The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The adventure team suddenly arrived at the Mansion of Sorrow, catching the Shar followers by surprise.

In the underground monastery of Shadow's Embrace, the abbess stood on the altar, flanked by the Crusaders of Judgment in armored armor, while the tiefling woman Nocturne knelt on one knee in front of the altar.

This is a trial.

The Abbess holds all the power, so she has the power to conduct a review process for every believer who may betray the order. This power is not given by the city's laws, but by the weapons in her hands and the soldiers beside her, which comes from faith and violence.

Nocturne knew that even if he asked Flame Fist for help, it would not help. She could run away, but she would eventually be hunted. She didn't have the courage and had no intention of escaping.

"Nocturne, you have disappointed me again and again. The Order did not invest resources to let you really immerse yourself in a false identity and waste your years, let alone your actions of betraying and destroying the Order. Your heart has turned away from Ms. Shar's Holy Word, miserable traitor.”

The headmistress' tone was as soft as silk, and there was no hint of happiness or anger. The viciousness from Rose and the coldness from Shar were like the dark purple embroidery on the silk. The church members knew how terrible things she could do.

The first thing Nocturne thought of was not herself, but Ying Xin.

The girl's white arms were bruised and bruised after being tortured by the female dean, and the bloody scabs on the back of her hands looked like colorful tropical fish. Also, she was stepped on by the female dean, and the back of her head came into contact with the cold hard metal boot soles, scratching her scalp. For a period of time, the female dean's shoes always had strands of hair stuck to them.

There is also the hanging elf and human couple in the Lost Room...the living flesh used by Shadow Heart to practice interrogation skills. They are Shadow Heart's parents.

Shadow Heart had forgotten all this pain.

Nocturne remembered it for her, but this memory gave her a deep respect for the Abbess.

Sweat broke out on the tiefling's cheeks, and he said hurriedly: "Headmistress, it's all my fault, but the children captured are innocent. We should save the fire..."

"Shut up."

She raised her head in fear. The moment she saw the eyes of the female dean Senhan, all the sounds were silenced in her throat.

The headmistress looked down at this purple-skinned low-blooded creature and pronounced her guilty.

"That's enough. You have wavered in your faith in the Nightsingers, got close to paganism, spread heresies within the religion, and shaken people's hearts. You have hindered the sect from recruiting new blood and hurt your brothers and sisters. Now, I sentence you... and so on. "

Nocturne was shaking like chaff, her bones were as paralyzed as the feet of a mollusk. At the last moment before she lost strength, the headmistress suddenly stopped the trial.

The monastery's brazier burned with purple fire, casting cold light and making no sound.

A cultist hurriedly walked down the stairs and reported: "The traitor Shadow Heart is in the Mansion of Sorrow."

The headmistress raised her head and said, "Take her to the mind drawing room."

Nocturne suddenly raised his head.

The House of Sorrow.

Shar's followers, who were apparently staff members, looked at Ying Xin: "We still don't know the reason for your betrayal. You are like a running machine. There is an error in one of the parts, causing it to stop. You have to accept your mind. Draw, and then we'll know what to do with you."

Since the bug got into their brains, everyone in the adventure team has remained sensitive to any entries involving the soul.

Gale asked curiously: "What does this mind mapping mean?"

The female believer closed her eyes, immersed in the sacred fantasy, opened her arms and shouted: "This is the house of sorrow. We help people get rid of the burden on their hearts. The complicated emotions and desires are like fog, and drawings help us see clearly what is hidden in the world. The truth behind the emotions.

"Some people are angry because of business failure, some are worried because of love failure, and some are in pain because of the death of their loved ones. Others betrayed, and why? If you are willing to admit it, you might as well come with me, if not, leave, but You can’t escape after all.”

The adventurers looked at each other, and Gale said speechlessly: "Isn't it just a psychological test? Why are you talking so high-level?"

"If you don't come up with some weird concepts to increase brand value, how can you trick customers into paying?" Linde joked, "Many people just fall for this trick."

In fact, mind mapping is not a psychological test but a skill test.

Shar followers will screen out clients with extraordinary talents during the conversation, bring them to the Mirror of Loss, take away this part of the memory, and then give it to the believers.

In this way, they can acquire skills that others have trained for many years.

It can be described as very vicious.

Everyone followed the clerk into a small room, which was the consultation room. The decoration was much simpler than the hall. The air was filled with the faint smell of incense, and it went straight to the head, like refreshing mint, refreshing people.

Minsk sneezed twice hard. With so many people crammed into one room, it was a bit cramped.

There was a stone bench in the middle of the room. The moment Ying Xin sat on it, the magical phantom of the female dean emerged from the air and sat quietly next to Ying Xin.

"You're here. It's amazing that you took the initiative to come to the door, but do you know why you came?"

This voice somewhat awakened the memories of some people, not just Shadow Heart, but also Jaheira and Minsk.

But the hood obscured the face of the female dean, making them afraid to confirm for a while.

Ying Xin said in a deep voice: "I want to get back the past and my family that were taken away by you. I don't want to prove how great I am, but I must get back what I lost."

The female dean shook her head: "No, you are here to hand in a task. Do you still remember your task?"

"A relic of the Githyanki, and I will bring it back."

"Who gave you the task?"

"The Headmistress, that is - you."

The robed Drow stood up, turned her head and took off her hood, revealing her cold, stern and beautiful appearance. A powerful femme fatale, like the drow matrons of Menzoberranzan.

"Say my name." She spoke slowly and heavily.

"Heisenberg," Lind blurted out.

Jaheira and Minsk shouted: "Viconia!"

Shadow Heart turned to look at this face, repressed memories burst out of her mind, and a name emerged from the fog and shackles, speaking through her frightened lips: "Viconia Deville."

Viconia turned to look at her old friend and chuckled: "Look, who brought my puppy back. Jaheira, your face is much younger now. I should congratulate you, extend Did you end your short and miserable life?"

Jaheira raised her silver eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Viconia Deville, if only Shar could help me forget your face."

Minsk shouted in annoyance: "If it weren't for these evil incense, Xiaobu would have recognized your stench!"

"It's so happy to meet old friends again. You stupid big guy, are you still chatting with mice? It seems that turning into a statue and eating bird droppings in Guangyuji for a hundred years has not made you sober."

Viconia Deville participated in a legendary adventure a century ago, fighting side by side with the Sons of Baal to thwart the conspiracy of the God of Murder. She is like Minsala in the adventure team. She once changed her ways, but later fell into the arms of Shar. Perhaps her memory was washed away by the Nightsinger, and she became vicious, cold, and unscrupulous again. (End of chapter)