All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 55 The old capital rises from the sea

The plan to rebuild Winterfort had already sprouted when Lind was playing "The Elder Scrolls", and when he actually came here, the idea took root. It was just a simple thought, "What would happen if Winterhold was rebuilt after the fall?"

It's easy to think about it, but it's actually not difficult to do it...

On the seventh day of Hearthfire, a calm and clear morning, Linde stood on the edge of a cliff, with the raging sea of ​​undead at his feet.

He has been standing there quietly for half an hour.

The people of Winterfort were wrapped in thick fur clothes and gathered in the center of the village, where the mages from the academy had also gathered.

Brelina shouted in front of the crowd. Her words condensed into white mist in the cold autumn air. The crowd was slightly restless, and the Nords' distrust of mages continued. But since the academy convinced Lord Collier and dispersed all the Stormcloak guards, these civilians had no choice but to obey. The immigrants from Ximu Town still have expectations for a new life and recognition of Linde, so they are quiet.

"Everyone, come with me." Blerina walked in front, the mages followed behind her, and the people of Winterhold followed the pace of the academy sparsely.

"Linde, everyone is here." Brelina returned to him in a low voice.

"Excuse me, Mayo."

Linde did not turn around and say anything to everyone. He was still facing the surging sea. Under the cold, salty water, in the deep mud, the walls and palaces of the old capital were buried.

He took out the instant noodle fork that came with traveling from the lining pocket of the wizard's robe, and transformed it into a huge ebony scepter with an inlaid hole at the top.

Take off the eye of the tower worn on the chest, take off the dark core, and gently place it in the hole at the top of the scepter.

Linde raised his scepter high.

Hulong!

The surging magic energy burst out, and the seven-color magic turbulence rushing out from the top of the scepter was like a rainbow erupting from the crater. Directly shooting into the sky, and then dispersing into the overflowing wind, the sky above Winterfort was swaying with gorgeous and grand light strips, just like the skirt of the goddess Gine.

Such intense magical effects can be observed with precision instruments throughout Tamriel, and even the entire planet Nirn.

The people of Winterhold screamed in panic. They accused the mages of being murderers and doing evil deeds.

Kliman was tasked with pacifying the settlers at Brookwood, while Lord Collier of Winterhold chose to flee with his people.

The mages in the academy were indifferent to the turbulent crowd. Everyone just looked up at the magical sky in intoxication, silently praising Master Linde's profound and immeasurable magical attainments in the frenzy.

"Repair! Restore! As! As before!"

Every syllable in Linde's mouth was as heavy as thunder. The roars of dragons and heroes once resounded in the ancient sky, and the magic spells cast by Linde from the world of "Harry Potter" were like dragons roaring, and Nai The Earth Bone of En Star (which can be understood as the law of the world) resonates.

The earth began to shake.

As if the spirits of creation had awakened, the rock formations under people's feet were like trembling steel, making them unable to stand, snow fell from houses and forests, and avalanches occurred on the mountains of Winterhold.The Stormcloak troops marching from Windhelm City in the south to Winterhold were also blocked by the earthquake. The soldiers hesitated in surprise, and their general Galmar cursed in a low voice. .

"Repair! Restore! As! As before!"

Xia Ye's thunderous and firm order.

The sea of ​​the dead was churning with waves, and a black shadow deeper than livid steel slowly rose from the sea. The fish fled in all directions, even rushing to the beach to escape the scope of the black shadow. The three-tusked walrus walking on the glacier raised its fat body, roared twice, and fled towards the distance of the sea.

"Repair! As before!!"

The ebony scepter was penetrated by blazing magical energy, and white light seeped out from the microscopic gaps in the metal, dyeing the dark ebony wood into dark gold.

Linde's body was slightly floating.

He swung his scepter and smashed the earth, just like the mythical Titan who swung his hammer to shape the world.

In the silent roar.

