All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 159 A Carnival

After the trial in the afternoon, the delegation returned to the hotel. Linde opened the door and walked into the guest room. There was no light in the room. The evening sun shone through the screens, and the furniture was pitch black, like the shadows of trees.

He took two steps into the house and someone turned on the light. The light illuminated the uninvited guest in the room. Sitting on the sofa facing the door was a man wearing sunglasses. He was a white man in his forties, with a slicked back hair and a very lean appearance.

More people in suits came out of the bathroom and bedroom, surrounding Linde.

This scene is like a classic scene in many spy movies. Intruding into someone else's living space is a warning that they are everywhere and capable of anything.

Seeing the stranger who broke into the room, Linde pretended to be surprised, but he was not a good actor, so he quickly laughed. He shook his head and sat on the sofa, facing the guy in sunglasses.

"Let me guess, you are members of the Human League, and you are here to know why Lockhart is afraid of me, right?"

The officer from the Human Relations Department was stunned for a moment, and the opening remarks he had prepared in his mind suddenly fell through.

"It's both right and wrong." The man wearing sunglasses used negotiation skills to try to get rid of the unfavorable situation so as not to be led by Linde.

"That's right." Linde opened the Book of Mora, and the information on the pages washed away like a waterfall, "I know your plan and want to bribe me, but I found that you couldn't come up with attractive terms, so I had to come. Hard. I also know that you are doing these little things behind your back, and you have been monitoring me since you entered this hotel."

"Unfounded accusation." The officer denied it.

Linde shook his head and smiled, "There is your eavesdropping team in the tea room on the second floor. The cleaners who clean the room will steal magic items while we are out. In the corridor below us, there are seventeen armed personnel on standby at any time. A little outside the window There are your snipers on the apron of the high-rise building in the direction of the clock. There are police officers disguised as civilians downstairs in the hotel. In order to get answers from me, you set up a team of 300 experts to analyze my character. I I chatted with forty-one strangers in three days and spoke a total of one thousand, seven hundred and fifty-one words. Nineteen of them were arranged by you."

"Is this magic?" The officer's tone was stiff, sweat appeared on his forehead, and the agents behind him pressed their hands on their gun holsters.

"Almost, a little more profound than that. This is a skill called grand movement. I just learned it from a kind friend." Linde stared at the book of Mora, "You are now in my Great movement. I know pretty much everything. But only things with a soul. Ask me what the Grand Unification Formula is, and I'll say no comment. But if you ask me, on the other side of the world, a native in the Malaysian archipelago eats What, I can tell you the answer."

The officer of the People's Federation stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "You are bluffing."

Lin De couldn't help but laugh. He had already made his words so clear, and if he still thought he was lying, then just think of it as lying.

"Gilderoy Lockhart is afraid of you. Why?"

"Many people are afraid of me. You can also try to be afraid of me. It is good for you, it is true." Linde replied casually.

"You're just a student at school, kid." The officer leaned forward, trying his best to create a sense of oppression, "We know how many abilities Hogwarts students have, at best, they are just a dozen spells, which are not lethal. Magic. The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are the fighters of wizards. We know more about the wizarding world than you think. So, work together, you will not get hurt, and you will be rewarded."

Just the phrase "Only Aurors are fighters" already shows that these guys have little knowledge of the magic world.

"You are the lion and I am the sheep, I understand." Linde raised his hands in cooperation.

"Very good. Don't secretly condemn us in your heart. Son, do you think the magical world should be open to the general public?" The director felt that he had gained the initiative and restarted the conversation.

"You want to use Lockhart to open up the magic world. But you need to find a way to control Lockhart, a piece of evidence that can ruin his reputation."

"That's right, you know the answer, tell us." The man in sunglasses took the initiative to take off his sunglasses and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. He really couldn't stand Linde's straight-to-the-point conversation style. Usually everyone goes back and forth at the negotiation table. , but this young man is like a sword, always piercing the vital point.

"It's hard for me to explain to you what Lockhart did. You always like 'correctness' and hate 'truth.' I say it one last time. This is a carnival, a game. Play yourself in the script. role and be as 'cheerful' as possible, that's what you should do."

