All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

"Hello." Linde nodded to the merchant's daughter. "I am Linde. According to the common language, you can call me De Lin. Who are you?"

"My name is Livia McCoy. De Lin, where is this?"

Livia spoke softly and only dared to raise her head to glance at Lind, and then looked down at her toes. She was wearing pajamas, her young toes were curled up, and the veins on her instep were as thin as hair. Born with a frail body that resulted in delayed development, this girl was about the same age as Harry and the others, but had about the same build as Hermione when she first entered school.

Linde stretched out his hand towards her. Livia hesitated for a while, then hurriedly extended her palm, and the two shook hands gently.

"Okay, now we are friends. Miss Livia, don't be afraid, you have entered the dream of a god from a foreign country."

Linde sat cross-legged on the ground. His friendly attitude, tone, and extraordinary charm made the little girl feel relaxed.

Livia sat in front of Linde in the same manner, with a serious face and a calm expression of a young adult. Her father, a businessman, told many business tips. Having a poker face can often gain the initiative in negotiations. . Livia often used this trick to act coquettishly to her beloved eldest brother, who was always obedient to this cute-faced girl.

It's just that her pupils are still trembling slightly now, and her subtle look of fear makes the Master Warlock chuckle.

Livia held back for a long time before asking, "Can I go home?"

"Of course. You can leave at any time. This dream is not a prison, but an invitation."

"Invitation card?"

Linde turned his head and looked at the tall tower at the end of the road, "Look."

Livia followed the magician's eyes and turned her eyes. Her childish eyes stared at the eternal white tower, amazed by this heaven-penetrating spectacle.

"What tower is that?"

"A book tower. A library, a universe."

"universe?"

"That's right, the Library of Babel has countless hexagonal corridors and stores infinite knowledge. You can get answers to almost all questions from it, whether you are seeking the power to destroy the enemy, the strategy of subverting the kingdom, or the method of healing and saving lives. Recipes and secret medicines for strengthening the body can all be found in the corresponding classics in the tower. It is not only a place where truth exists, but also a paradise that those who pursue the truth long for."

Livia held her breath and concentrated. She didn't feel suffocated because dreams did not require breathing, but after Lind's low narration, she still let out a long breath.

People who are naturally weak will have hope when they hear the description of physical fitness. For healthy people, the frustration caused by physical weakness is unimaginable. Livia already had a desire for the tower.

"It's very profitable." She deliberately pretended not to care. Most girls would be duplicitous in this move. "Then can I go?"

Linde smiled, "Of course. But this path requires you to use your own wisdom to light the candle."

"Please teach me."

"Go and study. Listen to me. Spend all your free time immersed in books, or do some manual labor or artistic creation. Find problems, solve them, discover the wisdom hidden in reality, and use they."

"It's that simple?"

"Yes." Linde nodded, "The best way to repay the truth is to master the truth. Without an intelligent subject to interpret it, the so-called truth is nothing more than rotten paper gnawed by silverfish."

Livia asked doubtfully: "Truth?"

"Yes, truth, the answer to all questions. Those who grasp the truth may not be happy, but they will not be confused by misfortune. If everyone grasps the truth, it may be able to save all misfortunes..."

"Then if I get the truth, can I no longer get sick?"

"of course."

The longing in Livia's eyes was like a goblin's rustling snicker, with a joy that couldn't be concealed.

Linde stood up suddenly and walked along the silver casting road, his figure was like a phantom of flowing water, and he walked under the tower in the blink of an eye.

The magician looked back from afar, the girl was still at the starting point of the silver casting road, and the candles beside the road had never been lit.

"De Lin! Come back! I still have a lot of questions!"

"Livia Maiko, the king of the tower is watching your fate, we will meet again, when you and I are the shepherds of the gods."

Livia anxiously chased the magician, but the moment she walked out of the candlelight source, she woke up from her dream.

"what!"

The bedroom was silent in the middle of the night. The subtle airflow passing through the window blew the gauze curtain slightly. The young businessman's daughter wiped the sweat on her forehead, got out of the soft bed, lit the magic lamp, opened the curtain and looked at the northern district of Waterdeep under the moon. , the world is vast, and countless people are experiencing their own stories, but she can only live in a corner, trapped in the guard of the wall.

The maid heard the sound and came over, whispering greetings. Livia asked her to go to the study to get a volume of books.

"It's a little harder to read," she emphasized.

The lights in the bedroom stay on until sunrise.

In the next few days, the Maico family discovered something strange about the girl. Although she often read books to pass the time, she had never been so sleepless and forgetful about food.

Father Jeremy thought this was a good thing, and he visited the bookstore many times for the sake of his daughter's learning.

Brother Andre vaguely noticed that his sister was acting abnormally.

When she was studying, she often muttered difficult words such as Tower King and the Light in the Skull. Andre was sure that he had never heard of any god having the so-called Tower King in his title.

A legitimate suspicion naturally came to mind-the heretics.

On the land of Faerun, there has never been a shortage of wild beliefs. The congregants who act under various banners are often bewitched and manipulated by demons.For example, in Amn, members of a sect would self-mutilate their eyes, but the investigation found that they were servants of the beholder.The corners of civilized society and the wild wilderness are hotbeds of pagan beliefs.

Andre then focused his suspicious eyes on the statue. He pressed again and again and finally learned from his sister that she was inspired by the dream.

"Do you know how dangerous this is?! The dream, maybe it's a trick of the mind flayer!"

"The Tower King is not a mind flayer."

"You have been bewitched, Livia, I must take you to the temple, and the priest of the God of Justice will dispel the evil magic you have been subjected to."

Livia couldn't defeat her eldest brother, and her parents felt that their son was making a fuss. In the end, Livia was taken to the temple, and the priest of Tyr, the god of justice, cast magical spells, but no abnormalities were found on the girl.

Andre apologized to his sister, and after going back, he thought about it and got rid of the sculpture. Moreover, he also planned to find the maker of the sculpture to find out.

However, he was doomed to fail, because the sculptor Linde had already left Waterdeep City. He and Stan rode south, enjoying the scenery and customs along the way.