The old capital of Winterhold, which sank in the sea of ​​undead, burst out of the water. Hundreds of millions of tons of earth and rock seemed to have no gravity, and slowly rose into the air, a little bit adhering to the cliff in front of Linde.

The earth stretched out in front of him, and the fragments of the city came from all directions, like flocks of birds, each settling in its place.

The houses, palaces, streets, fences, taverns, ports, ships, warehouses of the city...all the details except the vegetation and creatures reappeared as if they were going back in time.

Magnificent cities are not built in a day, but they can be restored as new in a day.

When the rainbow light in the sky disperses, when the earth returns to calm, when the mountains are silent, when the sea is silent. What is displayed in front of people is the Winterfort seventy-eight years ago.

The ancient capital is desolate and solemn, only the fish, shrimps and walruses who have no time to escape are jumping lively on the roof and in the streets.When the migratory birds return in the coming year, they will find that there are already nests left by their ancestors in this city.

Lind fell back to the ground, gently took off the Eye of the Tower from the top of the scepter, and stuffed it back into the necklace. Then he turned the scepter back into an instant noodle fork and put it back into his pocket calmly.

He turned to Brylina and said with a smile: "Immigration is all that matters now, isn't it?"

Brelina stared at the College of Winterhold. The dangerous suspended passage was now safely on the hillside, and the handrails and guardrails had been restored to new. There was no need to worry about slipping and falling into the sea and falling to death. Her eyes were bright and blurry, "Is this also possible with magic? It's incredible."

Savos Aran looked at the familiar streets and the world where things and people were different, and he burst into tears unknowingly, "It's so good, so good."

The panicked people of Winterhold walked out of their hiding places and strolled through the magnificent old capital. For a moment, they didn't know how to express their inner shock and amazement.

Lord Collier's mood is even more indescribable. He is a complex person. He usually expresses an attitude of rejecting the academy, but privately he values ​​the mage group. When Aran came to inform him of the crazy reconstruction plan, Collier I finally agreed. Maybe he is reluctant to give up the power and position at hand, maybe he really cares about Winterhold and the people here.

"You are not lying... Winterhold is really back..." Lord Collier hugged his wife and children. He wanted to laugh and cry, but in the end he just let out a long sigh, because he We know that the road ahead is still long, and no one can tell whether the road ahead will be dawn or dusk.

Kliman quickly came to his senses. He stepped forward and patted Lind on the shoulder, "I really belong to you."

"Go and pick a house you like." Linde crossed his arms, looking in a good mood, "Anyway, no one lives there."

"Would you like to pick one for you too? We can be neighbors."

"It's up to you." Linde nodded without objection.

Brelina rolled her eyes, "I'll pick a house too."

Zag stood behind them, and used his mobile phone to broadcast the scene of Master Linde repairing Winterhold to Onmond. Onmond raised his mobile phone. In the video, he was in a deserted ancient temple, and there was a blond Norman next to him. The German man leaned into the camera, looking dumbfounded.

Angmond was heartbroken, "I regret it! I shouldn't have come to Xueman! I also want to witness Master Linde's great power with my own eyes!"

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The blond Nord man pointed at Lind's back in the screen, "That person is Master Lind?"

"Yes, very powerful, right?"

"Yeah." The Nord man showed a clear stupid expression, "I want to learn this too. Can you let him teach me? I'm willing to run errands for him."

"Master Linde is very busy. If you don't have talent, don't think about such beautiful things. No, I have a book called "Candlelight Technique" here. You can take it and learn it first. When you understand it, you can come back to it. I."

The Nord man said "Oh" honestly, took the spell book into his hand, and read through it with interest.

"Okay, don't look anymore. We still need to get the Dragon Stone." Onmond patted the Nord man on the shoulder and urged him to leave quickly.

"Onmond."

"what happened again?"

The Nord man raised his hand and shot a magic candle ball, "I have learned."

"...What?" Onmond was confused.