Every year in May and June, the four colleges of First University welcome Little Wizards of appropriate age from the Wizarding World to participate in the annual ‘Wizard College Entrance Exam’.
Little Wizards who pass the test can obtain an admission letter from First University—this means they can go further on the Dao of a Wizard.
Wizards who do not pass the test will find it difficult to access advanced magical knowledge in their future careers.
It is no exaggeration to say that for all Wizards, this is a fate-deciding examination.
But every year, some Little Wizards miss this exam for various reasons.
Some are sick, some are traveling.
Many also miss this exam because First University’s welcoming magic cannot reach them.
Just like the Gypsy Witch.
As one of the most ancient Witch bloodlines on the Europa continent, the Gypsy Witch’s whereabouts are very secretive. They constantly wander outside mainstream Wizard society, using various complex Spell formations to conceal their tracks.
If the Wizard Council had not always retained a seat for the Gypsy Witch Coven, many Wizards would have forgotten the existence of this group.
The First University Admissions Committee’s welcoming magic is often blocked by these Witches’ protective Spells.
In view of this, after multi-party coordination, First University implemented a make-up exam system to practice the concept of fairness to the greatest extent possible.
And these students who enter First University through make-up exams are called transfer students.
Ilena is a transfer student at First University.
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“Wait for me!” The Witch waved her hand from the other end of the street.
Zheng Qing pulled Xin Fatty, and they obediently waited by the roadside.
Ilena wore a pair of beige patent leather peep-toe high heels, clattering as she jogged all the way to Zheng Qing’s side.
Zheng Qing couldn’t help but straighten his body, trying to appear more upright. But the wide red college robe he wore silently concealed this effort.
Ilena’s wine-red wavy long hair casually draped over her shoulders, covering her fair neck. A black chiffon top paired with a red high-waisted asymmetrical skirt looked charming and alluring.
At this moment, she held a handbag in her left hand, and in her right, she fanned herself lightly with a spread Tarot deck.
Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose; a rich and fragrant scent of violets instantly filled his chest, making him feel a little intoxicated.
“Do you only wear college robes?” She tilted her Face, looking curiously at Zheng Qing.
The orange-yellow sunset painted the street.
The slightly tipsy sunlight passing through the fine down on her cheeks appeared even softer and gentler.
Zheng Qing opened his mouth, his mind blank.
“I said we should wear other clothes!” Xin Fatty mumbled beside him.
“Wearing college robes is also nice, it looks clean and fresh,” Ilena said, her eyes curving into crescents.
Zheng Qing chuckled, glancing at the college robe he was wearing.
After waking from their nap, the two lazy people argued for thirty seconds on their respective beds, finally deciding to wear the large red robes issued by the college to attend this party.
But after arriving in Beta Town, they both already regretted it somewhat.
As far as the eye could see, very few people on the street wore college uniforms.
Except for every monday and Friday, and other formal occasions requiring college robes, First University did not have too many requirements for students’ daily attire.
Under long-term influence and immersion, each college developed different dressing styles from its own culture.
Male Wizards of Alpha preferred simple white linen clothes, while Female Witches preferred white long skirts with tassels and pleats.
Male Wizards of Nine Provinces College preferred dark red robes, while female students preferred more ornate red-based Quju robes.
Students of Atlas often wore long golden cloaks over their clothes, while students of Starry Sky Academy preferred to show their charm and power with blue tight-fitting vests.
But no matter how the Wizarding World’s attire changed, it always had intricate connections with the White Dings World’s attire.
Throughout long history, although Wizards have always looked down upon the Baiding of the mortal world, they have never given up this act of observation. To quote a certain Great Wizard: “They do not have the talent bestowed by the heavens, but their creativity can stimulate our inspiration.”
Although Ilena was a Witch, Zheng Qing felt that her presence was continuously stimulating his inspiration.
Wonderful words and poems continuously surged from his heart, but at his lips, they only awkwardly turned into one word.
“So beautiful,” he murmured.
“What?” The Witch who was fanning herself raised an eyebrow, asking curiously.
“Oh, I mean, the weather is really nice today! Ah, hahaha.” Zheng Qing hadn’t expected her hearing to be so sharp, feeling an awkwardness of a secret being exposed.
Xin Fatty lowered his head, chuckling in muffled ‘huffing’ sounds.
Zheng Qing extended a finger and poked him several times forcefully.
The three of them strolled down the street towards their party destination.
Zheng Qing glanced at the Witch beside him, finally unable to resist speaking.
“I think you’re dressed very beautifully today,” he hesitated for a long time, then gathered his courage to praise her.
“Thank you. Your cufflinks are also very beautiful,” Ilena smiled happily, praising him: “I heard everyone say that you can recite all basic Talismans from memory, that’s amazing!”
“It’s all just hard work,” Zheng Qing said modestly, waving his hands repeatedly, but the smile on his Face couldn’t be stopped.
“Are those rumors true?” Ilena fluttered her large eyes, leaning closer to Zheng Qing, and asked in a lowered voice: “Like the matter of suppressing a Wild Demon in Four Seasons Square and saving a group of Little Elves. Also, are you really a successor of the Kunlun Dao lineage?”
Zheng Qing reined in his smile, hesitating on how to answer.
Because the rumors Ilena mentioned were a mix of truth and falsehood.
For example, that Wild Demon boar indeed fell asleep under his Talisman paper;
And also, he did save a group of Little Elves—he was still worrying about their lives even now.
But no matter what, rumors were just rumors after all.
These rumors are truly hateful, Zheng Qing thought, his Face conflicted.
“Of course it’s true!” Xin Fatty, seeing Zheng Qing remain silent for a long time, thought he was too embarrassed, so he put an arm around his shoulder, sticking out his thumb and boasting: “My Qing Ge’er doesn’t like to show off, but among the new students, who doesn’t know his abilities—those Little Elves are still staying in our dorm!”
“No, no, no.” Zheng Qing frantically waved his hands, denying it.
Originally, seeing Ilena’s adoring expression, he had been tempted to vaguely admit to these things.
But in the end, he couldn’t bring himself to be dishonest.
“I don’t know the Thunder Spell, and the Talismans I draw don’t have that much power.”
“I did save a group of Little Elves, but I didn’t stop that Female Demon. In reality, it was the result of everyone fighting with all their might.”
“And I’m not a Kunlun successor either. Of course, I do inherit a Dao lineage, but in fact, I don’t even know which family or sect it belongs to. I haven’t formally entered the sect yet, and my teacher has never told me.”
“As for the school gossip, it’s all just gossip.”
Zheng Qing poured out the words that had been bottled up for a long time, and his heart felt much lighter.
He looked at Ilena sincerely and said:
“I just hope these rumors won’t affect your mood.”
Xin Fatty stomped his foot and sighed from the side, looking utterly disappointed.
Ilena, however, smiled even more brightly:
“You’re so cute!”
Zheng Qing’s expression froze, and his Face fell:
“How can a Male Wizard be described as cute.”
He mumbled.