Chapitre 279: Purpose of the potions

Julie sat on the floor of her dorm, and Cillian sat next to her, watching her eyes move across the lines of the spellbook. She asked him, 

"How do you know which lines to mix and page them together to make a spell? Is it a pattern?" 

"Not necessarily," replied Cillian, and he placed his finger on some lines on the page. "You see the spell is a language that comes from the witches. For people who are not adept at it, they find it hard to follow, and miss words."

"Language for the witches?" Julie raised her eyebrows, and then she asked, "Is it possible to get a knowledge transfer?" she joked, but Cillian didn't smile at her words. 

"Give me your hand," said Cillian, and Julie wondered if it was possible. She eagerly stretched her hand towards his hand that had turned back to its Corvin state, one of his fingers pierced through the palm of her hand.