All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

The clouds in the sky are ever-changing, and strong winds blow from the east, turning the clouds into the form of galloping beasts, which are lovely and beautiful.

The whistling of the natural spirit blows in the wind, like a distant and lost song.

The singing echoed endlessly.

After one hour.

"They're coming." Linde squinted at the end of the horizon. Strong convection formed a large low-altitude cloud cluster, coming in like a tsunami in the sky. Under the clouds, there were also a huge number of clusters of various birds, arranged in rows. They formed a formation in the shape of a wild goose, riding the strong wind and gliding towards the Western Navy Islands.

"What are these birds doing here?" Stan stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Doric said softly: "It may be for fertilization. When I was practicing with the Druid in the Neverwinter Forest, in order to restore the natural ecology, I needed animals to bring seeds and fertilizer."

Linde's face was stiff, "Are you saying these birds are here to poop?"

Doric smiled and nodded.

"Build a protective shield quickly!"

The echoes of natural spirits enveloped the isolated island, and the power of the four elements turned like the gears of time, wearing away the hard rock, weathering and breaking it into dark gravel, and further shattering it into fine soil-forming parent material.

Flocks of birds on land and sea came furiously from three directions, southeast, north, south, east, south, north, and rained feces, mixed with seeds, and laid a white, foul-smelling blanket on the island's mountain peaks and wilderness.

"Damn it, I feel like it's running like hell right now." Stan held his nose. Although they were all staying in the protective cover and the air was clean, the sight of dung and hair coating the walls and drenching his head was enough to make him sick .

Looking at the flock of birds dancing wildly and the whitewashing of the island, Linde suddenly thought of an island on Earth.

"Stan, have you heard of Nauru?"

"what?"

"Nauru is a small island in the Pacific Ocean. Countless seabirds rest on the island during their travels and excrete a lot of feces. The phosphate in the guano is an excellent fertilizer raw material. The local residents make a fortune by selling phosphate rock. "

"Ah, I understand. But no matter how nice you say it, you still can't make me feel good about the scene in front of me."

Doric said solemnly: "Natural cycles are never all about beauty. Fruits rot to make seeds sprout, animals die, more animals grow. Wildfires burn forests, and next year there are more saplings. How filthy is the island now , how beautiful this island will be in the future.”

Linde and Stan looked at each other silently.

"What's wrong? Am I right?"

"You're right." Stan smiled. His blond and blue-eyed handsome avatar has a bit of the charm of the US team, and he looks very sincere when he smiles.

The birds come and go quickly, like a swarm of bombers, dropping plant seeds and manure on the island and then scattering in a headwind.

Birds are keen, they know it's going to rain.

Thunder rumbled in late autumn, and a hearty rain fell, refreshing and cold. The rainwater rich in wilderness magic softens the deserted rock formations, and the organic matter combines with the soil parent material. After the maturation of the four-element cycle, rich black soil is formed. The seeds from the land followed the bird droppings and were buried in the soil with the heavy rain. At this moment, they sprouted and grew rapidly.

Lind reduced the shield on the top of the mountain and let the silver tree bathe in the rain.

The dull silver on the surface of this sapling is as bright as a mirror in the rain. The branches do not move, and the scattered candlelight on the crown is not affected by the wind and rain at all, forming clusters of shining light in the dim sky. .

The bare islands are carpeted with grass and shrubs.

The spiritual songs of the natural spirit gradually alternate like chapters of a symphony, from the vigorous dance of summer to the mood of autumn.

The heavy rain suddenly stopped, and then a gust of frosty wind blew in, causing the grass and trees to suddenly wither and turn yellow, and the rainwater seeped down. The originally fertile soil was depleted of nutrients due to the activation of grass seed tree species, and became hardened and dry. A burst of wildfire ignited, burning all the vegetation and piling up black ash all over the mountains and plains. Repeatedly, the process of natural succession continues to accumulate biomass.

