People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

"I'm here to show you how to be a truly powerful woman through beauty."

"A lady's smile is her sword, and it wins the battle for true love."

"Pick up the mirror and attack!"

But the next second her face fell again, "Do you think I would say that?"

"Vain, ignorant, empty-headed fools?"

She looked at the princes again, "And you, big, strong, muscular guys?"

Facing Baqir, she changed her face again.

"Of course, this certainly does not include you, Your Majesty."

"You are also very good, Sophie and Agatha of Gavalden."

Sophie's plain black gown and Agatha's afro and masculine clothing also attracted her favor.

"You have to understand! Beautiful faces and strong bodies will disappear with aging."

"Only wisdom will always be with you, growing with experience and age."

“And history is the shortcut to wisdom.”

"It records the lessons learned from history by our ancestors. We can gain wisdom and strength from it to move forward."

"The Ugly Duckling tells us to persevere in the face of adversity." She glanced at Sophie and Agatha.

"The Legend of King Arthur tells us that beauty lies not in appearance but in the heart." She glanced at Beatrice, who was sitting close to Basil.

"The story of The Frog Prince tells us the importance of credit." She looked at the Frog Prince's daughter, Beatrice's black follower.

“These stories are mostly familiar to readers outside the country.”

"They call them fairy tales. To us they are real history, the stories of your fathers."

"That's what I'm going to teach you today."

Professor Anemon waved his hand, and the wall flipped over. The pink wall that looked like a little girl's room turned into a wall of thick books.

"Let me introduce myself again. I am the head of the History of Magic class."

"In this class you will learn to fill your soul with so much history that you can—"

She waved her fingers, and a book with a white cover and gold edges flew into her hand.

It clearly reads "The Legend of King Arthur".

The pages of the book will open automatically:

[The Sword of Kings was forged in the elven kingdom of Avalon. The tsuba of the sword was made of gold and the hilt was inlaid with gems. Because its blade could cut through iron like mud, the Lady of the Lake named it Excalibur (which means "broken steel" in ancient Celtic).

Merlin then warned Arthur: "Although the sword of the king is powerful, its scabbard is more valuable than the sword. Whoever wears the scabbard of the sword of the king will never shed blood. You must not lose it."

But later King Arthur lost the scabbard, and even though he had a sword that could cut through iron like mud, he was eventually killed by the traitor knight Modermord.

At the request of King Arthur, Belleville threw the sword back into the lake and returned to the Elven kingdom of Avalon with King Arthur.

"Of course, this is just a legend from the outside world. Our history is different from the real fairy tale. The Broken Steel Sword has no scabbard."

"It does not cut through iron like mud. Its power does not lie in killing, but in its appeal to the magic of good. Only the king of good can truly exert its power."

She looked at Baqir.

Tedros, who was not far away, lowered his head in shame. In his hand, Excalibur could only make the blade glow and cast a few light waves.

Agatha took his hand.

Professor Anemon continued speaking.

"Just like King Arthur used it to chop off the head of the evil red dragon, killing it completely, and it was not because it was sharp."

"You know, before this, no weapon could harm it."

"Even the sharpest sword in the fairy tale kingdom, the legendary sword of the king-chooser, the Sword in the Stone, was broken before its scales."

"But a broken steel sword that is not made of sharpness can break its scales."

"why is that?"

Encouraged by Agatha, Tedros stood up and said, "Because good always wins. Because we fight for each other and care for each other, this is the love of good people. The wicked only fight for themselves, which is a million miles away from love."

"Yes!" Professor Anemon nodded approvingly. "Please take a seat."

"The Broken Steel Sword can unite the good, awaken the magic of good in all people, contain them, illuminate the darkness, and defeat evil."

"However, our lesson today has little to do with it."

"It's history—"

Her hand reached into the pages.

When she pulled it out, a luxurious scabbard separated from the pages and appeared in her hand.

But the outline of the scabbard was strangely blurred, as if one were looking at it through a foggy window.

"That's the power of history. Find strength in the past, even if it's fake. Come on, ladies and gentlemen. Immerse yourself in the story, find the part that excites you, and try to feel it."

"Even though you haven't been given magic yet, you can adapt now."

The books on the bookshelf jumped to every student's desk.

Beatrice raised her hand. "Professor Anemon, can you give me the Legend of King Arthur?"

She glanced at Bajir timidly and said, "I want to make a suitable scabbard for my prince."

After she finished speaking, she gave Sophie another provocative look.

But Sophie just smiled coldly and thought disdainfully, "I am already the scabbard of Bajir."

As for Baguirre, he also chose "The Legend of King Arthur".

The moment the scabbard appeared, he felt Excalibur on his waist shudder.

