All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 385 The door in the tree, the place where the ring is cast

Stan ignored Elminster, who looked serious, as if he was facing an enemy. He turned and waved to Livia and the others, "Come here, children, I will take you to visit the Silver Tree."

Livia passed by Elminster, raised her skirt and bowed to him, making a ladylike salute. The old mage took off his hat and returned the gift.

Tauna passed Elminster, grinning broadly.The old mage responded with a warm smile.

Bordon bowed to Elminster, and the old wizard bowed in return.

Zim stood on tiptoes with his chest raised, walking sideways like a crab. He held his head high and nodded slightly towards Elminster. Those who didn't know thought he was the Duke of some country. Facing the legendary spellcaster, There is this style.

The old mage narrowed his eyes and coughed: "Simon Olma, come here."

A certain great-great-grandson who was huddled behind Qim weakly poked his head out and smiled awkwardly, "Ah, good day. What about that, great-great-grandfather, how are you doing?"

Elminster blew his beard and glared, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Simon, the unlucky boy, wanted to say a few nonsense words, but he finally scratched the back of his head and lowered his head, revealing his scalp that had been chewed by the unicorn.

"I...I know I'm not a qualified Alma. I'm sorry."

"You think I'd be disappointed in you? What do you do for a living?"

Simon was embarrassed like a wet dog, "By cooperating with thieves, stealing and robbing..."

Elminster patted him on the shoulder affectionately, smiled and said, "Not bad."

"what?"

"Don't you know that I have also been a thief and a robber?" The old mage smiled, "Simon, arcane blood flows in your body. You are born to control magic, so don't doubt yourself."

Elminster walked side by side with Simon, following behind Stan and the others calmly.

Stan led people towards the Silver Tree. The spatial structure on the top of the mountain was very special. The closer to the Silver Tree area, the more stretched it was. From a distance, it looked like a small tree that was only as tall as a person. When you walked in, you discovered that it was already stretched. Fifty feet tall, the trunk required four people to hug it.

The tree and the walls of the Duke's castle were higher, said Bordon.

The appearance of the silver tree is old, like oxidized and blackened old silver, the bark is as rough as cracked glass, and the trunk is tall and straight, like a tower.Looking up at the crown of the tree, there are hundreds of pure white candles, scattered sparsely on the branches pointing to the sky.

Across a small ring-shaped lake, everyone saw an old bipedal dragon sitting on an island in the center of the lake under the shade of trees. The dragon's body is coiled like a snake, covering the silver tree in its arms. At this time, the huge amber dragon eyes are facing the pilgrims who are visiting the sacred tree.

Stan shouted from across the lake, "Make a path for us!"

The dragon raised its neck, revealing the door of the tree trunk covered by its head.

The huge and majestic dragon head hangs down by the lake, uttering solemn dragon language from its mouth.

"FoKrahDiin! [Ice Breath]"

An extremely cold blue air flow blows out, forming a fan-shaped ice channel on the mirror-like calm lake.

Elminster squinted his eyes, and he could see that there was a portal to the elemental plane of water below the lake. These living waters were clear and full of vitality, and were difficult to find in nature on the main material plane. That giant dragon was very strange. It was not a five-color dragon or a metal dragon, and the spell it used was unprecedented.

Delinriel was shrouded in the light of candlelight, and the eyes of the gods could not penetrate this veil. Therefore, spokespersons are needed to act as mediators.

The old mage nodded thoughtfully, as if responding to an inaudible voice, and then turned his gaze to the water, to the reflection of the silver tree, his gaze becoming more solemn.

Stan walked onto the ice track and said comfortably: "Well, this feels a bit like winter."

The majesty of the giant dragon is very frightening, making people feel as if they have fallen into an ice cave. Not only does it feel a bit like winter, but it also makes people feel cold.

Livia doesn't say a word, just listens to Stan.

"Later, you can light a candle for the Silver Tree with your own hands. The Silver Tree will give you a five-ring memory stone, which is considered a benefit for newcomers. If you want more memory stones in the future, you must apply in advance and use candlelight to do so. Changed."

"What is the memory stone?" Although Tao Na was afraid of the dragon, she still expressed curiosity. Everyone was grateful to this enthusiastic substitute.

"Memory stones are spell slots. Wherever the roots of the Silver Tree spread, memory stones can be used to replace spell slots. Currently, in the main material plane, only Delinriel has covered the root network, but other planes and even other universes already have it. Part of the root system. Once the multiverse network is established, you can also venture to other worlds."

Elminster's ears pricked up, listening to every word.Kerstein did not continue to explain.

At the critical moment, it was Tao Na who spoke up: "Why can memory stones be used in place of spell slots where the roots of the Silver Tree spread?"

"Because the root system of the Silver Tree is a magic net."

"What?!" The old mage screamed louder than anyone else.

Stan turned to look at him, "Midnight sent you here, right? Didn't she tell you the truth?"

Elminster looked serious, and the situation repeatedly exceeded his expectations.

The old mage closed his eyes and meditated. In a short moment, he saw the smooth and bright silver root system, like nerves and blood vessels wrapped under the skin of the surface world.The magic net and the root system go hand in hand, but in Delinriel, the magic net is darker than other places. Although it is not as extreme as the dead magic area, it has greatly weakened the magic effect.

It is also about absorbing the original magic energy. The silver root system and the magic network are equivalent to two wells, connected to the same underground water layer. One well has a powerful pump and a sufficient water output, while the other well shrinks accordingly.

No wonder the Goddess of Magic commissioned him to investigate with such urgency.

The other magic apprentices didn't know the seriousness of the matter. They just came to the silver tree, followed the instructions, took out the candle from the center of their eyebrows, and pressed it on the trunk.

The candlelight rose along the veins of the tree trunk, the ground shook, and tiny bright silver roots stretched out, like white arms holding the dark ring-shaped crystal. This is the memory stone.

Simon's candlelight was stored on the contract paper and he could not offer it voluntarily, so like his great-great-grandfather, he could only covet the gifts that others received.

The function of the contract paper is similar to that of the "Guide". It is connected to the mastermind in the library tower. Therefore, it can not only absorb the light in the skull of the contractor, but also serve as a commodity exchange catalog, showing the prices of various magic books.

The memory stone also has a price on the paper. A ring of memory stone requires candles. Non-members of the tower can exchange up to three pieces per person, and memory stones with more than three rings are not provided.

The price of the five-ring memory stone is three hundred and ninety-nine candles. Simon's eyes almost bulged out when he saw it.

A black shop!

Seeing that other companions had obtained a valuable memory stone, Simon felt envious in his heart.

He quickly asked Stan: "I want to join the tower, do I need to pass any tests?"

"Just let your little friend take you to sleep. I don't know the specifics." Stan shrugged. He didn't join the library.

"Mr. Stan, where does the door on the tree trunk lead to?" Tao Na asked a question she had been holding back for a long time.

Everyone looked at the narrow rectangular door on the trunk, like a gemstone mirror inlaid on a silver base, clearly reflecting the scenery, as if the trunk had been hollowed out.

A dragon guards this door.

Stan put his hands on his hips and said with emotion: "That's the stone stage, where Linde cast the ring."