"Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
"Magic-brewed love doesn't need a reason."
"Though it's not as deeply imprinted in one's soul as true love, it's even more romantic and heart-pounding."
These were the words that Professor Li had once spoken to their naive college selves when beginning their potion classes.
As a university student who had only received half a month of formal wizard education, Zheng Qing's understanding of love-related magic was quite superficial. The limited knowledge he possessed made it impossible for him to discern the difference between real love and magically created love.
Although his roommates expressed some concern about his romantic situation, Zheng Qing didn't take it to heart.
The feelings between him and Elena were indeed very subtle, but he was very sure that they were not the effects of any magic.
After all, such a beautiful girl.