The same thing happened to Tedros, except that he wanted to pull out the sharpest sword that had been broken, the Sword in the Stone, to prove that he was worthy of being the heir to Camelot.

Sophie chose "Tinderbox". She hoped to get the tinderbox so that she could summon three big dogs. She could tell their size from the description of the size of their eyes - as big as a teacup, as big as a water wheel, and as big as a round tower.

They can also speak and bring back a steady supply of copper, silver and gold for their owners.

Just as Madison envied Sophie for getting magic from the cards, she also envied Madison for the summons she got.

Not to mention the beautiful unicorn.

Especially the Golden Snitch, as long as it is not destroyed, it can continue to restore magic power and physical strength.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 108 Not Useless [Radiant]

The bell rang for the end of get out of class and Professor Anemon clapped his hands.

“You all did a great job.”

She was very satisfied with her performance today and the existence of the legendary king. In fact, the historical magic taught in this class also has conditions to achieve.

First, you need to be familiar with the historical chapter that corresponds to the treasure you want to summon, and write a descriptive paragraph about the treasure.

Origin, function, appearance, the more detailed the better.

Secondly, you need to awaken the magic of your fingers and open the hole from your heart to reality, so that you can interfere with reality and turn the virtual into the real.

The content of this class is actually to make everyone familiar with the treasures they want to summon and cultivate the emotion of desire.

After she told them this fact in the past when she was still the Head of History of Magic, during the subsequent book reading session, although they all forced themselves to read carefully, they were actually very absent-minded.

Magic comes from emotion. If you already know the facts, your heart will take failure for granted and will not be tempered.

And today, because of the existence of His Majesty, everyone is eager to show their success in front of him.

Even though she said it was just to adapt in advance, they were still holding back their anger.

But she still didn't think anyone could succeed.

In fact, the praise just now was a prelude to her announcing the end of the class.

However, in this classroom, there is a real reader.

Readers who have truly memorized all the fairy tales and awakened the magic of their fingers.

"I got it!" Sophie's fingers glowed as she reached into the book, and a shabby, foggy tinderbox appeared in her hand.

She rubbed it gently, and a huge dog as tall as a person and as if cast in bronze appeared out of thin air in front of her.

Its eyes are the size of teacups.

It said, "My Lord, what is your command?"

Sophie was very proud, but she still tested the dog's ability: "Bring me the pillow from my bedroom."

Then with a "whoosh", the dog disappeared.

No one, including the professor, said anything. Like Sophie, they all held their breath, looking forward to what would happen next.

After a while, there was another "whoosh" sound, and the dog came back with a pillow in its mouth.

"Good job, dog." Sophie took the pillow. Its surface was very dry, without any signs of being bitten.

As she finished her words, the tinderbox shattered into tiny dots of golden light. The same happened to the dog.

Then, Professor Anemon led everyone in applause.

She knew how amazing this was. In historical magic, beginners and mediocre people with insufficient magic power could only summon ordinary items without magic.

For example, a teapot or a piece of clothing.

As for items like the tinderbox, which has magical powers and is called a treasure, few students can successfully summon it, even when graduation is approaching.

And now, Sophie has done it.

"How did you do it?" Professor Anemon asked trembling with excitement.

“The story is calling me.” Sophie frowned. “It’s not as if I summoned it, but it’s calling me?”

Professor Anemon nodded, "Yes, it is the story that chooses the reader, not the reader that chooses the story!"

"Everyone, remember this. Sophie, this book belongs to you from now on."

"You must remember that for those who have mastered the magic of history, storybooks are their scabbards."

"Okay, get out of class is over!"

Bajir frowned and looked at Professor Anemon's back. She had already walked out of the classroom.

He felt that he had been deceived by this hateful Professor Anemon.

Except for Sophie, no one took anything out of the storybook until the end of the get out of class.

He did feel a magical force similar to the power of emotion, and it responded to the story in his hands.

But that reaction was more like turning over while sleeping because one felt that the sleeping position was not right.

His intuition told him that unless he underwent the piercing ritual, the magic in his body would awaken and be able to respond to the story.

However, others do not know this.

So in the next two days, all the princes and princesses began to hold a book in their hands and recite something.

This also includes Madison, who obviously does not have the magic of Sophie's world, but when Sophie is away, she holds "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" in the hope of pulling the Elder Wand out of it.

But when it comes to craziness, it's the students in the school.

Some even use books as pillows, such as Tedros.

Even in survival class, they are like this.

Although they all changed into sporty clothes that were easier to walk in the woods, they still each held a book.

The teacher of the survival class is a goblin.

He was very tall, and the clothes he wore seemed to be made of bark and moss, his beard and standing hair were green, he had pointed ears and white skin.

His appearance was explosive.

He hid in a tree. When he opened his mouth to speak, you would have thought the tree had eyes and a mouth.