Chapter 47: Unknown Name

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, in the Witch Academy, there is a witch who is as beautiful as a fish sinking and a goose falling, as beautiful as the moon hiding and flowers blushing. Although she hasn't made a name for herself yet, she will surely shock the entire academy in the future. Who is this witch?"

In front of the dressing mirror, a beauty was looking at her reflection in the mirror, muttering to herself.

"Of course, it's me, Dorothy."

The young girl asked and answered herself like this.

"Stop being narcissistic, Young Lady. Come out to eat."

A clear, cold, and noble voice, sounding like a hymn in a cathedral, came from outside the room.

"Coming, coming."

Upon hearing that it was time to eat, Dorothy, who indeed felt her stomach rumbling with hunger, immediately lost her narcissistic thoughts. She stood up happily, turned to open her suitcase, took out the newly bought school uniform, and put it on directly.

It must be said that the craftsmanship of witches is truly amazing. The size of this new clothing was just right; after putting it on, it was neither tight nor loose, fitting very well. It was so suitable that she almost couldn't feel that she was wearing clothes, having a sense of freedom and ease like sleeping naked.

However, this was obviously an illusion. Dorothy looked at the mirror in front of her again. Reflected in the mirror was a petite and charming witch dressed entirely in black.

Her pitch-black long hair was as smooth as a waterfall, and its exquisite luster was like the night sky, mysterious and quiet. Her peerless face seemed as if it shouldn't appear in reality; this was a divine posture that should only exist in the fantasy paintings from a master's brush.

Looking further down, the young girl's graceful figure was neither too fat nor too thin, perfect to the point of not needing extra decoration. Even the most simple school uniform had the style comparable to a fashion show stage at this moment.

The white shirt on the upper body was of the most simple style, outlining the young girl's purity. It was just that the inconspicuous but exquisite patterns on the collar highlighted the young girl's love for beauty, appearing wonderful and youthful, making people sigh that a young girl's heart is always a poem while also unable to help wanting to get closer to admire it.

The pants on the lower body were the lantern pants that witches often wear. The originally pure white fabric appeared somewhat pink and tender after being worn due to the contrast with the owner's skin color. The design of wide pant legs and tightened cuffs made these pants look chubby while also appearing charming and cute.

And the black witch robe outside, which should have been wide enough to completely cover the figure, was too well-fitted, causing heart-stopping, wonderful curves to be faintly outlined as she moved, making people dazzled and unable to look away.

This feeling of being clearly covered tightly but always feeling as if one could see something was just like the famous cat in quantum mechanics, always making people feel itchy. While adding a bit of mystery to the witch, it inexplicably added a bit of sexiness.

Dorothy: "......."

Why does it feel like this school uniform isn't very decent? But it clearly looks like the most simple school uniform style?

She remembered the witch tailor named Mary in the witch specialty store, as if she could see Miss Mary sticking out her tongue and giving her a thumbs up at this moment.

Tsk, that perverted tailor, is even the clothing she makes so lewd? I won't buy clothes from her next time.

Dorothy thought this in her heart.

But it does seem to look... good.

The witch looked at her new look in the mirror, swaying left and right, and finally made an evaluation.

"You are so slutty."

Saying this, Dorothy herself was amused and couldn't help but show a happy smile. Consequently, the room, which was still somewhat dim with the curtains drawn, was lit up by this smile, exceptionally bright.

It's just a pity that such wonderful beauty cannot be displayed to the outside world.

"Snap..."

Dorothy snapped her fingers lightly.

Consequently, her smooth long hair floated automatically, braiding itself into a thick braid. Her long bangs hung low, directly covering her eyes that shone like stars.

The large, tacky black-rimmed glasses jumped onto Dorothy's high and straight nose bridge by themselves, once again covering one-third of her perfect face, leaving only her full, cute small red lips and exquisite but not sharp chin exposed.

Considering that it will be mealtime soon, let's give the mouth and chin freedom first; let's not put on a scarf yet.

Consequently, the peerless beauty from before had disappeared, replaced by a tacky, inconspicuous little country witch.

Hehe, didn't expect that, Miss Mary. No matter how good the figure is, if the face doesn't work, it's all for nothing. No one will look. All your little thoughts on the school uniform are now useless. Who would care about the figure of an ugly duckling?

Dorothy, who was also a senior old pervert in her previous life, smiled disdainfully.

Only a pervert knows how to deal with another pervert.

Thinking this, she proudly opened the room door and walked out.

....... Little witch opening the door......

Outside the door, what first caught Dorothy's eyes was the luxurious but warm high-end decoration, just like in the luxurious carriage before. This house was full of luxurious items that the little witch didn't even dare to imagine. Not to mention the furniture, even any random small decorative ornament was a luxury item that Dorothy didn't even dare to dream of before.

The country bumpkin immediately walked carefully on tiptoes unconsciously. After walking through the corridor at the door of the room, her vision suddenly opened up after a few steps. A huge living room came into view, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the living room, the scenery outside the house forced its way into Dorothy's vision just like that.

