Chapter 374 – The Graduation Banquet

Mo Lan gave it a rough look—the several new mutant plants included were all quite interesting, but not particularly useful to her.

She went to the Card Mall and bought a {Burrowing Mushroom – Seed Card}.

Her cards were merely carriers; the seeds inside were provided by Sylph, so even as the owner of the Book of Cards, she still had to go to the mall and buy them honestly.

She didn’t need a {Planting Pot Card}—she could just make one directly.

Mo Lan chose the smallest No. 1 planting pot—initially brown, a small square pot with 50cm sides. After she redesigned it, it became a white circular flowerpot with a 50cm diameter, adorned with a cute little red chibi mushroom on its surface.

With the pot selected, she materialized the Burrowing Mushroom seed.

The Burrowing Mushroom’s seed wasn’t a spore—it looked like a red Skittle.

Mo Lan first used No. 3 Hybrid Magic to convert her Mana into the plant energy it needed. The seed burst from its shell and transformed into a tiny red mini mushroom.

Before she could even plant it, it hopped into the planting pot on its own and buried itself.

Mo Lan had to use No. 3 Hybrid Magic to coax it back out, getting it to poke its little red cap above the surface.

Sylph, thoroughly unsurprised, said, “Burrowing Mushrooms are extremely sensitive to soil. According to the one I raised, if it’s not touching soil, it feels completely insecure.”

The moment Mo Lan withdrew her Hybrid Magic, the Burrowing Mushroom couldn’t wait even a second and immediately burrowed back into the flowerpot.

Clearly, it had only reluctantly shown its head earlier to eat the plant energy she’d given it.

“You need to spend more time nurturing it. Once it becomes familiar with your Hybrid Magic energy and recognizes you as its Mistress, it will proactively invite you inside its mushroom house and protect you too,” Sylph said.

“The way you’re describing it, it sounds like it already has a mushroom house right after sprouting?” Mo Lan asked curiously. “Doesn’t it only get a mushroom house after it grows up?”

“I thought the same thing at first—that it only develops one after growing up. But actually, the process of cultivating a Burrowing Mushroom is really just using Hybrid Magic energy to lure it out and build a good relationship with it.

It has a mushroom house from the very beginning. It’s just that the bigger it grows, the larger the mushroom house space inside becomes,” Sylph said.

“That feeling… it’s a bit like raising a plant-type magical pet.”

Mo Lan used Hybrid Magic to lure the Burrowing Mushroom out again and teased it for a bit.

When the Burrowing Mushroom jumped up and dove headfirst back into the soil, Mo Lan suddenly noticed that its mushroom stalk was smooth and rounded, with absolutely no root system.

“It grows entirely on Hybrid Magic energy. The energy it absorbs from soil is negligible,” Sylph said.

“Burrowing Mushrooms really are magical little things!” Mo Lan said.

After playing with the Burrowing Mushroom for a while, Mo Lan lay down on the bed with the little witches to rest, saving their energy for the evening’s graduation ceremony.

When night fell, Madam Amisha’s voice rang out:

“Fifth-year witches, put on your School Robes and arrive at the Great Hall before eight o’clock for the graduation ceremony.”

A complete set of regulation School Robes appeared beside each little witch—a black hooded cloak, a white inner garment, a black long skirt with long stockings, and brown leather shoes, exactly like those issued at enrollment.

“Wow! They’re giving us clothes again!” Iris exclaimed with delight.

She was the most raggedly dressed little witch in the entire year, still maintaining the rugged beast-hide fashion she’d adopted during the survival trial.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to dress more presentably—in order to take advantage of the graduation events and draw more cards she wanted, she’d converted all her spare magical power into Gem Coins and spent them on card draws.

She had no Gem Coins left to buy {Clothing Cards}, nor had she drawn any {Clothing Cards}, so she could only stitch her original beast-hide garments a bit more neatly and wear those. She’d originally thought she’d have to look this shabby at graduation, but this was an unexpected pleasant surprise!

Where some witches rejoiced, others fretted.

Mo Lan, who had painstakingly prepared a one-of-a-kind graduation gown for herself, put away that {Graduation Gown Card} with a stab of disappointment.

She picked up the regulation School Robe that looked perfectly ordinary, carrying only a touch of nostalgic charm: “Hmm? The texture of this cloak seems different from the one we got at enrollment?”

She felt the inner garment and skirt, and found that all the other clothes were identical to the ones issued at enrollment—only this witch’s cloak was different.

Moreover, Mo Lan couldn’t identify what fabric the cloak was made from, which was very strange.

Back then, she had touched every single type of fabric in the fabric warehouse. Mo Lan could recognize all the commonly used magical fabrics in Valen.

As for the rarer magical fabrics, they all had their own distinctive characteristics. Even if she hadn’t handled them personally, she’d seen Mo-Pics of them in Lady Traci’s Mo-Pic book, so there was no way she shouldn’t be able to identify it.

She asked Madam Amisha out of curiosity, but Madam Amisha only said she would find out during the graduation ceremony.

Regarding the witches’ graduation ceremony, Mo Lan knew absolutely nothing. Just like the enrollment ceremony, she had never seen any description of it in any book.

“My mother said there would be a surprise at the graduation ceremony,” Sylph said.

The other little witches chimed in one after another: “My mother said the same thing!”

“Didn’t your mothers say the exact same thing about the enrollment ceremony?” Vasida muttered.

Back then, her mother had also said the enrollment ceremony would have a surprise, and the result was that she’d been spun dizzy by the teleportation tunnel and landed face-first at the Academy.

Remembering what had happened at the enrollment ceremony, the little witches’ eager expressions froze: “Oh no, there isn’t another trap waiting for us up ahead, is there?!”

With Madam Amisha’s wicked sense of humor, it was entirely too possible!

For a moment, they approached the upcoming graduation ceremony with a few extra degrees of wariness.

At seven-thirty, the freshly dressed little witches made their way cautiously to the Great Hall.

Madam Amisha hadn’t arrived yet. Inside the Great Hall, there was only a single long table with twenty-eight chairs around it.

The little witches took their seats one by one, leaving the head of the table for Madam Amisha.

“Are we having a banquet tonight too? This is the same table we had the Magical Feast at during the enrollment ceremony, right?” Vasida said, stroking the table with anticipation.

“If we could have the Magical Feast one more time before leaving, I’d truly have no regrets!” Iris said loudly. “Headmistress, you heard that, right?”

Amisha appeared in the head seat. “Since you’ve all arrived early, let’s start the banquet ahead of schedule. That way you’ll have more time to eat.”

Various delicacies immediately appeared on the table.

The little witches were practically drooling.

“Come to think of it, how come I never found a spellbook for the Magical Feast in the Academy?” Vasida said while eating. “That’s the Magic I want to learn most.”

“The Magical Feast isn’t a traditional form of Witch Magic—it’s a new spell created by combining otherworldly magic with Culinary Magic that surpasses the Peak level.

The witch predecessor who created this spell has already passed away. The spell is now preserved in the Witch Council Library, and any witch who has earned the Culinary Witch title can transcribe and study it,” Mo Lan said.

She could conveniently transcribe the Magical Feast spellbook on her upcoming visit to Witch’s Town.