The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The maximum duration of the 4-level transformation spell is one hour, but as long as Alf keeps wearing the brain-computer patch, Gale's magic network can support a constant transformation effect.

The criminal toy dealer was sent into the care of Charis by Asdalen. The adventurers didn't do anything right. They secretly spent money to communicate with the madam in the shop and told her that she was here to take refuge. There is no need to actually arrange any work, of course, superficial work still needs to be done. This is the so-called pure husbandman who sells his art but not his body.

As for whether the young girl who has been sexually transformed will meet the Falun'ao Shaobao, it depends on whether Benshaba, the lady of misfortune, will give her face.

"You're taking advantage of this bastard." Karak was a little cynical today, probably because Alf was working for Gotash, and he also stuffed bombs into her favorite bear toy, which was really evil.

"That's it." Lind waved his hand and looked at his companion, "Now, someone needs to pretend to be Alf and be imprisoned in Feilong prison."

This was their plan. They sent a good man to the prison to rescue the imprisoned Iron Hand dwarf, and the rest of the people went straight to the Fireworks Shop of Ferogel in the lower city to destroy Gotash's chemical workshop.

Half-elf priest Shadowheart said softly: "I'll do it. I'm good at this."

Linde pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly, "No, I'll go. You guys are in charge of the fireworks shop. Move more quickly and don't leave any clues."

…

Alf Gregorio, the man responsible for the infamous teddy bear bombing, is imprisoned.

After hearing this exciting news, the business of the tavern has improved a lot.

Linde went to jail maintaining Alf's appearance.

The teammates who personally sent him in waved goodbye: "I'm waiting for your good news, Lao Da."

The underground prison of Feilongguan Fortress.

"Go in. Damn you bastard, wait to be hanged." The Flame Fist mercenary who escorted him was a somewhat upright young man. After opening the cell door, he gave Linde a kick without hesitation.

Paladin didn't say anything and just went to jail.

All legendary adventurers have to go to jail once, and they have to be the prison bully, punching the inmates and jailers hard, and leading the escape.

The narrow stone cell was dark and damp, with a pile of hay spread in the corner and a crooked wooden shelf nailed to the wall, with a dry skull placed on the shelf.

Linde was not dissatisfied with this living environment. He raised his hand and said hello to the skull on the shelf.

"Hello."

A faint fire flashed deep in the eye hole of the skull, and it responded with a smile: "Why do you disturb my purity, you polite gentleman?"

"A talking skull. You will be a very friendly inmate. Haven't you asked me your name yet?"

"Hehehe - our hearts have ravines, and our bodies are withered bones. No more, no less. I call myself Marvin, and you should do the same."

Linde realized that this skull was the creation of a certain senior mage when he was drunk. He had carved the soul of a prisoner into the bones. This "Marvin" was quite pleased with himself.

"Okay, Marvin, you stay here alone for a while. I have a little something to do."

"Alf", who was imprisoned, sat down cross-legged.

There are three underground dwarves imprisoned in the cell opposite. They are all old faces. In the Forge of Vengeance in the Underdark, the adventure team once rescued them from the brutal gray dwarf slave owners.

Next to the underground dwarf, Lady Florrick, the political advisor of Duke Gao, is imprisoned.

The frustrated deep dwarf Bacchus Root crouched on the ground, with his desperate companions behind him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

When Bacchus heard this, he looked up and saw a man in flashy clothes smiling at him behind the iron door opposite.

"Do I know you?" The underground dwarves are always wary and indifferent to outsiders. Otherwise, they are not able to survive in the dangerous underworld.

"Maybe you don't recognize this face, but you should still remember the windmill in Moon Shelter."

"How could you...do you recognize that Paladin?"

"I am the Paladin himself."

Bacchus opened his mouth and was so shocked that he couldn't believe it. "My dear, no wonder they all say that the paladin is a beacon of despair. Why do you always show up when I am unlucky? Also, why are you dressed up like this?"

"It's a long story. Tula told me about Ulbrun's decision. By the way, aren't you his good friend?"

"Yes, but that has passed. I used to think that the Iron Hand dwarves were all scoundrels, except for Ulbrun, but it turns out that he is no different from other Iron Hands..." Bacchus sighed, not wanting to say more. Said, "On the contrary, you are really cooperating with the Gond believers?"

"That's right."

"Even us cavemen have heard about it. They have really made some achievements. Gond believers have obtained knowledge from a certain church of outside gods, and Ulbrunn is also following suit. In fact, working with Gotash might be a good idea. Chances are there, but I fear that his hatred for the Gond followers will destroy him and those around him.”

The two were talking through the fence and corridor, but the patrolling soldiers scolded them and prevented them from talking.

Linde had his own way, directly creating a magical illusion and walking to the opposite cell.

"I will get you out, don't worry. And the elf woman next door."

Consultant Florrick feels that he has been forgotten by the world and is destined to die in this damp, musty prison.

She was not optimistic about the future of Baldur's Gate, so much so that when Lind expressed his intention to escape from prison, the female elf just shook her head in despair.

"You're too late. Duke Gao has become Gortash's puppet. Ravengard is only an empty shell."

"The son of Ravengard is still working hard. Duke Belina Strome will protect you from Gotash's plot. This ambitious man will be in trouble for a few days."

"Well, you're right. It's not time to give up yet. How are you going to take me out of prison?"

Linde smiled: "Simple."

He knocked hard on the iron fence, attracting a patrolling soldier.

"Asshole! Just calm down! Otherwise I will come in and break your arm right now!"

The new resident in the cell stared at the scolding Flame Fist soldier. In his shocked eyes, the appearance of "Alf" slowly disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a strange black-haired man, whose entire face was covered with horror. The blue veins and black capillaries look like ghosts.

Before the soldier screamed, Linde cast the 5-ring Charm Control School [Command Technique].

"Open the door for me." The words shook the warp and weft of the Silver Magic Network, and the powerful magical energy turned into a mist to cover the soldiers' minds.

He blankly took out the key and opened the cell door for Linde.

"Go and open their cells too."

"As commanded."

The underground dwarfs and elf advisors filed out and followed Linde out.

"Hey! Stop! Someone has escaped from prison!"

Linde looked at the approaching Flame Fist soldiers and cast Level 6 [Group Suggestion]: "You are tired, just sleep here for a while."

With a crash, the jailers fell to the ground and went to sleep. Even if they couldn't sleep, they lay down and closed their eyes.

Lind then used level 5 [Memory Tampering] to erase the contents of the prison escape, and then left with the prisoner using teleportation.

Such skillful and terrifying spellcasting shocked the rescued people, and they did not recover for a long time.

Freedom comes so easily, like a feather blown by the wind.

"Okay, let's go. If you need anything, you can go to the second floor of Elf Song Tavern."

"What about you?" the underground dwarf asked quickly, "Aren't you going to the tavern? We don't know the way very well."

"I want to go back to prison." (End of chapter)