Witch Special

It is an indisputable fact that Teacher Patchouli is a peerless beauty.

Beautiful appearances are unique, and interesting souls are rare. When both are combined, they create a person who sparkles like a diamond. In Lin Zhenxi's eyes, her great teacher is just such a beauty, a person who sparkles even in her basement.

Patchouli only opened her eyes after she was fully awake, so Lin Zhenxi didn't have the chance to see her innocent look when she was still half asleep. Once she opened her eyes, her expression was clear and calm.

Seeing Teacher Patchouli wake up, Lin Zhenxi stood up from the restlessly trembling pile of magic books and greeted Teacher Patchouli: "Good morning, Teacher Patchouli."

Even though it’s already noon...

"Well, I've been waiting for you, Maki." Teacher Patchouli grabbed the soft hat on the round coffee table next to her recliner and put it on her soft and shiny purple hair.

As Teacher Patchouli adjusted her posture, the recliner behind her also deformed. The back half stood up, and the foot pad was retracted under the seat cushion, so the recliner became a high-back chair.

Patchouli searched for her shoes, tucked her bare feet into her loose-fitting indoor shoes, and stood up from her chair. She tucked her hands behind her neck, shook her long hair, and gave her head a slight shake, sending a wave of hair cascading down her back.

After tidying her hair, Teacher Patchouli sat back in her seat and looked at Lin Maki.

"Sit down, don't stand." A stool flew over from somewhere and was placed next to Lin Zhenxi's legs. It also gently hit Lin Zhenxi's popliteal fossa, causing her to sit on her head.

Lin Zhenxi sat on a stool with his arms stretched straight and his hands on his knees. He looked a little restrained, like a student waiting for a lecture from his teacher.

Oh, not like, she was the student waiting to be scolded. After all, Patchouli had told her long ago that she should come to the Garden of Death, but Lin Zhenxi had dragged it out for so long. If Patchouli scolded her now, she wouldn't be surprised at all.

It's just that Patchouli-sensei has a very good temper and always looks very calm. But it is also because of this that Lin Zhenxi doesn't want to make her teacher angry. Everyone knows that people with this kind of personality are the most terrifying when they get angry.

On the contrary, her young teacher was always noisy and often quarreled with her roommate, another witch who was also Lin Zhenxi's half-teacher. Lin Zhenxi felt that she was not arrogant. In addition, they were of similar age, and Lin Zhenxi was even a few years older than her, so she could not show too much respect to her.

But it is different with Teacher Patchouli. Lin Zhenxi completely regards Teacher Patchouli as her role model and consciously puts herself in the position of a junior.

It's unknown how long the Garden of the Dead has existed. The exact age of Patchouli, a veteran of the Garden of the Dead, is also completely unknown. Although she looks like a teenager, far too young, her temperament is incredibly calm, something someone with less experience simply cannot possess.

"There's no need to be so restrained. You're also a member here. I've told you many times, and I don't want to emphasize it again." Teacher Patchouli said helplessly when she saw Lin Zhenxi's stiff body.

After she finished speaking, she clapped her hands, and several small magic circles appeared on the coffee table beside her. Then, a half-full pot of black tea and two flower-rimmed teacups emerged from the magic circles. When they were fully visible, the teapot flew up and filled the two cups.

Patchouli picked up one of the cups, took a sip, closed her eyes, and savored the taste. The other cup of tea sprouted wings and flew to Lin Zhenxi.

"Thank you." Lin Zhenxi put her fingers through the ring of the teacup and took a sip.

The warm tea with a light fragrance slid down his throat into his stomach, and Lin Zhenxi felt that the magic power in his body was stimulated and became active.

The black tea Patchouli-sensei herself drinks is certainly not just any ordinary brew. Its magical power-boosting effect alone is worth a fortune.

Not to mention that drinking it regularly will increase your magic power limit.

These are just two of the effects that Lin Zhenxi can experience. As for whether it has other functions, Lin Zhenxi has no idea.

Lin Zhenxi put down the teacup, and it floated to her side, making it easier for her to pick it up again. The teapot flew over and refilled Lin Zhenxi's teapot.

After drinking the tea, Lin Zhenxi said, "Teacher Patchouli, I have a lot of questions!"

"Well, I know. Then let's start with the basics." Teacher Patchouli also placed the teacup on the coffee table beside her and opened her palm towards Lin Zhenxi.

A ball of water appeared in the palm of her hand.

"Maki, look at it and tell me what you see?"

Lin Zhenxi looked at the clear, transparent ball of water in Patchouli's palm, blinked, and activated her magic eye, but still couldn't see anything special about it.