Cloud Thinking

Britney was silent for a moment. She didn't expect Helia to notice her little action. She felt a little complicated, a little relieved, but also a little embarrassed. She avoided her gaze and tried to get by in silence, but Helia kept staring at her. It seemed that as long as Britney didn't give a decent explanation, she would keep staring at her to see who would give up first.

Forced to do so, Britney sighed in compromise, raised her head to meet Helia's gaze, nodded and said, "She does look alike, no wonder Hawke kept her with him."

"But it's wrong for Hawke to do this. He shouldn't impose his thoughts about the deceased on an innocent girl. This is not fair to the girl at all."

"But it seems that Marshal Hawke doesn't favor this adopted daughter who looks like my mother that much." Helia tapped the plate lightly with her fork. The sound was not loud, as light as a pin drop compared to the noise of the ball, but Britney felt it was like a death knell.

Ever since she asked that question, the smile on her face had fallen off little by little, and now one could already see the obvious displeasure on her face. After all, Hawke's behavior was a blasphemy to her mother. Although she didn't have much affection for Madeline, whom she had never met, she still had family affection for Claude.

To blaspheme Madeleine is to blaspheme Claude, the royal family, and herself. How can she be happy?

"She just looks like Madeline, but their personalities are completely different. Hawke just wants a tangible support, but he doesn't want to see someone doing things that disgust him with his baby sister's face." Britney shrugged, and then said: "But Hawke never told me this. To be honest, I was a little angry when I saw each other for the first time."

"If Claude knew about this, he would probably be even more angry. Just because he couldn't do anything to Hawke doesn't mean he can't deal with a little girl whose hair hasn't even grown out yet."

"So, you have to keep this a secret, Bailey."

Helia snorted and laughed, then cut the cake on the plate into small pieces. The sound of the silver fork rubbing against the plate was annoying, but she seemed to enjoy it. She slowly put the cut pieces into her mouth and bit them hard. Britney seemed to hear the sound of her teeth rubbing against each other.

"It depends on my mood."

If she provokes me any day, I will show no mercy.

Because they had just talked with Avril, the queen of the freshman dance, many people came to chat with Helia and Britney. There were especially many girls who came to Britney, but Helia was obviously in a bad mood and stood there with a sullen face. After chatting for a while, everyone left on their own accord. While leaving an impression, they also saved themselves from boredom.

After the freshman dance, Helia devoted herself to study as she said. She had been thinking recently whether it was the right decision to come to Carter College to study magic. Claude had wasted so much manpower, material resources and money just to go to school. If she failed to achieve anything, she didn't know how to face Claude when she returned.

Whenever she thought of this, she would recall what Claude had told her: With him behind her, don't worry about making mistakes, just go forward boldly.

Claude is actually a good father, Helia thought. Although he has a cold face and always says scary things, he actually loves his two children. It's just that his tenderness is hidden in the little details and under his tough and cold words.

If you don’t steam the steamed buns, you’ll lose your reputation!

Helia quickly put away her extra thoughts and studied ancient language seriously, with the same energy she had when she spent days and nights in the library preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination and the civil service examination, drinking coffee like water. She always believed that hard work would be rewarded. As long as she worked hard enough and put in more sweat than others, her success would knock on her door sooner or later. She believed that she would become the person that she and Claude would be proud of!

After three days of hard work and efforts, Helia's burning fighting spirit was completely extinguished by the cold water of the ancient language.

No, is this ancient language really meant for people to learn? Why is it so difficult? Am I the only one who finds it difficult, or do everyone else? Is there something wrong with my intelligence?

In order to find out whether it was a common problem or an individual phenomenon, Helia went to find Britney after class one day. She had learned these things a long time ago and just slept in class. The teacher didn't care about her and her classmates only had some opinions at the beginning, but when they saw that she didn't bother others, they ignored it with the attitude of out of sight, out of mind.

"Britney? Britney!" Helia grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard, waking her up. Britney rubbed her eyes and sat up, mumbling, "Is dinner ready so early today?"

"I'm not asking you to go eat, I just have a question." Helia squatted down and clung to Britney's table edge. She glanced around and made sure no one noticed them. Then she asked in a low voice, "Did you find it difficult to learn the ancient language?"

Brittany yawned and just happened not to hear Helia's words, "What did you say? I didn't hear you. Say it again."

"I say, did you find it difficult when you first learned ancient languages?" Helia raised her voice and spoke word by word through gritted teeth.

"Hmm..." Britney thought about it seriously. Seeing Helia looking at her eagerly, she seemed to understand something. She smiled and lowered her head to get close to her, and said in a mean way, "Do you think it's difficult?"

Without waiting for Helia to argue, she confirmed her guess and continued, "Then why don't you ask me for help? I'll give you some special treatment!"

Looking at Britney's mysterious smile, Helia suddenly realized her identity. Britney was an eighth-rank magician! I guess this ancient language was a piece of cake for her! She actually left such a big golden finger unused, which was really a waste!

Britney doesn't look serious all day long, so it's hard to associate her with a genius like an eighth-level great magician. Besides, her appearance is too deceptive. Judging from the appearance, she is just like Britney.

