All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 53: The cancer in the sky makes its grand appearance

Ever since he discussed with Snape how to invent the curse, Lind had tried to make himself fall asleep. He had tried many methods, but none of them worked. It's not that he has lost the ability to dream. In fact, Linde occasionally dreams when sleeping in the library tower. However, once he goes to other worlds, he cannot touch his dreams.

Perhaps it is the characteristics of the "Harry Potter" world and the "Elder Scrolls" world itself, or it may be Linde's own shortcomings unique to being a foreigner.

Being unable to dream prevented Lind from creating his own magic spell, and his inability to create his own magic spell prevented him from reaching the source of magic.

His ultimate Transfiguration has reached the realm of doing whatever he wants, with the power to create life, change matter, and usurp history.But Linde is not satisfied with this, the self-created magic spell represents the great power of words.Linde had this ability in the Tower of Library, so naturally, he wanted to try to do it in other worlds.

It's a pity that other worlds don't buy it.

(World 1, 2: Where did the smelly foreign god come from and came here to beg for food.)

Dreams are very meaningful in occultism, and are often regarded as related to some kind of omen. Dreams in some worlds represent the other side of the universe, or the true origin under the surface of the universe.

Linde couldn't fall asleep. He guessed that his identity as a foreigner was rejected by the dream world. If the dream was a radio broadcast, then Linde's imported radio could not receive the frequency band of local radio programs.

I have to say it is a pity.

He couldn't find a solution yet. The exploration of the roots of magic has to be put aside for the time being.

Linde is not in a hurry. He has an endless lifespan, not to mention that the source of magic is calling him all the time. Even if he wanders around the world in silence for a hundred years, Linde will eventually touch the essence of magic bit by bit.

The portal of [World 3] has been opened. Lind took the time to go in and take a look, and directly recognized that world as "Elden's Circle" because the portal's foothold is not elsewhere, but at the King's Chapel where the game opens. .

Linde: Arrive at the highest city in the world, the (Worship) Church!The auditorium is so beautiful, ah, isn't this a nobleman with limbs?Let's take a look at Ningmgfu family members in the distance.

He didn't stay there much because as soon as he entered, he found that the situation in this world was quite strange.

The basic physical laws of the world of "Elden's Circle" are strongly different from other worlds, causing most of the natural magic to be ineffective. If you want to cast a spell smoothly, you must recalculate the physical constants, then adjust the spell configuration and make localized improvements.

As for the transcendental magic, it failed directly. Regardless of spells or transformations, they were all unusable and seemed to be strongly restricted by some kind of original law.

Such a situation caused his combat effectiveness to decline significantly. If you want to break through the restrictions, you have to spend a lot of effort.

Linde plans to explore the world of "Elden's Circle" when he has time. At this stage, he is more concerned about the world of "The Elder Scrolls", because Alduin, the devourer of worlds, has already appeared.

Ever since Lind promoted the three of Blerina to dependents, their time has been synchronized with the library tower, and the passage of time in the library tower is controlled by Lind. In order to give Blerina and the others time to grow up, Lind synchronized the time of the library tower with his own. In this way, the passage of time in the world of "Harry Potter" and the world of "The Elder Scrolls" are equal.

He stayed in this world for a month. Winterhold College ushered in the end of the last seed month (August). The mountains were covered by heavy snow and the sky was freezing. In a sudden dragon disaster, the entire fortress city was destroyed by the roar of the dark ancient dragon named Alduin, the garrison was wiped out, and countless civilians were killed or injured.

The news of the dragon's return is like smoke above a campfire, drifting all over Skyrim on the strong wind.

At that time, Angmond happened to be a guest at the comrades-in-arms group in Snowman City, not far from Holy Land Town.

This guy didn't know whether he had awakened the barbarian blood or his head was cramped, but he actually planned to become a glorious melee mage, so he went to the comrades group to learn combat skills.He heard that a prisoner who escaped from the dragon disaster visited Balgruf, the lord of Snowrun City, and brought news that the Holy Land town was destroyed by the dragon, and he quickly reported it to Brelina.

