The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

It was still cold in London in February 1992. The simple cold is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that the air is still very humid. The cold air seeps into the bones without knowing it, and people with a slightly weaker physique will have cold hands and feet when they go out.

Linde looked at the young woman next to her who kept breathing into her palms. Her demeanor was quieter than a late-blooming lily, and her dimmed and blessed eyes were a beautiful sea blue.

He gazes at the work and considers in his mind the intellectual and emotional aspects of her expression.

"It's cold." Noticing Linde's gaze, the woman handed over her reddened palm to show him.

Linde added a pair of deerskin gloves to her with transfiguration, and they were warm after wearing them.

"Thanks."

"Do you remember your own name?"

She just shook her head.

"What about your past? Have you ever thought about it?"

She just shook her head too. Linde still remembers the first time he spoke to her. At that time, she was like a newborn baby, with a clear color in her eyes that knew nothing about the world.

At that time, Linde had just resurrected her.

a week ago.

At the junction, the King's Chapel.

Linde placed the body of the Ringfinger Witch on the altar. The original dirty and messy chapel had been tidied up, and all the moldy tables, chairs and benches were thrown down the cliff. The slate floor around the altar is covered with a thick piece of pure cotton cloth, and a large number of magic runes are piled up on the cloth surface. Ninety-nine soul stones are inlaid in the complex formation nodes, drawn with pure gold, mercury, and amethyst powder. The complex and magnificent pattern symbolizes the triple protection of the sun, yin and tai.

He intends to resurrect this witch, to be precise, to verify his research results through the resurrection ceremony, and to communicate the law of God in the junction. As for whether people can be saved, he doesn't care. If you really want to resurrect a person, dragging the corpse into the library tower is only a blink of an eye.

The body of the Finger Witch had been on display for some time, but it was still fresh, as if it had just died. This is not due to her special physique, but because of the chaotic time and space at the junction.

Linde speculated that since Elden's ring was smashed by Queen Malika with a hammer, the history of the junction is no longer recorded in the memory of the universe, but in the law of God.

To understand it simply, the events recorded in the law will be archived, and the facts that happened in this archive will be determined as history, otherwise it will enter a cycle of repetition.

This is why, the history books at the border cannot be in the chronicle style, but can only be in the biographical style. Because the time between events can be extremely short or unimaginably long.

For example, say, Zhang San killed Li Si. If this matter is recognized by the law, then Li Si is dead. On the contrary, the time is reset, Li Si has not been killed, and Zhang San must repeat this process until a certain success is recorded as a node by the law.

The death of the Finger Witch has been recorded by the law, and it is a historical event with a final conclusion.

What Linde has to do is to erase this record from the law, which sounds like Monkey King erasing the book of life and death. He is not afraid of being wanted by Hades, on the contrary, what he is afraid of is that Hades will not come to settle accounts.

His purpose was to communicate the law.

Linde wanted to force the law to reveal itself through this outrageous act of transgression. Just like how soon, in World I, he will use the Eternal Transformation technique to force the soul of the universe to restore history. Linde, as a top caster, is not afraid to take radical measures in order to verify his theory. This is also the most fundamental reason why spellcasters are often regarded as lunatics - they like to work too much.

Holding a notebook in his hand, he recorded the process design of the experiment and the state of the corpse.

Make sure you have finished the preliminary preparations, check the magic circle of the resurrection ceremony again, and check the status of the soul stone.

Everything has reached the standard he designed.

Linde glanced at the corpse of the woman on the altar, and activated the soul stone.

Gorgeous mist-like brilliance flows out and overflows from every inscription, every rune, and every node on the base of the formation. They are composed of extremely delicate thinking strings, disordered and free, frantic and quiet.

"Let's meet, light of souls, at this moment, as the master of the library tower, I want to wipe away the omen of this person's death. She will be resurrected, and she will step on the bridge I built with my own hands, and slowly return from nothingness." .”

The misty mist obeyed his words, swept upward from a restless cloud near the surface, turned into a tornado, hundreds of millions of thought strings poured into the body that had lost vitality, and reconstructed her lost soul.

Linde didn't stop there. If she was just resurrected, it wouldn't change the fact that she had died.

So, he has to go one step further.

A surge of magical energy poured out of the Eye of the Tower and poured into the body of the Finger Witch.

Without Transfiguration, he can only allocate a little divine power to achieve his wish.

The eye-shaped pendant blinked slightly, and the exquisite sphere flew out, the surface cracked, and the outer shell bloomed, like thirteen willow leaves revolving around the pure light cluster at the core.

The condensate of divine power is breathtakingly beautiful, it represents the collection of all possibilities, and all the colors of the world are gathered here.

Lin De flicked his fingers lightly, and a drop of tear fell from the core of divine power, touching the forehead of the corpse.

As a result, the dried blood on the witch's skirt flowed back to the wound, the damaged clothing healed itself, the depleted organs began to function again, and the pale cheeks were filled with blood again. Her fingers trembled slightly, her eyelids twitched slightly. It seemed that in the next moment, she would open her eyes and sit up.

The whistling of the light mist of the soul is like the cold wind in a distant valley.

But at this moment, the sound died away.

All sounds disappear together.

A deadly silence enveloped the King's Chapel, and Linde even heard hallucinatory buzzing in his ears.

After the buzzing gradually dissipated.

Another voice appeared.

"I am the god of the boundary land." The mature and firm female voice spoke in a language Linde didn't know, but he understood it.

"I'm Malika."

Linde witnessed the mist of the soul rising, and under the dome of the chapel, a golden figure condensed into a golden figure. She stretched her arms and bowed her head like the crucified Jesus on the cross.

A silent solemn atmosphere descended on this place.

The golden thought strings flickered in the air, and when they passed through Linde, they would leave a little warmth.

Linde looked up at the suffering Malika, and met her peaceful and downcast eyes. He didn't need to vibrate his vocal cords, he just expressed his thoughts in his heart.

"Are you the container of the law, or the law itself?"

Malika didn't speak, but her words echoed, calm and graceful, the only voice in this quiet and dead world.

"I am the incarnation of the absolute spirit of the world, the patron saint of the borderlands. My heart is the golden law, my roots run through the earth, and I have billions of fallen leaves. After smashing the ring with a hammer, I will give Blessings are hidden in the fallen leaves, blown by the wind into the hands of the faded. I foresee you, the first moment you set foot on this land for the first time. Outsider, you are not a citizen of the golden tree, just like the beast, Like the other gods, they come from a foreign land."

"What did you foresee me?"

"You and I will meet eventually, not here, but on the Stone Stage. Please come to the Elden Ring, offer the law of outsiders, and save all destiny in the junction."

The words became more and more remote, weaker, haste, and desolate.

Before Linde could ask again, the projection of Queen Malika had dissipated.

The howling wind also stopped.

The Finger Witch opened her eyes, but there was no light of blessing in her eyes, the pure sea blue was like a baby.

The content of Malika's dialogue here is modeled after the lines of the God of Revashaw in "Disco Elysium".

As a character full of mysteries in the original work, Malika's original words were relayed through Melina. Apart from being always a riddler, she is also very solemn and tough. However, the image of a suffering Malika in my mind overlaps with that of the God of Revashaw, including her voice, bewildered laziness, clear sincerity, presented as a very patient mother, A tormented and hopeful soul.

In addition, "Elysium Disco" is really art, and it is a classic masterpiece that must be tasted in the game industry.