"Really? Then I'll leave it to you!" Helia held Britney's hand tightly, her eyes shining. When she thought of having such a big and thick golden finger by her side, she couldn't hide the excitement on her face.

"Just wait to worship me!" Britney patted her chest and promised. She has always been confident in the field of magic, and she does have the confidence. If Helia were to be in Britney's body, she would definitely be even crazier than Britney is now!

Helia is a good student. Compared with Britney's lazy attitude when learning dance with Chico, she is serious and focused, diligent and inquisitive, and works hard. But the problem is that Helia seems to have no talent in languages.

Before she came here, she only knew Chinese, her English scores were always average, and her spoken English was terrible. If the college entrance examination had to include spoken English, she would definitely say goodbye to the double first-class universities.

Britney was not a patient teacher either. On the third day after she made her bold statement, she collapsed and ran away because she could not teach Helia the most basic grammar, leaving Helia and her exercise book, which had only a few exercises on it, staring at each other in bewilderment.

Britney couldn't teach herself, so what should she do? Helia propped her head up and stared at the red crosses on her homework. After thinking about it, she finally found a character who was more reliable than Britney.

"You want me to help you with ancient languages?" Yoriff didn't expect Helia to find him on her own initiative. Even though he was busy with experiments, he still took time out to meet her.

"Yes, I don't seem to have any talent for languages. Britney couldn't teach me, and she ran away in collapse." Helia stated the facts with some grievance. If even Yoliv was going to reject her, she was afraid she would have to fend for herself.

"It's okay. I was also very frustrated when I was learning ancient languages. I couldn't learn it at one point and almost gave up. I understand how you feel." Yoliv gently comforted him, "How about this, since I'm busy studying and doing experiments during the day, I only have some time at night. After 8:30 every night, you come to the library and I will help you review what you learned that day. How about that?"

"Really? Is it too much trouble for you?" Helia looked at Yolief pitifully, her eyes full of "don't reject me". Even if Helia was not a princess, he couldn't bear to reject such a lovely girl.

"Really!" Yolif couldn't help but touch Helia's head. Although this behavior was very offensive to Helia, she was now a distant relative of Marquis Frank and a Beley. There was nothing wrong with a brother touching his sister's head.

"Then we have a deal!" Helia stretched out her pinky finger and hooked it around Yoliv's pinky finger under his puzzled gaze. She pressed the seal when he wasn't expecting it and said with a smile, "Once you press the seal, you can't regret it, cousin."

Yoliph smiled helplessly. After all, Helia was still a child. With such a character, people would be reluctant to lie to her for fear of feeling guilty.

Yoriff was much more competent than Britney, he was responsible and never ran away. Although Helia always heard Yoriff sighing, she felt that Yoriff had sighed all his anger in this life, but even so, he did not run away. He would appear in the corner by the window of the library on time every night, explaining to Helia over and over again, never getting tired of it.

If the ancient language tortured Helia mentally, then it was a double blow to Yoriff physically and mentally. Helia only received a few weeks of extra lessons, and her complexion looked fine, but Yoriff was so haggard that he looked as if someone had sucked all his yang energy away, and the dark circles under his eyes were scary to look at.

According to him, the experiment had recently reached a critical stage and the laboratory couldn't do without him, but he had to find time to tutor Helia, so he had to be a night owl and catch up with the progress of the experiment late at night.

Helia felt very guilty about this. After telling this to Chico, the other party showed a thoughtful expression, and finally patted her on the shoulder, saying that he would repay the favor for Helia, but Helia didn't need to worry about how to do it.

This went on for a month and a half, and Helia had finally advanced from a novice in ancient language to a beginner with some achievements. Although there was still some gap between her and other students in the class, she was able to keep up with the teacher's teaching progress.

After the overall teaching progress of the ancient language is more than halfway, the first-year students will take part in the practical class. The so-called practice is to learn how to chant spells and cast magic. Before the practical class begins, the first-year students must first take a small test in the ancient language stage. Only qualified students can participate in the practical class. Those who fail will be temporarily suspended until they pass the small test.

Helia didn't do very well in the exam, she just passed with a low score, and the examiner gave her a pass with a reluctant look. Fortunately, only the teacher and the student knew the results, otherwise Helia would definitely be laughed at by Avril. She dared to speak out and laugh at others at the freshman dance before, but ended up like this. Helia wanted to strangle herself to death for being so outspoken.

Alas - sometimes the mouth moves faster than the brain. I have to control my mouth in the future, otherwise it will cause disaster sooner or later.

"Today is the first practical class. The teacher will only teach you the simplest and most basic magic. After that, everyone will line up and take turns to take the magic test."

The teachers for the practical classes were not fixed, as each teacher specialized in a different field, so they took turns. The one teaching them today was Professor Mobicius. He held a slender wand that was much taller than him. Looking closely, the wand was still emitting a strange luster, which flashed for a moment, revealing the magic patterns carved on it.

"The magic test is very simple. Just use the magic I taught you today to attack the target. Try your best to inject all the magic power in your body into the magic wand, and then release it with all your strength." Mobichues continued to explain, "We will divide everyone into groups according to their initial magic power and provide targeted teaching."