Well, actually, it was all blue sky and white clouds.

However, walking a little further forward and then looking down, a vast and boundless urban scene was directly in full view.

Standing at the top, looking at all the mountains as small.

This is the very center of the Witch Academy, the landmark building of the Witch Academy—the top floor of the Tower of Radiance.

Although it sounds very powerful, strictly speaking, this towering building that is thousands of meters high is actually just a dormitory building. But just like its name, the Tower of Radiance, only the most outstanding witch students in the school are qualified to live here.

This building has 1000 floors in total. Except for the public space on the first floor, every other floor is inhabited by an outstanding witch. That is to say, only the top 999 students in the school are qualified to move in here, and the current total number of students in the Witch Academy is about 500 million...

In addition, here, the floor of residence is also related to the academic ranking. The higher the ranking of the witch student, the higher the floor they live on.

Dorothy is currently on the top floor of this Tower of Radiance. This is the residence of the successive Chief of the Witch Academy—the Student Council President.

It's just that now...

Dorothy turned her head and saw the President who ruled over the entire Witch Academy, who was currently wearing a pink fluffy rabbit apron and cooking lunch in the kitchen.

Well, actually, it can't be considered that she is doing it. She is just standing in the middle of the kitchen, and the rest are the kitchen utensils moving by themselves.

The ingredients are washing themselves, the kitchen knife is cutting vegetables by itself, the stove is controlling the heat by itself, the spatula is waving by itself...

Hmm, everything is in good order, just as if several invisible chefs are busy in the kitchen. A mouth-watering aroma is coming from the pot.

Are you moved? The President is personally cooking for me.

Anyway, Dorothy was very moved; her tears couldn't help but flow from the corners of her mouth.

She never expected that this Angel Witch, who seemed to have the temperament of a Young Lady, could actually cook. Although it was just that kind of cooking magic with set recipes, this was already very amazing. One couldn't ask for more, right? After all, don't such Young Ladies usually not touch the spring water with their ten fingers?

"It smells so good, the craftsmanship is good. This is the life series magic of the Witch of the Forest, right? Hmm, the taste of the latest sixth edition of the Cooking Spell."

Dorothy walked to the dining table, sat down, and then said.

"Hmm, this series of spells is very easy to use. I like it very much. The Witch of the Forest is indeed the most amazing spell master among the new generation of witches. Every one of her spells is very novel and easy to use. It's just that most of her spells are biased toward the life system, and there are not many combat system ones."

In the kitchen, Sophie Liya nodded. Even as arrogant as she was, she was full of admiration at this moment, saying this with a tone of feeling inferior.

"Hmm, thanks for the compliment."

Upon hearing this, Dorothy couldn't help but say somewhat embarrassedly.

"Please don't be narcissistic, Young Lady. I wasn't complimenting you."

The Angel Witch rolled her eyes, too lazy to pay attention to her.

This annoying Young Lady could always make Sophie Liya irritable. Yet, hindered by the teacher's orders, the Angel Witch still had to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of this Young Lady. It's bitter.

The pure white young girl sighed, feeling somewhat mentally exhausted. It was precisely because of this distraction that a ripple appeared in the originally perfect and orderly kitchen.

"My meat."

Noticing the disorder of the spell, Sophie Liya was anxious. But before she could take action to correct it, she heard a snap of fingers.

An incredible thing happened. The spell that originally belonged to the Angel Witch was suddenly taken over by someone, and it began to operate smoothly with a perfect rhythm that made Sophie Liya marvel. Everything was so harmonious and natural, just as if this spell had really come alive. A more tempting aroma began to erupt from the pot.

"Beautiful wandless casting, perfect magic control. Young Lady, are you also a fan of the Witch of the Forest's spells?"

The pure white witch raised her head, looked at the tacky witch at the dining table who hadn't put down her hand that snapped her fingers, raised her beautiful eyebrows, and asked like this.

Although she was arrogant, she was never the kind of person who didn't reason. The Young Lady's hand of magic was indeed worth praising. At the very least, in terms of proficiency in this spell, she was indeed far inferior to her.

However, acknowledging is acknowledging, but Sophie Liya still felt a bit unhappy in her heart. She was a witch with a strong desire to win. It was fine that she was careless and lost the duel before, but now she lost in spell control again, and what she lost was her most proficient cooking spell.

You know, she had always had the habit of cooking by herself. She had been using this cooking spell almost every day for three meals since she learned it, and her control was quite high, but she still lost.

It seems that this Young Lady's love for the Witch of the Forest is even above her own.

Sophie Liya inexplicably had a feeling of "I lost again" in her heart.

And to this, Dorothy put down her hand while smiling shyly.

"It seems I forgot to tell you. Actually, I am the Witch of the Forest. That is my login name on the Magic Web."

Angel Witch: "......."

After a slight silence for a moment, she decisively took off the apron on her body, then ran to the dining room, put the pink fluffy rabbit apron on Dorothy, and finally sat down herself.

"Then the kitchen will be left to you, Young Lady, from now on."

Dorothy: "........" ===== CHAPTER 48 =====