The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

After returning to the world of "Harry Potter", Linde went to Gringotts again. The teller who received him last time greeted him with a smile and asked him if he was satisfied with the service.

What can Linde say? Although the asking price is a bit high, the goblins are quite reliable in their work. They are not short-changed, nor are they shoddy. In their words, "the staff of this bank have a good reputation guarantee."

"I hope to own one or several house-elves. Please post an announcement for me. Wizards who are interested in transferring house-elves can provide quotations. I will spare no expense. I entrust your bank to act as an intermediary for this matter, and I will come up with a deal Ten percent of the price will be your bank's intermediary fee, and in addition, if I can contact the seller before September 1st, I will pay an additional 500 galleons to your bank." Linde's tone was relaxed, full of nouveau riche lazy temperament.

The teller's eyes were shining with gold, and he agreed with a smile.

This matter cannot be accomplished in a short period of time. House elves are not laborers in the talent market. They are monopolized by wealthy and powerful wizard families. Only when they take the initiative to sell them can others have the opportunity to buy them.

This matter has come to an end for now.

Lin De usually lives in the library tower, and all the beds have been moved in.

When he is in the library tower, Linde's study status will become very good. The previously obscure textbooks can now be read smoothly, as if the knowledge is being actively opened to him. He can grasp the author's thinking between the lines. The reading process is like communicating with a friend.

From these "friends", he learned that magic is an ancient skill. He heard the complaints of wizards about the depth and stinginess of truth, and heard their cheers, rejoicing that he had explored more mysteries. Linde can empathize with every breath of the words, and the knowledge is imprinted in his mind unconsciously.

This way of learning is truly joyful and addictive.

In addition to theoretical study, Linde was even more amazed that the library tower helped him to perform magic. If in the past, casting spells outside felt like begging the world to respond, then in the library tower, he was giving orders!

He waved a cypress wand to cast spells, from the simplest fluorescent flashes to the difficult and profound disappearing spells, all were successful. If he could learn the Unforgivable Curse, no doubt he could cast it right away.

Because of his omnipotent authority, all his spells have been greatly enhanced in the library tower.

Take Transfiguration as an example, this knowledge can be regarded as the most complicated course in the magic world. If you want to master the elementary Transfiguration, you need hundreds of hours of theoretical study, and then continue to exercise your mastery of Transfiguration in repeated spellcasting. And failure is inevitable in this process.

Linde knew that he was not a genius of transfiguration. When he first learned the transfiguration spell, he used a broken house in the wilderness as an object. At that time, he tried more than ten times, and finally turned a broken wooden board into a stool. Even the basic transformation of form is so laborious, let alone the transformation of nature. Every little bit of progress is achieved through hard work.

But at the Tower of Libraries, everything is different. His Transfiguration spell is the golden rule, as long as his magic power is enough to support him to complete the spell, as long as his theoretical knowledge allows him to recognize all the details, he can even turn stones into missiles-the kind that can be launched.

Linde, who was in the library tower, gave full play to the power of magic. The skills he honed here can be retained to a certain extent even if he leaves the library tower.

This is equivalent to quickly brushing up proficiency.

The Tower of Books gave Linde a high-level experience, and he has personally experienced the advanced application of magic spells, and he has made great progress.

He quickly mastered silent casting, and then went a step further, casting without a staff.

There is no difference between day and night in the library tower, and Linde doesn't know how long he has studied in the tower. He is just hungry and thirsty, constantly grabbing knowledge and gaining strength.

When he wrote the last textbook in his mind, Linde began to resonate with his magic power, which was an instinct like a superpower. Casting a spell was like waving his arms and manipulating his fingers, and he could do it without thinking.

At this point, he is finally willing to relax, slow down the pace of life, and think about the future path.

The first thing he thought of was how to upgrade the library tower.

As a field of annihilation, the Tower of Books does not have all internal organs. It lacks a "heart". Just like a car needs an engine, the field of annihilation also needs an energy core. It is not only the sun of the kingdom of God, but also the source of the power of the demon god. Nowadays, the operation of the library tower is inseparable from Linde's own magic power, just like seeds need to be irrigated by rain and dew, Linde's magic power is not even a light rain, at best it is a mist.

The work of building the energy core is the direction that Linde should strive for in the future. In fact, he has already chosen his target. There are a lot of artifacts in the world of "The Elder Scrolls", many of which are crowded in the province of Skyrim, where the wholesale Chinese cabbage is placed. When his strength grows a bit more, he can try to obtain it. As for now, there is no need to worry.

Linde took the time to study the few items that followed him through time travel, mainly forks, pajamas and mobile phones. The lump of snail powder that fell on the ground at the beginning must not be found.

His research is indeed rewarding. All these items that follow him have certain magical properties. The instant noodle fork can guide magic power, so it can be used as a magic wand. Pajamas have the function of self-healing. Turned into ashes, it can slowly recover.

The mobile phone is rather strange. All the applications that need to be connected to the Internet have been disabled, including the phone. However, Linde can copy the mobile phone through the copy spell. The copied mobile phone is a replica of the original version, and they can communicate with each other. Even if there is no signal, it can be used without a mobile phone card inserted, and it can even be dialed to another world.

Lin De had a strange expression. He remembered the tidbits of Journey to the West. Bai Xiang called Zhang Fengyi and said that he was eating Tang monk meat by the Yongding River...

Magic, is it amazing?

In the world of "The Elder Scrolls", after the banquet, Linde bought all the poultry raised in Ximu Town. These creatures with souls will be attached to the branded breath of the demon god. The weaker the soul, the weaker the remaining breath. Only tiny creatures like bugs can't carry the breath of a demon god at all.

He gathered the last bit of Mora's heterogeneity, and these breaths spontaneously condensed into a marble-sized, cloudy yellow-green eyeball, covered with bloodshot eyes, which looked weak and painful.

Studying Mora's breath is very helpful for Linde to improve his magic level, but it is too advanced. Even if Linde has omniscient vision, with his current level of knowledge, he cannot analyze the essence of the demon god. In desperation, it had to be temporarily sealed.

The turmoil and harvest brought by Mora have come to an end. Linde began to enjoy the rest of the vacation, staying in the world of "Harry Potter" all day long, practicing spells occasionally so as not to be unfamiliar.

He would hang out in London during the day, go to Diagon Alley to purchase some books and magic materials, and then run to the library to buy some books on the human world, such as mathematics, science, biochemistry, industry and agriculture. He never refuses anyone who comes. Although there is a gap between magic and science, they can also be understood by analogy.

If you are free in the afternoon, take a bag of bread to Trafalgar Square (also called Big Dog Square) to feed the pigeons. His former roommate proposed to his girlfriend here, and the white doves flew up. The scene was quite dreamy, but there was a lot of bird droppings.

Later, my roommate and girlfriend divorced. At that time, they were still studying for their Ph.D. The roommate was looking for life and death, crying like a child weighing more than 200 pounds. Linde took him to feed the pigeons every day.

The pigeons of the twentieth century were still so gluttonous, and the weather in London was still so changeable. Suddenly it began to rain lightly, and Linde hesitated whether to use a magic spell to avoid the rain. A brown-haired girl came over with an umbrella, "Don't you have an umbrella?" She said, and handed him a spare long-handled umbrella.

"Thank you." Linde smiled at her, "There are not many kind-hearted girls like you these days."

The girl smiled awkwardly, her face flushed, and she turned and ran back to her parents. The middle-class couple waved at Linde politely.

He put the unfinished bread into his arms, tightened the short windbreaker on his upper body, and quickly left the Big Dog Square.

It's been a few days since I left school.