After enduring an incomprehensible math class, not long after, a slender figure in a black professional suit, Teacher Lily, walked into the classroom.

  She smiled gently as always, instantly brightening the entire class. The boys in the class turned into kindergarten children, eagerly greeting the teacher with cheerful "Good morning!"

  "Good morning, class. Today we will discuss the pros and cons of dark magic. As you should know, dark magic is divided into three categories: Necromancy, Curses, and Shadow Magic. So, what are the different levels of magic within these three categories..." Teacher Lily spoke fluently, her voice soft and melodious.

  Usually, Lucifer would be entranced, listening intently, but today, after hearing that, his expression was as if he had just eaten a dead fly.

  To make matters worse, his eccentric desk mate made a "See? I told you so!" expression beside him.

  Shit, you’re not wrong; it’s just that I’m the one who’s sick!

  Impossible!!

  Lucifer could no longer hold back and abruptly stood up from his seat.

  "Teacher Lily, aren’t we supposed to have chemistry class?" Lucifer questioned.

  His desk mate, Kangu, noticed Lucifer standing up to question and tried to pull him back, but after hearing what he said, he made a dramatic "Oh my God!" gesture by slapping his forehead.

  As soon as the words left his mouth, the quiet classroom erupted in laughter.

  Over forty students in the class were laughing uncontrollably, especially William, who was laughing so hard he was almost in tears.

  Teacher Lily did not laugh; she simply adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, maintaining her smile as she looked at Lucifer with her clear eyes and said earnestly, "Lucifer, the chemistry you mentioned is a science, but science does not exist here. You shouldn’t be infatuated with those unreal things; instead, you should focus on studying magic seriously and become a useful magician to society, understand?"

  Can you imagine the expression on a young boy's face when a chemistry teacher sincerely and seriously says something like this? It’s as if the sky is falling!

  God, just kill me!!

  ...

  Wait, why does Teacher Lily’s statement sound so much like something that old man Ying, who has already passed away, would say?

  Could it be that there really is a magical realm, and I have fallen into this magical world??

  ...

  Lucifer thought this was all a dream, but unfortunately, it continued for several days.

  And his waking consciousness told him that this was not a dream at all.

  On the fourth morning, while he was once again hazily having breakfast at a shop near the school, two male students beside him were discussing magical tools. Lucifer couldn’t quite grasp what magical tools were, but from their tone, it sounded impressive and very expensive, comparable to a car.

  "Lucifer, why do you look so unenergetic? How about I buy you something to perk you up? The big exam is coming up, and whether you can awaken to become a magician depends on this exam..." The breakfast shop owner said with concern.

  Lucifer automatically filtered the owner’s words into a question about his academic performance.

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

  A strange demonic wind swept through the stall, stirring up some dust that was about to taint Lucifer's milk. He quickly gulped down the milk, appearing listless.

  The demonic wind intensified, and Lucifer even felt a strange pressure spiraling downwards, slowly pressing down on him...

  Haystacks danced wildly, dust and stones flew along the road, and the girls shrieked, covering their skirts in embarrassment.

  Lucifer was somewhat used to it; it was just another teacher using the "Wind Track" magic to hurry along, although this time it was a bit more intense.

  "What... what on earth is that??"

  "Oh my gosh, that’s so cool!"

  "Wings! That person has wings behind him, super cool, just like in the videos!!"

  "Wind Wings, my God, I actually witnessed high-level wind magic—Wind Wings!"

  The surrounding crowd was filled with noisy exclamations, making it impossible for Lucifer to enjoy his breakfast.

  Lucifer put on a nonchalant expression and looked up, but the next moment, he stood there as if struck by lightning, his drowsy eyes widening to an unimaginable extent, unable to look away!

  In the azure sky, on the corner of a rooftop, swaying tree canopies, and the fluttering school flagpole...

  A man dressed in a silver-white wind robe glided through these unreachable places, tracing a stunning arc across the sky like a dreamlike sprite!!!

  When Lucifer sat in the back of the classroom, bored, he would often stare at the clouds, the sky, the tree canopies, and the flagpole, watching free-flying birds weave between them. However, he had never imagined that someone could actually fly by with magnificent wings!

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  This should only exist in movies, yet it was so vividly imprinted in his eyes!!!

  "Wind... Wind... Wind Wings!" Lucifer stared at the silver figure soaring in the sky, unconsciously uttering the name of the magic.

  Unlike the previous Wind Track, Lucifer could feel something within him surging violently in shock, a desire breaking through his original thoughts, yearning to emerge!

  Yes, for the past few days, he had been in a daze, unable to accept all these changes, but now he suddenly realized that this transformation was so exhilarating, as if he had encountered someone he had fallen in love with at first sight!!

  As the shock faded with the mysterious man’s flight, Lucifer had already told himself in his heart:

  Even if this is a dream, I will wait until I learn Wind Wings and can soar freely in the sky before waking up!

  ...

  Lucifer's time was very limited.

  Based on his previous world’s timeline, the graduation exam was just twenty days away.

  In these remaining twenty days, Lucifer only figured out a few key points:

  The courses included:

  Basic Theory of Magic

  Magical Star Tracks

  Demonology

  Magical Tools and Artifacts

  Materials Course

  And also History of Magic and Geography of Magic

  Of course, Lucifer also learned one crucial piece of information.

  Basically, none of the students could cast magic yet, as these students who had undergone basic magical education were learning broad theories, concepts, and knowledge.

  This was similar to how middle school graduates in his original world still lacked practical life skills.

  This was definitely good news for Lucifer, as he knew nothing about this magical world and had to start learning everything from scratch.

