Moran listened to the gasps behind him and felt that he was not alone. For the three of them, the consumption of magic infection was nothing. Even Moran, whose magic power had not recovered completely, did not eat breadfruit at this time, which did not affect his practice at all. The three of them were also the first to be able to stably turn the developing paper into a uniform dark green. The bell in the clock tower rang twelve times, and when the class was over, other little witches were able to use magic infection techniques one after another. Although the developing paper in front of the little witches was dark and light, it was indeed a uniform green. Ms. Amisha finished the class with satisfaction, and before leaving, she did not forget to remind them: "The first time you open the energy vision, you must be supervised by an adult witch. During the lunch break, don't try it yourself. Once there is a problem, your eyesight will be reduced at the least, and you will go blind at the worst!" After confirming that every little witch heard what she said, she left with peace of mind, without any intention of supervising everyone. As soon as Ms. Amisha left, many little witches stood up from their seats.
"I'm so bloated! I want to go out for a walk to digest it! Otherwise, I won't be able to eat any breadfruit in the afternoon!" "I'll go too!" "I want to go to the bathroom." "Let's go together!" ... After a while, most of the classroom was empty. There really wasn't a little witch who was curious and took a chance on her own eyeballs. Moran was not surprised by this. She had long discovered that little witches were much more mature than the same-age children of the Blue Star humans in her previous life. She also went to the bathroom with Washida and Sylph. Then they went back to the classroom for lunch. Washida and Sylph ate breadfruit cakes, while Moran continued to eat breadfruit. After filling their stomachs, Washida and Sylph wanted to go to the castle. Moran shook his head: "You go, I want to practice magic infection again." "Aren't we all qualified?" Washida was puzzled. "But there are different shades of green. We have only mastered a certain degree of magic infection. I think practicing more should help improve our control over magic." Moran said. "Don't rush it... After learning magic and using more magic, the control will naturally improve, right?" Sylph didn't quite understand. They had been sitting in the classroom facing the developing paper for two hours, and she wanted to go to the castle garden to get some fresh air.
"More practice is always good." Moran said: "You two go! But can you lend me your developing paper?" This way she wouldn't have to wait for 30 seconds to recover. "You use it!" She was so determined that Vasida and Sylph didn't force it. Once the two of them left, Moran was really the only one left in the classroom. Moran continued to try magic infection. At first, he tried to make the developing paper turn into various shades of green with uniform colors. Later, he increased the difficulty and turned it into uniform yellow and red. Finally, she even controlled the output of magic power, so that the developing paper could present different red, yellow, green groups and even patterns according to her wishes and ideas. When her own developing paper was in recovery time, she went to practice at the seats of Vasida and Sylph. Taking turns with three developing papers greatly improved her efficiency. Through repeated practice, she understood her magic power better. She had a clear sense of how much magic power and what kind of output speed could make the developing paper present what kind of effect. Moran knew that the color change on the developing paper was only for magic infection. Practicing stable output to make the developing paper appear red, yellow, and even various colors of magic power would not help her much in casting spells in the future, when there would be different magic output requirements. However, such training can enable her to better control her power, master the state of meditation and casting, and freely gather her thoughts. Even though she has not seen her first card yet, there is no doubt that the groove in the middle of her card book is a magic swallowing weapon. Looking back, the reason why her magic power was flowing out that day and she couldn't stop it was not only because it was her first time to mobilize her magic power, her emotions fluctuated greatly, and she had no control consciousness. It was also because the card slot had too much attraction to magic power. Half of it was because she didn't realize that she had to control it, and the other half was simply sucked dry by the card slot. Moran definitely didn't want to try the situation that made her faint all of a sudden like before again. After thinking about it, she could only practice more magic control herself. Vasida and Sylph went out for a walk and came back. A quick glance at the developing paper in front of Moran saw a lot of red, yellow and green. Full of questions, why did it go back the more I practiced? Moran was satisfied and stopped: "You are back? How is it?" "Most places are not open to us now, even the library. Currently, only some empty classrooms can be entered. There is nothing to see. We walked around the small garden of the castle and came back. It is very beautiful there." Sylph said: "But Moran, why are you getting worse and worse with practice..." "Look! Does this look like a painting, a hillside with poppies and wild chrysanthemums in full bloom?" Moran said as if offering a treasure: "There are too few colors and it is not possible to mix them. You have to look carefully to see a little bit." Vashida and Sylph looked carefully. "It really looks a bit like poppies and wild chrysanthemums!"
"The green of different shades seems to have a bit of grass feeling." Although it is a bit rough, it is not a random arrangement of colors. "Moran! Did you make the developing paper like this on purpose?" Washida asked in surprise. "Yeah!" Moran said, "Not bad, right? Unfortunately, practicing with developing paper to this extent is the limit." Hilph nodded, "We have only been out for more than an hour, and you can use magic to paint on developing paper. It's amazing!" "Compared to this, our practice is too superficial!" Washida said. "There is still some time before class, you can practice more!" Moran said, "It's still very useful!" "Yeah!" Washida and Hilf couldn't stand it anymore and started practicing. Moran didn't rest either. She ate a few bites of breadfruit and continued to infect the developing paper with different strengths to deepen the impression. Not long after, Ais and Alba returned to the classroom, talking and laughing. As they were talking, they suddenly saw Moran and the other three sitting neatly in their seats, concentrating on practicing magic infection! There was no sound at all, so they just noticed it now. Ais asked Alba uncertainly: "Is the class not started yet?" She even glanced at the podium, otherwise she would have thought that Ms. Amisha was here too. Alba shook her head: "I didn't hear the two o'clock bell! Ms. Amisha is not here either."