Brelina received a special order from Linde early in the morning, asking her to pay attention to the news of the dragon's presence in the world, and call him as soon as she finds out.

At that time, Lind happened to be having lunch at Hogwarts. His phone vibrated in his pocket, and he took it out as if nothing had happened.

"Lind, the dragon attacked the town of Holy Land. A prisoner escaped from there."

"What race is the prisoner? Is he a boy or a girl?"

"A standard Nord man." After Brylina said this, she heard a vague sigh of regret coming from the other side of the phone, and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is the situation bad?"

"No, it's nothing. On the contrary, the situation may be very good. The standard Nord hunk, maybe the cancer in Skyrim has appeared, and it may not only be the dragon that suffers." Lind raised his head and pondered for a moment, "I want to go to Ximu Go to town and send those who are willing to move to Winterhold."

"Is the Winterhold reconstruction plan going to be officially launched?"

"Yes, inform Master Aran of this news, and ask him to negotiate with the lord of Winterhold first. If the other party's attitude is tough, change to a gentle lord."

"This will directly declare war with the Stormcloaks. I'm afraid it will make some members of the academy dissatisfied."

Lind said calmly, "Tell those mages that the Academy will not take part in either side of the civil war, but that Winterhold must belong to us. If Ulfric doesn't agree with my sentence, I don't mind helping him face it."

Briarina let out a light laugh, "Mage Linde, just take Ulfric to visit the ruins of the Sather ruins, and he will agree to any of your conditions."

"Maybe it's a good idea, so let's do this for now. Best wishes." Linde hung up the phone.

As soon as he put down the phone, several people next to him came over curiously and asked.

"What is this? A magic item I've never seen before."

"Cellphones," Lind said. "The tool my club members use to communicate. With this, there's no need for an owl to deliver messages."

Percy mused, "Muggles have mobile phones too. My dad works in the Department of Misuse of Magical Items and he talks about this kind of thing."

"It's almost the same. But theirs requires towers as relays, and mine doesn't."

"De Lin, just joining your club will give you a 'cell phone', right? That means I can use this to contact you, right?" A sixth-grade witch winked at Lin De—she Two white elf fleas lived on the long eyelashes conjured by magic. When they blinked, the fleas turned into an electric arc and flickered.

Lind shrugged and refused to accept this, "Indeed. But I have not yet successfully distributed a mobile phone at Hogwarts."

"Who were you chatting with just now? Was it someone from your hometown?"

"This can't be explained clearly in one sentence..."

A little further away from the long table, Ron was enjoying his meal while talking to Harry about a strange thing he encountered during the confinement.

"While I was rubbing the Quidditch trophy, a line of words suddenly appeared. I think it may be a clue to the treasure."

Hermione was very interested, "What did that line say?"

"I remember roughly, the 'Legend of the Djinn' guiding the way, and the 'Book Tower' and so on. What does the Legend of the Djinn mean?"

"I know." It was Harry who spoke this time. "I've heard this story."

"Stories? Like the stories in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet"?"

Hermione nodded, "Absolutely, but the legend of the djinn is a story recorded in the Muggle world's "One Thousand and One Nights". It is said that there is a magic oil lamp inhabited by the djinn, and as long as you summon it, your wishes can be fulfilled. .”

"It's amazing. Then I'm going to find this magic oil lamp." Ron's eyes lit up, and he waved the drumstick bone in his hand like a sword. "Harry, do you want to help me? Let's make a wish together."

"Yeah." Harry looked at Hermione, "Let's go together."

"I still want to read a book."

"Please." Harry also blinked, he doesn't know the magic of electric eyes, but his sincerity is his nirvana.

Hermione shrugged, "Okay." Then, she began to analyze the hidden information of the clues endlessly. Ron listened with all his strength for a while, only to feel that three ounces of seawater were poured into his head. He looked at Harry, who couldn't stand it either, and gave a young man a self-inflicted wry smile.

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