  The most critical transition from a magic student to a true magician was "Magic Awakening."

  "Magic Awakening" was akin to a development ceremony. At the opening ceremony of the magical high school, all magic students would undergo a "magical baptism," which was precisely the Magic Awakening!

  Different individuals would awaken different categories, and Lucifer learned from his desk mate Kangu that most awakenings were elemental categories, which were the ones typically covered in regular courses: Wind, Fire, Water, Light, Thunder, Ice, and Earth.

  The two spells Lucifer had seen before, "Wind Track" and "Wind Wings," were respectively basic and advanced atmospheric magic. If someone awakened the wind category at sixteen, with diligent practice, they could learn these spells.

  ...

  So, to become a flying magician, the first step was to get into high school and obtain the opportunity for every magical high school student—the Magic Awakening!

  ...

  "Lucifer, you don’t really want to take the magical high school entrance exam and awaken to become a magician, do you?" Kangu asked seriously.

  In Kangu's impression, Lucifer was someone who didn’t care much about studying, and suddenly being so serious about magic was simply shocking.

  Lucifer was too lazy to explain to his classmate; anyway, he was determined to get into the magical high school and seize that incredibly precious opportunity for awakening.

  "You studying now is useless; you’ve missed so many years of coursework. It’s better not to waste your time," Kangu advised.

  Kangu was well aware that in the last magical mock exam, Lucifer scored only 6 points, the lowest in the grade. With such a score, how could he possibly get into a magical high school?

  A poor student is a poor student; no matter how hard they try, it’s futile. Just accept your fate.

  "Kangu, you should really study harder."

  Hearing Kangu’s incessant chatter, Lucifer grew a bit impatient.

  "Why?" Kangu asked.

  "Kangu, do you know you’re ugly?"

  "I know," Kangu admitted sincerely.

  "Well, there’s a saying you should know: ugly people should study more... uh, ugly people should learn magic!" Lucifer said earnestly.

  "FUCK!"

  Kangu was right; in just over twenty days, no genius could possibly catch up on so many years of coursework, especially since the exam content was entirely different concepts.

  Lucifer knew he had little hope; he wasn’t cramming knowledge to pass the exam but was genuinely moved by magic and wanted to learn, to learn fiercely!

  ...

  ...

  Time passed quickly, and twenty days flew by.

  Lucifer did not wake up from this so-called magical dream; instead, he began to believe in the real existence of this world and faced the magical assessment that was supposed to come!

  On the day of the assessment, the area outside the school was crowded with people, whether for magic or science exams. Parents were either driving or walking, all coming to pick up their children because every parent knew that this exam would directly determine their children's future.

  After exiting the examination room, Lucifer looked at the bustling traffic, pondering why there were cars in a magical world, and quickly returned his thoughts to the exam content.

  After more than twenty days of hard study, Lucifer had truly reached a level where he could understand the exam questions. As for whether the answers were correct—well, as long as he was happy.

  "Lucifer, Lucifer..." In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a pale face raised his hand high towards Lucifer.

  Lucifer looked at the familiar face, surprised, and called out, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

  "To pick you up. Now that you’ve finished the exam, you’ve graduated. I found you a job in the neighboring district doing business. Uncle Mengqi will take you; after a few years of experience, you can do it on your own. If you’re lucky, you could earn three thousand a month, which isn’t bad. It’s good to start working early," Bruce said with a warm smile.

  The world has changed, but I’m still a poor student, and Dad is still Dad. Lucifer could feel that familiar warmth that nothing could change.

  Bruce had mentioned running business before, and if it were a month ago, Lucifer would have unhesitatingly chosen the path his dad arranged for him because he had to walk this path and enter society.

  But now, he was unwilling.

  This society has cars, phones, computers, and refrigerators; technological products have not changed at all because of magic. If he couldn’t become a magician, he would end up as a worker producing these things. Damn it, what’s the difference from his original world? I want to learn magic!!

  "Dad, I want to continue studying." After a long silence, Lucifer finally expressed his thoughts to Bruce.

  "You didn’t like studying magic before, did you?" Bruce raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled.

  "Uh..." Lucifer felt a headache coming on. How should he explain this? God!

  Bruce looked at his son, who was about to turn sixteen, and a simple smile appeared on his face as he said, "It's okay, Dad won't blame you for not studying hard in magic; everyone has their own aspirations."

  "That's not it, I really want to learn," Lucifer replied earnestly.

  "Can you pass the exams?" Bruce asked.

  "No," Lucifer answered with certainty.

  Whether it was a science exam or a magic exam, there was no doubt that Lucifer wouldn't pass.

  "Then that's settled. It's fine. Although the ancients often said: all things are inferior, only magic is supreme, there’s also the saying that heroes can emerge from all walks of life..." Bruce continued.

  After hearing this, Lucifer couldn't help but smack his lips.

  There was a lot of information that Lucifer had to process automatically, but during the conversion, it often left him speechless. For example, he remembered one day when the history teacher told the class that the ancestor of light magic was "Edison." At that moment, Lucifer felt utterly crushed!

  Bruce patted Lucifer on the shoulder to comfort him, but suddenly noticed that his son was silent, and his expression seemed off.

  No one knows a child better than their father. Bruce slowly put away his smile and lowered his voice a bit, asking, "Are you serious?"

  "Yes, I want the chance to awaken. Although I know it's too late to regret now, I really want to study hard and become a magician," Lucifer said sincerely.

  Bruce remained silent for a moment.

  Lucifer didn't say anything further.

  "Do you really want to learn?" Bruce confirmed once more.

  "Really," Lucifer nodded without a hint of hesitation.