The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Night fell. Brelina came to the courtyard lightly.

In the jet stream of the magic well, the titanium alloy light armor on her body reflected the gray light, like flowing ancient silk.

At the railing of the north corridor, there were already two people waiting for her.

They are also wearing armor, one is thick plate armor, the other is slim and light scale armor. Magical aura faintly seeps from the gaps in the armor.

"Mage Brellina." Onmond was the first to say hello. He had a handaxe on his waist, an oak round shield on his back, and a pair of horns inlaid on his head armor. It was a standard Nord warrior image, and Only the best fighters are qualified to wear it like this.

The other nodded to Brelina without speaking. His scales are as compact and delicate as fish skin, and there is an extra layer of cloak on the outside.

Brelina's armor had slender and stern lines, and its protective performance was close to Angmond's heavy armor, but it was lighter and more flexible.

At first glance, the three of them had nothing to do with mages.

When they met each other, they were a little embarrassed for a while.

"Great dress," said Onmond dryly.

Zag gently stroked the cloak, the tiger man's sharp claws could not scratch the strange fabric, he felt the enchanted energy on the clothing, anyone who got this cloak could easily hide in the shadows, but what Zag cared about was Linde's enchanting skills, the magical aura soaked every thread of the cloak, the perfect spell structure, did not waste a little soul energy, and did not cause magic overflow.

Master Tiger Man expressed his sincere admiration: "Master Linde's enchanting skills are unmatched."

Brelina did not refute. The magic items she has seen are like water in rivers and wood in mountains and forests, but there are only a few that can be compared with these utensils. "Master Linde's talent is unquestionable. And his craftsman skills are also very exquisite."

Angmond nodded, "I've never heard of this kind of metal. Not only does it have good magic conductivity, but it's also strong and light."

Everyone continued to boast for a few more words, but they had nothing to say. As mages, they have to play fighters, thieves, and shooters now, which is indeed a bit of a mentality.

Brelina sighed, "Master Linde is indeed a rare magical genius, it's a pity."

The three looked at each other and smiled, but unfortunately, they were too timid.

At this moment, a young voice cut in from the side, startling them.

"Everyone is here, are you still used to these equipment?"

It was Linde. He wore a plain robe and carried a pharmacist's backpack, obviously traveling lightly. The only one present was dressed like a mage.

"Great magic equipment. I will use it carefully and try not to damage them." Angmond said nervously.

Linde waved his hand, "This is for you. You can do whatever you want."

It took him five minutes to make these magic equipment in the Tower of Books, transfiguration and enchantment, and the raw materials were just a pile of pebbles and a few large soul stones. The soul stone is the only cost. This special crystal can store soul energy, and soul energy is an indispensable element for making enchanting utensils and magic circles.

"Master Linde, I have asked several senior members about the Bone Dungeon. There is no great danger there. We don't need to be so careful." Brelina was a little helpless. She liked the equipment Linde gave her very much. But she still has to work hard for the dignity of the mage.

Linde showed a strange smile, "Be careful. By the way, one last question before departure."

He looked around at the expressions of the three of them.

"No one wants to quit, right? Because Dry Bones is actually, really dangerous. Huh? No one wants to quit, okay. Let's go."

Lifting the cover, the wooden ladder leading to the Bone Dungeon was revealed. As a warrior, Angmond entered first with a face of reluctance, followed by Zag, Linde, and finally Brelina.

It was like stepping into a deep well. The ladder leading to the Bone Dungeon was damp and icy. The well was narrow and restrictive. After a certain distance, they came to the permafrost layer. The cold air seemed to turn into invisible sharp claws, trying to penetrate their viscera. Fortunately, their equipment has a thick and warm lining.

At first, there were quite a few complaints, but now the three of them were a little lucky to wear the armor provided by Linde.

The ladder continued downwards seemingly endlessly, and after a while, Angmond said, "I see the ground."

When they reached the ground, they realized that it was just a terrace protruding from the rock formation, and there was still a long ladder to climb down.

After repeating this two or three times, Zager couldn't help muttering: "Master Linde, if a rally is held here, the number of participants will be less than that of blue butterflies in the desert."

"That's why we need to transform the environment."

When they all reached the bottom, Linde raised his hand to hold down the wooden ladder shaft when he came.

"Master Linde, what are you doing?"

"Do you still remember what I mentioned last time, another set of magic that does not follow the system of natural philosophy?" Linde exhorted softly, as if whispering, wandering in the deep dungeon corridor, there was a vague but empty echo.

"Yes. You mean the way of the Nords' roar, and the tuning engineering of the Dwemer, right?" Onmond answered first.

"No. I don't understand those two systems. I'm talking about another kind of magic." Linde slammed the rock wall and shouted: "Extension, the ladder of ascent!"

Under the terrified gaze of the three people, the hard and cold permafrost and granite waved like flowing water, and the shaft began to squirm as if it had turned into a giant's esophagus. Thousands of tons of boulders are retreating in the roar, and the ancient rock textures flicker like peacock's swaying feathers. The wall of the well is widening, and layers of spiral steps protrude from the wall.

Although the whole process was slow, it was extremely firm. The world around them shook, and at a word from the one named Lynd, the things of nature yielded to his will and changed their forms.

Brelina looked up at the dark well, raised the magic light ball in her hand, and made it rise like a hydrogen balloon, illuminating the spiraling and extending stairs, like the bumps on the music box, the magnificent rhythm was silent in her heart resounded.

"This... what kind of magic?"

Lind was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and sat on the ground panting, "Well, wait a minute." He took out the potion and alchemy potion from his backpack and poured it into his mouth, and soon regained his energy.

Angmond grabbed Linde's hand excitedly, "Master Linde, can I learn this?"

"I'm afraid not, because you're a Muggle."

"Muggles?"

"Yes, you have no talent for magic. I mean, this particular kind of magic."

"what a shame."

Zag interlocked the cat's claws and approached Linde, "Zag is not a Muggle, Zag wants to learn!"

"No, you're a Muggle too."

Briarina shrugged, "Needless to say, I'm a Muggle too."

Linde nodded. She was a little discouraged.

"The way of magic is enlightened. Some things seem incredible, maybe it's just because our eyes are too dark to see the glory of the world. As long as we are still walking on the road of seeking knowledge, one day we will be able to see what we longed for. landscape."

"Master Linde, will you lead us to see those scenery?" Zag looked forward to it.

"...I will." Linde was silent for a moment, "I am not hesitant to share. But it is destined that not everyone can catch up with me."

At that time, the three of them hadn't heard the implication of these words, and they thought it was Lin De's arrogant nature to reject others.