All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

After leaving the edge of the crystal wall system, Linde moved towards the nearest planet he could see. The distance in between was more than a billion miles, and his moving speed was at best equivalent to a normal person's slow walking. Even if he advances without rest, it will take him two thousand and forty-one years to complete.

This long journey, which was enough to make the Man of Steel despair, made Linde ready to die early.

Man was born to die, he just chose to die on the road.

Linde put aside all hesitation, paddled as hard as he could, felt the weak oncoming airflow, and kept his breathing steady.The sweat seeping from the surface of his body slowly evaporated, and he felt more and more thirsty, as if a sandy palm was holding his throat, and the dry air kept taking away moisture, making every breath feel like sandpaper rubbing against the trachea.

The lungs began to secrete phlegm to protect the fragile alveoli. Linde felt as if glue was stuffed in his chest, and breathing became more laborious, but he did not dare to cough to avoid losing the phlegm.

The vast expanse of dark space repeatedly makes people want to cry.

This is the journey of a speck of dust across the ocean.

Linde gradually felt exhausted and knew he needed to rest.

Turning his head to look back at the crystal wall system, he had already crossed hundreds of miles and could now see the huge magic seals on the inner shell of the crystal wall system.

These seals are blurred, as if separated by thick frosted glass, but the magical aura particles emitted by them are very gorgeous, like a colorful nebula.

"It's so beautiful." Linde looked at it for a while, relaxing his tired body and mind.

Then he put his clothes back on, curled up like a baby, buried his face in his lap, blocking the bright starlight.

He fell into sleep, his body swirling slowly in space like a stone.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and a faint whisper sounded in Lind's ears, pulling him into sleep.

"King of the Tower... We worship sincerely. May the light of your wisdom penetrate the lost path and illuminate the truth of all things..."

Linde found himself standing in a barren field in a trance.

"Where is this?" he murmured.

"It seems, is it a dream? Am I dreaming?"

The atmosphere of the dream world is as cold as frost, and the bright stars in the dome move ruthlessly according to the eternal trajectory, explaining some great rational law.

A tall white marble tower stands on the ground.

It pierces through the sky and extends upwards to endless heights. Bright silver light blooms from the top of the tower, as if there is a distant and cold sun there.

The surface of the tower is covered with azure blue doors, and the door frames are exquisitely carved, making the light doors like sapphires embedded in the wall.Countless illusory figures shuttled through the tower, and thousands of voices of prayer praising the king of the tower came from afar, as deep as fire and as far away as the sea.

Looking at the tower, Linde was in a trance, only feeling that the endless praises were calling him, that tower was his destination, where he came from and where he went.

There was only one decision in his mind: to go to that tower and find out.

The white sand road leading to the tower winds like a snake made of silver, and there are extinguished candles along the way, only one at Linde's feet is lit.

This candle emits crystal-clear colorful light, illuminating an insignificant section of the road. Linde moves forward. When he leaves the range of the light, he wakes up from his dream in an instant.

——Cannot leave the light source.

Linde trembled all over, took a deep breath, and expelled the frustration of failure in the dream from his body.

I don’t know how long I slept for. Time has no meaning here. Just think of it as the next day.

Linde felt that the epithelium of his mouth began to crack and fall off, and he could not squeeze out a drop of saliva from his mouth. The blood vessels under the skin oozed cold and fishy blood. He swallowed it all, which made his hungry stomach feel better.

(Alien Knowledge): You've heard of a state called autophagy. These little gadgets that make up the body's organs will start to destroy themselves if they don't get energy. You can drink your own blood and eat your own flesh, but in addition to satisfying your hunger and thirst, you are just wasting your body's stored energy.

Linde realized he was close to death.

A touch of sadness enveloped my heart.

A few tears seeped out of the corners of his eyes unconsciously, and the crystal drops formed a perfect spherical shape in a gravity-free environment.

Lind stared at the tears with disgust, frowned, and quickly opened his mouth to absorb the water back.

The mixture of blood and tears seeps down the esophagus and is completely absorbed by the dry mucous membranes along the way before it reaches the stomach.

He is too thirsty.

