The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"I see."

In the central courtyard of the college, Linde sat on a bench and listened to Nilya's complaint and Vino's defense.

It happened just yesterday evening, when the members of the seminar tried to win over marginalized people, Tigerman apprentice Zag discovered that Master Nilya had recently gotten very close to several members of the academy who opposed Linde. So he sneaked into the residence of Master Nirya, trying to find evidence of her alliance with the opponent.

Tiger people, this race is not a kind of humans or elves. Their appearance is like an upright cat, with a long tail, sharp nails on their hands, and pads on their feet. They are agile and fast, and they are proficient in some tricks skills. Khajiit caravans can be found all over Tamriel, they're a bit like gypsies with a bad reputation.

"I'm sorry, this kind of thing happened. The college has always maintained the principle of political independence. I didn't expect these...fights to still occur within the college. Since it started because of me, I will also be responsible to the end." Linde pinched Squeezing between his eyebrows, he was also a little surprised.

Neilya no longer had an aggressive attitude towards Linde, but she still warned: "Be careful with your followers, they will get you expelled from the academy."

"Thank you again. I will do my best to compensate you for the loss you suffered."

Vino apologized guiltily to Linde, "Master Linde, our intention is never to cause trouble for you."

Linde was silent for a while, watched Nilya go away, and then asked in a low voice: "Who is the person in charge of your seminar?"

"It's Master Mayo."

No wonder, Linde thought, the dark elves are a very political race, and their cultural traditions are filled with the rotten blood of politicians. Brelina may be a mage with a pure pursuit of magic, but she was born in a famous family, under the influence of her ears and eyes, She is no stranger to political means, and leading a group of spellcasters should be easier for her than kneading dough.

"Please send me a message, thank you very much. Tell Master Mayo, if she is free, please come and see me." Linde's expression was still very gentle. Vino couldn't figure out what he was thinking. This young foreigner seemed to be so peaceful forever, it was like a pool of stagnant water, and he couldn't see any mundane desires except the thirst for knowledge. Sleepless, no entertainment, no care about others' evaluation, no emotional impulse.

It is precisely because he is so calm, persistent, and full of inhuman divinity that the apprentices believe in Linde's future achievements and are willing to follow him.

The history of the continent of Tamriel has such precedents. The reincarnation of the Holy Spirit, or the reincarnation of a demigod, they all showed extraordinary abilities, and finally became heroes who changed the direction of the world under the guidance of fate. Not to mention far away, in the Morrowind area of ​​the third era, there is a true record of the reincarnation of the dark elf saint Nerevar.

There is no doubt that Linde is regarded by these apprentice mages as a man born from heaven.

But the truth is the same. Linde can indeed be regarded as the descendant of a demon god—such a weak demon god is rare.

Brearina Mayo hurried over after receiving the message.

She stopped at the edge of the courtyard for a while, straightened her hair, took a deep breath, and walked forward quickly.

"Master Linde, on behalf of the seminar, I sincerely apologize to you, we just want to repay you..."

"Hush. Please wait a moment." Linde lowered his head and immersed himself in his notes, and raised a finger to signal Brelina to shut up.

She stood here, and Linde sat on the bench without saying a word, and people passed by from time to time, casting surprised eyes. The sun is warm in summer, and the lush vegetation in the courtyard is swaying in the wind. The silence was unbearable, and Briarina's face slowly turned pale, her purple skin a dry dark gray.

Brelina stood there in a daze, and at some point, she finally noticed that Linde had raised his head, and their gazes met in the air. Brelina saw a silver-white light shining in Linde's brown eyes.

Legilimens, the magic spell to enter the opponent's mind and read other people's thinking.

Linde doesn't use this magic very often, it's very impolite on the one hand, and on the other hand he doesn't have such a strong desire to explore.

However, Brelina's dazed look really made him wonder what the dark elf was thinking. Now he probably knew the truth.

——【Master Linde is teaching me, I deserve it. The seminar should only be a small group dedicated to academics. After those self-righteous old students joined, they began to point fingers. They were using the name of Master Linde to suppress competitors.

That idiot Zag has got mage Linde involved in his stupid plan. The change of power at the Academy should have been done quietly, he deserved to be in that position, and I will bring about that moment in return for my selfless favor.

But now everything is ruined.

But if... damn it, the seminar was a mistake from the start.

Linde, alas, Linde, please don't hate me for it. That must have pierced my heart. No, please don't...]

"Master Mayo."

"Yes, yes, Master Linde." Brelina pursed her lips, trying to put on a calm expression.

"It seems that I have indeed ignored your thoughts." Linde said while phrasing, "Oh, why are you standing like this? You should have sat down just now. My research has made some promising progress, so I'll keep you waiting gone."

"I can come back later." Brerina's tone was vague and low, reminiscent of whitefish passing under the ice.

"Let's clarify some things now. I'm not interested in the seminar you organized. Do you know why?"

"You have your own considerations. The seminar is only for academic communication, it is not an organizational tool."

"But it's already a tool. Your original intention is good. No one can fault it. But the position of the chief mage... If fate comes to that day, it will naturally have results." Lin Dexin said, following the game plot, Ah Ran will abdicate sooner or later, and there is no need for these rookie mages to meddle in their own business here.

"Yes, I will disband the seminar immediately and apologize to the Nirya scholar." She felt the cold numbness at the end of her fingers.

"It's a nice solution."

Brelina got up to leave, but Linde stopped her.

"However, I can't ignore your efforts as compensation." He handed a notebook to Brelina, "I will organize a small academic salon and invite mages who have enough energy to participate. This notebook records Some of my experience, you can take it back and have a look, or you can find someone to discuss it, and it will be the topic of the next salon."

She hesitated for a while.

"Master Mayo?"

"Wh... oh, I'm here. I see." Brearina took the note and held it tightly.

"I'm looking forward to what kind of surprises you can bring me."

"Also, Linde, I really appreciate your selfless help these days, each of us."

"a piece of cake."

Brelina carefully observed Linde's expression, and stretched her smile in a relaxed manner. She walked away on tiptoe, as if supported by a small whirlwind, she ran a few steps quickly, then slowed down, and finally couldn't help flying Run until you disappear at the end of the dwarf pine forest in the courtyard.

She looks very happy, Linde thought, probably because she was so happy to get her magic note.

Not long after Briarina left, an unexpected visitor came to Linde from the circular corridor at the edge of the courtyard.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally overheard your conversation. Master Linde, would you mind chatting with me?" The person who came was the chief mage Savos Aran, the chief mage of Winterhold College.

"my pleasure."