Positive little sun, magical girl, I am awesome

"No matter how much it likes water, it doesn't need to be watered every day. The air in the greenhouse is already humid enough. And—"

Lilith patted the white porcelain flowerpot of the borage again and said, "Why did you change the flowerpot? The hydrophobicity of the ceramic pot is much greater than that of the porcelain pot. If it was a ceramic pot, it shouldn't be like this."

"Ah, I just think this porcelain basin is more beautiful..." Lulu twisted her fingers guiltily.

"I think if I change the pot now, maybe I can save it before Potions class." Lilith said as she took action to find a ceramic pot and a spade, ready to save the poor borage immediately.

Lulu hurriedly stopped him, "I'll do it, I'll do it. How can I trouble you with even this? Lilith, can you help me with this too!"

Lulu grabbed the spade and pushed another flower pot in front of Lilith.

“What is this...?” Lilith looked at the bare flowerpot, confused.

"This is the seed." Lulu looked at the flower pot anxiously while holding a flower shovel. "That borage plant at least has some changes, but I don't even know what this one is. Do you think it could be a pest? Ouch!"

Lulu screamed in pain, and Lilith felt a black screen in front of her eyes. Something fluttered past her face and pecked Lulu's head fiercely. Then it flew to the top of the greenhouse flower rack, grabbed the edge of the rack, and adjusted its gorgeous feathers that were so angry that they exploded. Seeing the shocked eyes of the two little girls, it proudly raised its head and looked to the other side.

I almost forgot there was such a thing in the greenhouse. Lulu's eyes widened, she covered her head and bowed repeatedly to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it must not be an insect pest, I was just guessing!"

Mockingbirds, the people of Gaia prefer to call them mockingbirds. Their calls are as beautiful as those of nightingales. They like warm environments and feed on insects. They are specially raised in greenhouses by the academy to avoid large-scale insect pests. They are very dedicated and are the smallest employees in Goletia Academy.

The mockingbird tilted its head and looked at the two people below with its small green bean-sized eyes. Lilith could almost feel the anger and contempt in its small eyes. It raised its head proudly and uttered a few clear and melodious bird calls. With its expression at the moment, Lilith could only say that the name of the mockingbird was well-deserved.

"Oh, yes! It must not be an insect pest!" Lilith agreed with Lulu loudly. What should she do if she can't afford to offend the Mockingbird? Just coax it.

The fat little bird finally felt a little better when it heard them admit their mistake. It hopped around on the shelf, turned around, and faced their butt towards them. It then stopped making any sound and concentrated on preening its feathers.

Lilith and Lulu breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it had no intention of attacking. Lilith picked up the spade and dug up the soil in the flowerpot layer by layer until she almost reached the bottom, and finally found the seeds.

“Uh…” Lilith looked at the thin seedling that had just broken through the seed shell, and then remembered that her own plant had grown to more than the height of a palm, and she spoke with difficulty, “Lulu, I think you may have buried it too deep. The soil is too heavy and thick, so it has no strength to climb up…”

"Oh, what should I do? Will it not grow anymore? I am a herder at home and have never grown medicinal herbs! It's all over..." Lulu threw herself on the table and wailed.

Lilith picked up the underdeveloped seed again and examined it carefully. She sighed and said, "In this state, I'm afraid it won't grow in the Potions class next week..."

She looked at the seed that had stubbornly broken out of the shell deep in the soil and felt that it was so pitiful, as if she could hear its faint cry for help.

There were many feverfew daisies planted in the greenhouse. Although feverfew daisies were not magical plants, they were commonly used as neutralizers in many magical potions. Therefore, they were planted in large quantities by magicians. September was their blooming season. Lilith stood in the greenhouse, the rich fragrance of the flowers drifted into her nose from time to time, which reminded her of the fragrant garden at Melissa's birthday party.

Eh——?!

An idea flashed through Lilith's mind, and she caught it sharply. She recalled the conversation she had with the mysterious black-haired male teacher in the garden maze on the night of her birthday party. That was the first time she experienced the wonder of magic. What did he teach her at that time...

Lilith hurriedly buried the wilted seedlings in the shallow soil, trying to recall all the details of that beautiful and magical night. Although she didn't know the specific effect of the spell taught by the gentleman, it did make the flowers rejuvenated and bloom again. Maybe she could give it a try!

"Lilith, what are you doing?" Lulu looked at Lilith's actions, puzzled.

"Don't make noise, dear. I'm thinking." Lilith put her hands on the flowerpot, trying hard to recall the spell that the gentleman taught her. The spell was a bit long and much more complicated than what she had learned recently. She was immersed in the teacher's gorgeous face at the time and could not remember some details. She needed to review and recall it carefully.

"...I can only try my best." After silently reciting the pronunciation details of the spell several times in her mind, Lilith took a deep breath, placed her hands on the basin, closed her eyes and recited it softly...

A cool feeling came from the palm of her hand, like a gentle breeze passing over her palm. Now Lilith understood that this was the elemental fluctuation brought about by the sudden gathering of elemental power. She knew that she had succeeded in casting the spell. Before she could open her eyes, she heard Lulu gasp beside her.

She opened her eyes and followed Lulu's shocked gaze, and saw that the young borage plant that had fallen over stood up tremblingly under the gaze of the two, and grew taller and taller, and finally shyly stretched out a small flower bud in the direction of Lilith.

Lilith felt an itchy touch in the palm of her hand, which brought a tingling sensation. She quickly retracted her hand. It turned out that the seed had finally broken through the soil and gently touched Lilith's palm with its tender and somewhat yellow leaves, as if to express gratitude.

"Ahhh! Lilith, you are so awesome! Thank you!" Lulu only then saw the seedlings in the flowerpot. She screamed excitedly and hugged Lilith, jumping and laughing. Mr. Mockingbird was startled by the noise. He fluttered up and leaped onto another flower stand, making a few hoarse croaking sounds. Although Lilith couldn't understand what he was saying, she felt that it must have been scolding very unpleasantly.

"Okay, okay, it's resolved." Lilith was infected by Lulu's happiness and hugged her with a smile. "There's still time, let's go and call Hannah to have afternoon tea together!"

When Lilith and her classmates returned to the dormitory after a happy weekend, it was almost dark. She walked up the stairs slowly and heard lively laughter coming from behind. It was the group of young ladies who came back.

When Lilith turned around, she saw a group of girls in gorgeous clothes. The scene was even more solemn than the first day of school. It felt like they were attending some important banquet. Lilith had been hanging out in the greenhouse and rolling on the lawn for the whole afternoon. Her overalls were wrinkled beyond recognition, with a few weeds mixed in. She seemed to be on a different level from the crowd opposite her.

Of course, the one at the front of the crowd was Catherine. She always wore a black dress, and her cold white face had a hazy beauty in the night. Lilith smiled and waved at her as a greeting as usual.

Unexpectedly, the princess just glanced over, left with the crowd without saying a word.

——Huh? Lilith was stunned at being ignored.