There may be no point in holding on, the sun is still too far away to reach.

Linde moved his hands and feet a little, took off his coat again, turned it into a wind paddle, and paddled left and right.

The more air the clothes can trap, the stronger the reverse thrust will be. Linde has gradually become proficient in this operation, just like an experienced fisherman throwing a net, he can throw away the net pockets all over the sky, which is very exciting.

He grasped the corner of the clothes and gently flung them forward. The clothes naturally bloomed in the air and expanded fluffy, like an open umbrella. Then he slowly pulled it in his own direction.

However, due to air resistance, Linde could not achieve continuous acceleration.It's like riding a bicycle. When you get faster, you don't have to work hard to pedal, so you can't make the wheels spin faster.

The only way he could think of to speed up was to wait for the wind to come.If you ride the wind and set sail, you will be able to travel far with the waves.

Linde didn't know what he was expecting. No matter how fast he flew, he might not be able to find food.

He just mechanically paddled the oar over and over again until he ran out of energy, his arms were sore, as if his muscle cells had been broken in half, and his lower back was in terrible pain.

When Lind found that his stiff fingers were as hard to bend and stretch as stones and could no longer untie the knot, he let out a long sigh and put the tied clothes on his body haphazardly.

He curled up again, clamped his arms with the bends of his legs, and buried his face in sleep.

The physical pain tormented Linde for a long time, and finally gradually subsided. In the half-dream and half-awake state, mysterious whispered prayers sounded in his ears again.

"Tower King... We will ignite the light in our skulls and illuminate the way to the library tower..."

This murmur led Linde to fall asleep again.

Although it was his second time here, he already felt that it was very friendly here. Linde guessed that as long as he could reach the tower, there would be an unexpected turn of events. Perhaps the hope of survival comes from this.

Then, just like traveling to the sun, Lind needs to find a way to get to the tower.

He clearly remembered everything in his last dream, and how he failed.

Only the path illuminated by candlelight can be traveled.

Then the problem is clear, Linde has to find a way to light the candles along the way.

He squatted down and observed the lit candle. The candlelight was as bright as white jade, and the outer flame emitted colorful light, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Linde tried to grab the candle, but it was fixed to the ground like an iron spike.

He didn't have anything to ignite. He tried to take off his clothes and use them as fuel, but the clothes turned into smoke and stuck to his body again.

Do you have to use your body as fuel?

He pulled out a hair, but like clothing, the strands of hair that separated from the body disappeared instantly.

Linde was silent for a moment, and stretched out his finger to touch the flame.

The candle flame left colorful burn marks on his skin, like tattoos, but it didn't singe the flesh or ignite it.

The attempt to start a fire failed, and we must change our thinking.

Linde still remembers the whisper he heard before falling asleep - igniting the light in his skull and illuminating the way to the library tower.

But he didn't know what the light in the skull meant.

Literally understood, perhaps the light in the skull refers to the spark of wisdom, so where does this spark come from? A fantasy based on thinking? Or was it a flash of inspiration from studying classics?

Linde sat cross-legged on the ground and fell into deep thought.

(Knowledge from another world): Are you planning to study?But your memory is like a void, almost nothing is left.Let me recall for you, you vaguely remember that there is a language called English, which took you a long time to learn, why not start with it?So the first word is abandon...

Linde shook his head speechlessly, these random thoughts were of no use.

As time passed, the light at the top of the tower gradually dimmed.

He had a premonition that when the tower was completely extinguished, the dream would end. The road leading to the bottom of the tower was silent for eternity, waiting for him to light the candles along the way.

How to obtain the light inside the skull?

Linde looked up at the bright stars in the sky.

Suddenly it reminds me of the countless seals on the inner shell of the crystal wall system.

These seals were extremely blurry and difficult to distinguish, but for some reason, Linde could clearly recall the shape of the seals when he was in a dream.

He pondered for a moment, and slowly copied the seal on the sand in front of him.

A complex geometric flat symbol appears.

Linde stared at the seal that he had copied.

Immediately, he felt a slight itching in his fingers, and when he looked up, a weak candle had been lit on his fingertips at some point.

He succeeded.