Sakuma, I'll leave it to you next."

"Wrap it up on me."

Although it was the first time for Ruiji to refine potions, this body had more than three digits of refining experience, and pouring potions into a glass flask was as simple as pouring a glass of water.

Insert a metal funnel into the mouth of the bottle, put on heat-insulating gloves, and finally slowly pour the translucent liquid into the mouth of the funnel, close the cork, and attach a label with the group number and the names of the team members on the bottle.

Five minutes before the end of class, the potion was collected by the section representative and handed to the teacher.

The first teamwork of the witch girl ended uneventfully, reminding Ruiji of her previous school days. It's just that the team members at that time behaved crotch-pulling, and the team members shirked each other's responsibilities, and let a few responsible people do everything, and they lay down and enjoyed the fruits of other people's labor, which was far from the spirit of the witches' enterprising spirit.

I have to say that the witch can become a race that rules the world, and this enterprising spirit is the decisive condition.

The last flying lesson is on the playground, and the flying lesson is not only to learn to ride a broomstick, but also to learn how to fight and defend while flying, which is collectively referred to as flying lesson in order to save trouble.

Flying to an altitude of 100 meters, Rijki can see the sea in the distance and the octagonal city of Flotin floating on the sea.

It is shrouded in white clouds and mist, lying quietly in the blue world far away from the metropolitan area, like an abandoned island on the sea. Flotin's exterior resembles a giant metal model, and the architectural style inside bears little resemblance to modern Japan, and no intersection can be found between the two.

"Every time I fly in the sky and see Flotin, I look at it like you do. It's a great place where countless witches sing and linger all night long. ”

A little devil-like attendant appeared beside him, speaking in a brisk tone.

"You go often?"

"Yes, often."

The Lodger made no secret of her love for the city on the water.

"The witches who profess themselves scoff at it, believing it to be a place to sell gold, a waste of money, and to pollute the pure soul if they stay for a long time. The witches who love it regard it as a paradise on earth, the supreme kingdom of heaven, the best place to fill the void, and even a place to return. ”

"I can't see it, you're going to like a place like this."

Who would have thought that a witch full of bookish aura would go to play with Flotin behind her back?

"You all have stereotypes about me. Actually, I'm not as well-behaved as you think, and I'm very rebellious in private. ”

The golden eyes were half-narrowed, and the girl's gaze became charming and frivolous, and maybe a little dissolute. Such a look was fleeting, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the Suo was no longer around.

There must have been some untold stories about this witch. During Potions class, she stumbled upon a row of reddish-purple marks under the collar of the Lodger and a faint lip print on the collar of her shirt.

Lip prints, ambiguous red marks, they are all symbols of rebellion.