All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Tao Na recalled the story of that day and still found it interesting and exciting.She was the one who had the most contact with Linde in the dream world group of four.Her eloquence is much better than that of Bordon, so listening to her description makes Livia very visual.

Livia envied the halfling Taona.

"Mr. De Lin should be a good person. Since he is a good person, what he does is also a kind cause. We should help him." Livia looked at the library tower in her dream, "I will get there one day of."

Both Bordon and Tao Na encouraged her.

"I heard from Qim that you have been here a long time ago." Bordon scratched his head, "Are you busy? I don't see you much."

Livia's cheeks were red. She couldn't say that she had suspected that the library tower was a purely natural and additive-free cult, right? This is not loyal.

"It's quite busy." The merchant's daughter walked over with a beard, and then smiled, "But don't worry, I will come every day from now on. I will continue to light candles, you have to be careful, don't be overtaken by me."

Bordong rubbed his earlobes honestly and said shyly: "I am stupid, illiterate, and can't afford a book. I will definitely not be able to catch up with you."

Tao Na also smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I don't know many words. Fortunately, Mr. Adkin is willing to teach me."

The words of the young groom made Livia extremely guilty. She remembered what her brother Andre had said that not everyone in this world has the same opportunities and conditions as them.

In the past, Livia didn't understand. She was a little bird living in a golden birdcage. She didn't know that her compatriots in the forest still needed branches to build their nests.

"Mr. Capin, do you still live in Dagger Ford?"

"Just call me Bordon!" The groom was flattered, and his young man's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. "No one has ever called me sir before. Oh, I still live in Dagger Beach. Ms. Morwen is getting better now, but the castle still needs it. Someone had horses, and she was kind enough not to drive me away.”

"Well, Bordon, after two days, a postman from Waterdeep City may find you." Livia's eyes were bright, "I'll give you a gift. We are all friends. Please don't refuse, and Forgive me for being abrupt."

Bordon nodded slowly.

Tao Na's eyes lit up, and she extended her hand generously, "I want a gift too."

Looking at the halfling cook's bright beetle-like eyes, Livia couldn't say no. She was very happy that she had another friend, "No problem! You will get a gift too!"

The three of them looked like children who combined were no more than ten years old, smiling carefree through the darkness between the silver-cast roads in the dream world.

Livia secretly lamented that although she did not leave home, she could still dream about making friends, and her fate was really hard to fathom.

She thought of Qim again, that arrogant boy who was similar in age to Livia but had completely opposite personalities.

Zim invited the merchant's daughter to meet in private and left the dreamland without giving her a chance to refuse. Livia's physical condition does not allow her to go out alone, and of course she cannot meet Zim in Waterdeep City.

In the next few days, Livia once again devoted herself to the great cause of learning.

Bordon told her that accumulating intracranial light does not necessarily require learning theory, but only requires inspiration, so any creative work can generate candlelight. The young groom gained inspiration by working as an apprentice to a carpenter.

Tao Na learns tavern tunes and musical instruments from the bard, and can also accumulate candles.

Livia feels that she is better suited to using her brain, as everyone has their own way.

The next day, Qim came to ask her when they could meet. Livia explained her situation and had no choice but to drop the matter.

"By the way, Zim, what do you do to accumulate candlelight?"

Qim looked at her deeply, turned away, and whispered: "Learn to pick locks."

"what?"

"Nothing, I mean, carving stone."

"You are still an apprentice craftsman." Livia's tone became much gentler.

"Yes." Zim said irritably. He is just a thief. Compared with the real professional thieves, he is not in the mainstream at all. In this notorious industry, he is also an inconspicuous little shrimp. There is no way he can compete with the young and beautiful people. The girl looked up.

"You have to work hard." Livia encouraged.

In the next few days, Livia always encouraged Qim and asked him to work harder, because the boy was far behind in the number of candles he had accumulated, and he did not appear in the dream world for several nights.

A thief's work and rest is always a little bit upside down.Zim always excused himself by saying that he was too busy.He somewhat disliked Livia's familiarity, as if he regarded himself as the leader.

Livia can indeed be regarded as the leader in this small circle. After studying hard, her progress is very fast. She can make at least three candles every day, getting closer and closer to the library tower, leaving others behind. In addition, she was the most generous one, and the gifts she gave to Bordon and Tao Na were of great help to them.

In the package that the groom was eagerly awaiting, there was a fine steel sword, a set of swordsmanship classics, a dictionary of common language, and a small amount of silver coins, which were enough to support Bourdon in finding a calligraphy teacher and getting rid of the dilemma of illiteracy.

To Na, the cook, a lot of poetry, a lute, and money, too.She didn't have to rub Edkin's violin to practice.

In order to buy these things, Livia secretly sold some jewelry with the help of the maid. After all, she had no pocket money, and the necklace given by her brother Andre was also among them. The family can no longer lock up their daughter.

The improvement of living conditions made Bordon and Tao Na both like Livia.

Zim secretly felt sad that he was the only one who didn't get a gift because he refused to give his address.

The thief Qim lives in the dock area and hangs out with a group of thieves. His home is the den of thieves.

Zim was crowded into a house with many other children of similar age, enduring a beggar's life, lack of nutrition, and years of control and beatings. Life at the bottom of the bottom will always give birth to some little people who think they are smart. This Ah Q spirit is universal to many universes in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

Zim also thought that he was very good and that one day he would be able to stand out and become a professional rogue or even an assassin. He would join the powerful gang in Waterdeep City, the Xanatha Guild, and do some prestigious and big business.

But he finally found out that this was a dream. The young companion was beaten to death with a belt by the thief leader because he ate a piece of sausage, and the dog raised by the boss could eat steak every day.

This is not human life.Seeing the blood and pale face of his companion, and hearing the cries of the children around him, Zim no longer dared to say that he was awesome.He just finds it ridiculous.

A month ago, Qim was stealing on the street as usual, but was beaten by several hostile thieves and thrown into the sewer. Fortunately, he survived the disaster and even picked up the broken statue of the tower. His destiny changed quietly from then on.

Qim found that some strange phenomena often occurred around him, such as the spontaneous combustion of straw mats, such as the bursting of water bottles. For example, once, his boss asked Qim to open the lock in three seconds, and if he couldn't do it, he would cut off his fingers. At the last moment, he was anxious and worried. Sweating profusely, the complicated lock cylinder opened automatically.

He also often has some strange inspirations. He can hear the silent wind and see the lightless fire. The magical power hidden under the surface of the world echoes his bloodline, but Qim knows nothing about it.

He told Livia about these things, and Livia, who had a lot of experience, immediately guessed the reason.

"You are a sorcerer! Lucky you, a natural spellcaster."

"But I don't know any magic."

Livia tilted her head and said, "Maybe it's not time yet."

Before the time came, Zim couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to get out of the gang of thieves as soon as possible. If he stayed any longer, he might not survive the next month, but he had no ability at all.

The supernatural Linde always only appeared in other people's stories, and he was too far away from the thief Zim who was struggling in the quagmire.The gods on high will not set their sights on the dirty corners of Waterdeep's docklands.

He can only rely on himself.