When it rained for the second time, perennial trees also grew tall and tall. When it rained for the third time, the abundant natural essence attracted some fey creatures from the outer planes, and they teleported and migrated here.

Lind looked at the scene in front of him and gained more understanding of the Druid's way.

"Time is speeding up before our eyes. The time flow of this universe is driven by the circulation of the four basic elements. It's really a wild universe structure." Seeing Lie Xin nodded lightly, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "How much?" Rick, do you want to learn time magic?"

"Time magic? Isn't that something only mages can understand?"

"Mages also develop time magic by studying the operation of the universe. The truth will not be biased based on your profession and path. Druids are close to the power of the four elements. Speaking of which, they are more suitable than other spellcasters to delve into the origin of time and space. Of course, only in worlds connected to the four elemental planes."

Doric shook his head. Druids were more or less conservative. Even when faced with the temptation of powerful power, they could maintain a simple and natural mentality.

"If you let me stay in the study and read, I might as well go to the wild and live with the wolves."

"Well, everyone has his own ambitions." Linde did not feel sorry. Knowledge can seduce Candlekeep scholars, but some people regard it as rotten wood. Everyone should have their own way of living, and they don't necessarily have to chase power.

The transformation of the isolated island by the spirit of nature is coming to an end. After the last heavy rain fell, the barren wilderness is already covered with green grass and lush vegetation.Dense forests are all over the hills, and the wind blows, and Lin Tao bursts.A part of the natural spirit settled in the island and turned into an invisible patron saint, guarding the sacred tree on the top of the mountain.

The silver tree was nourished by the natural energy, and it jumped suddenly. It was already two people tall, and the trunk needed four palms to hold it together.

Every day from now on, this tree will grow one inch taller, and its root system will continue to penetrate deep into the magic net, and gradually spread to the multiverse beyond the main material plane. Every time it is connected to a new plane, the silver tree will get different energy nourishment.

As a quasi-law god bound to the sacred tree, Linde also clearly felt the vitality of the silver tree.

A faint spark of divinity has been conceived in the trunk.

With a thought in Lin De's mind, the divinity in the silver tree went up along the trunk, injected into the highest main branch, and blended with the candle representing Lin De himself.

"call--"

He felt a star burst in his chest.

All the senses are soaring to the limit at this moment, intense joy, pain, sadness, anger, jealousy, gratification, warmth mixed, and finally just like a chaotic cloud, choked in the throat.Every end of the nervous system is filled with intense bioelectricity, his eyes are dazzled, and his soul seems to have passed through the membrane on the surface of the material and immersed in the depths of the magic net.

At a certain moment, he felt himself sinking and rising at the same time, and while his affinity for magic soared, his inspiration also broke through the boundaries of mortals.

Warlock Linde felt the ground beneath his feet recede.

Part of his existence passes through the ether plane, sinks into the inner layer of the multiverse, travels the two energy planes, the four elemental planes, and senses the duality of good and evil in the multiverse, as well as the pure source of matter.

Part of the inspiration ascended to the astral world, which is a spiritual field, making Linde's divine will feel like a fish in water.He skimmed through the outer planes, passed the residences of the gods, and the lairs of demons. The eyes of the gods and the great demons stared at this inexplicable divine existence, with malicious and good intentions.

Linde acted according to his super senses.

Even if it fell into the mire of the eyes of the gods, it still continued to rise.

He passed through the outer plane and reached the void, where matter disappeared and the magic network was severed.

The gods and daemons witnessed this divine presence, "passing through" nothingness.

Warlock Lynd "surfaces".

His head emerged from the chessboard on the long table, turned around, and saw himself, Io and Stan Lee.

A lot of food was piled up in front of Ai Ou, and the deity activated the secret spell [Crazy Thursday] from the far east to bribe the DM, and Io choked on it.

Linde and "Linde" looked at each other as if looking in a mirror.

"It's all me, what's there to see? Hurry up and go back to build the floating city."

"Give me a door mark." The avatar reached out to the deity.

Linde also stretched out his hand, and his two index fingers met in the air.