The bureaucrats of the Ministry of Human Resources and Social Security were very angry, "What we are discussing is the life and death of 6.5 billion people! This is not a game for you young people to play house. You don't know that the world is on the edge of war, you are naive and stupid. For all mankind To your safety, tell me Lockhart’s secret!”

Linde supported his cheek with his hands and asked funnyly: "For all mankind?"

"That's right. Wizards are also human beings. Maybe you are cold-blooded and don't care about the life and death of Muggles, but you should also care about the future of wizards."

“You are speaking to God on behalf of all mankind.”

He was stunned for a moment, "What did you say, God?"

"Yeah, you're talking to God. My Adam. Anything to say to God?"

"Hahaha!" The officer laughed in disbelief, and the surrounding agents also burst into low laughter.

"You? Call yourself a god?"

The representative of all mankind laughed until he shed tears. Then, he suddenly became strict. He took off his sunglasses and stared at the young man in front of him.

"Wizard, you call yourself a god, do you think we are monkeys? You call us Muggles and No-Majs scornfully, but the real frog in the well is you! Human wisdom has sent us to the moon, but you are still hiding in the gutter Playing with the crucible.”

"It seems that you need more direct proof. That's okay, but you need to know that Adam ate the forbidden fruit and ended up being expelled from the Garden of Eden."

As soon as Lind stood up, all the guns were pointed at him. This group of local agents all have a vigorous and resolute North American style, fighting all over the world with an American style of living. If Linde makes the slightest move, he will be greeted by a hail of bullets.

"Stand there and don't move!"

"Quiet," Lind whispered.

The officer tried to open his mouth, but his two lips seemed to be firmly stuck together. He tried to make a sound, but his vocal cords were as stiff as fossils. He tried to move his body, but found that he couldn't move.

Not only him, but the other detectives were also speechless, unable to make any movements, or even blink. They could only watch the young man who claimed to be a god pronounce the sentence.

Linde stood in the room, like a pitch-black pillar, and the solemn and ancient atmosphere descended, like an iron curtain falling down.

"I will let you see the truth of the world, as long as you have the ability to bear it."

As the voice fell, oil-green tentacles protruded from the void, piercing the brains of these operators one after another. They trembled violently, their eyes turned white, like scarecrows on a wooden frame facing the wind.

Lind opened the Book of Mora, and fourteen melodies appeared on the pages. There were a total of fourteen agents in the room.

"I will banish you from my great music and return to true history."

He reached out and erased the fourteen melodies.

Boom!

At this moment, the door of the room was slammed into pieces, and members of the People's Federation and representatives of the Ministry of Magic rushed into the room.

Before they could speak, they were terrified by the sight in front of them.

The operators were pierced through their heads by oil-green tentacles, like fourteen human-shaped fruits growing from the tentacles.This scene is like the bloody sacrifice of ancient paganism. What is even more shocking is that the bodies of the agents are gradually becoming transparent, as if they are being deleted by the world.

"God," said the Muggle.

"Merlin," said the wizard.

The people who were impaled suddenly shouted: "I understand! I understand everything! That's it! Carnival! This is the grand movement! Hahaha! I'm leaving! Let me wake up!"

Halfway through the words, they suddenly disappeared, leaving only their remaining voices echoing in the room. A faint black smoke floated from the Book of Mora in Lind's hand.

"You, you... what have you done?! Evil dark wizard!" The officials of the Human Relations Department were frightened, and the representatives of the Ministry of Magic were even more frightened. Facing Lind's magic, they felt that they were Muggles. .

Linde made a quiet gesture to them, "Shh - I suggest you forget all this, otherwise, you will leave early."

His eyes lit up with a silver light, and the group of people who broke into the room stared at his eyes, their expressions became extremely dazed, they nodded obediently, and then left the room one by one.

Two days later, the British delegation flew back to London. Lind and Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts campus life. No one remembered the fourteen agents who broke into Lind's room, as if they had never existed.

It's a collective carnival, but it's also real.Those that are remembered by the soul of the universe become history, and those that are denied become dreams.So, enjoy yourself. PS: Do you want a fourth update?Very hesitant.