All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

On this enchanted night, the dwarf Barendarhorn slew his uncle with his own hands.

"Master, I don't regret killing him... Qiao Yin murdered my father. He admitted it himself, so I don't want to resurrect him."

Lin De came late, so he naturally didn't know what happened that night, and how the uncle and nephew had such a fight.

"Let me guess, it has something to do with this diamond."

"Everything has to do with this stone. The Horn clan has shed enough blood for it. Of course, you must want it too, so take it. It's bloody with treachery and conspiracy, and it won't bring you good transport."

Barenda deeply cursed this huge diamond known as the Heart of the Mountains. The clear crystal was like flawless ice, colder than the blood of the betrayer.

Linde took the diamond and gestured it in his hand. It was enough to be used as a consumable for the [Complete Restoration Technique]. If such a gem was placed in any city-state or country, it would attract conspiracy and even war.

"I've seen prettier diamonds in the Lonely Mountain."

Of course the warlock needed the gem, but he casually threw the stone back into Barenda's hands.

The young dwarf, who was fifty-six years old at the time, was stunned.

Linde got on his horse and prepared to return to the Road Inn.

"Hey! Master, don't you want this diamond?"

"I have never been kind to you, so how can I accept your gift?" The magician smiled lightly, riding his horse and whipping his whip.

"Wait! If you kill that devil, it's equivalent to saving me. Take it!" Balenda shouted, but did not keep Lind's horse hoof.

The druids chanted mantras softly, calling on the power of the natural spirits to expel the purgatory evil that remained in this land.The refreshing wind kept blowing, and the dry and cracked soil around the three miles became damp again, and the thin grass seeds germinated, as if the spring god breathed in, making the earth green and pleasant.

The road after the rain is still like a thick soup. The herds of animals, birds and insects that disappeared in the rainy night have become active again. The devil's evil barrier has been broken. The bay horse's pace was brisk and a little excited, and it would run wildly from time to time. Linde patted his neck gently and said with a smile: "Slow down. You are going to throw me off."

He blessed the bay-red horse with several magic spells so that it would not get wet from the rain or muddy. A gust of wind would blow from behind, and the road in front of Linde would also be covered with green grass and wild flowers.

The world is full of life, the deer stop to eat the grass, the grass stems are cut off and cut again, and they are still lush and green.

This state of vitality and competition among all things is still before our eyes.

"Druid's spell, well, it's very interesting." The magician's eyes showed a little envy and deep thought, envious of the druid's unrestrained demeanor of controlling nature, and at the same time, he had some reverie about the future road.

The infinite scepter is always a trouble in the hand. For me, it is useless. For the magician Linde, it always attracts the covetousness of gods and demons from all walks of life. It is an out-and-out hot potato.

Linde has long been thinking about how to deal with the Infinity Scepter. Although it was originally used as a weapon and has been bound with the Magic Blade Contract, after thinking about it, he still feels that it is a bit unsafe.

This time it was only a deep-hell refiner, and Asmodeus behind him probably still hadn't given up.Plus Sazastan, who is peeping in the dark, and maybe the gods of the good camp like the goddess of magic.Lin De has a sense of sight of "Yi Tian Shou Long Ji", the infinite scepter is equivalent to the dragon slaying knife, and he himself has become the golden lion king Xie Xun.

Seeing the scene of a druid casting a spell to bring spring back to the earth was a great inspiration to Lind.

Nature leaves its treasures in the wild, ready for anyone to take them, but they are still inexhaustible.

If the Infinity Scepter stays in his own hands, it is bound to be troublesome, even if he is very strong, and Io is in the background, but if he is unlucky and is overturned by a group of adventurers as a boss, the artifact will be left behind. possible.Even if you become a god, if you don't have strong divine power, you may lose your scepter due to the battle of gods.

Wealth kept in the individual is always at risk of being stolen, just as all rules and contracts are bound to be broken one day.Things always inevitably go to the opposite.

Linde didn't value the Infinity Scepter very much. It was just an ordinary instant noodle fork at the beginning. In comparison, the mobile phone that traveled together was even more miraculous.So even if you lose it, you won't feel bad.

But he doesn't like to be robbed by all kinds of monsters and monsters. This is somewhat disrespectful.

Inspired by Druid, Linde is now going to turn the Infinity Scepter into a tree and plant it directly in the ground.

This treasure has extremely powerful plasticity and magical conductivity. In the hands of a great wizard, after some complex transformation and enchantment, it can completely replace the magic net.

There are currently two magic webs, one is controlled by the goddess of magic, and the other is the shadow magic web controlled by the goddess of night, Shar.

Any spellcaster needs to rely on the magic network to control the violent, disorderly and powerful magic power, which is equivalent to relying on others.

Ordinary magic nets have been restricted by the goddess of magic. Mortals cannot use magic above 9 levels. This is to prevent the recurrence of disasters - there was once a great arcanist who used his own 12-level spell [Karsus Apotheosis]. Stealing the goddess of magic's throne directly led to the collapse of the magic network.

Although the Shadow Magic Network has no restrictions and has bonuses when releasing some evil magic, it will be affected by Shar. The body will be eroded by the shadow magic, and the temperament will also be deflected.

Linde is ready to set up his own business. He has the knowledge, conditions and abilities. Why not do it?

The magician's thoughts were racing, but in just two-quarters of an hour's journey, he had already drawn up a process plan for setting up the magic network, and all he had to do next was to follow the steps.

In the road inn, the passengers rushed to the window and walked out of the house. After the rain stopped, everyone was able to continue on the road. The fearful rainstorm finally stopped. After a while, this past event will become a thrilling topic of conversation in their mouths , to bring a strange story after dinner to the people in the more distant areas of this road.

Linde returned and jumped off his horse.

Many travelers were bandaging their wounds and maintaining their weapons, as if they had been through a great battle.

The waiter at the inn said timidly: "My lord, your companion is inside."

"Why, what happened?" The magician was a little surprised, "Could you be fighting with those Cyres?"

"That's right." Several passengers patted their chests, "We won a big victory!"

In the inn hall, the wizards and knights from Sel were lying on the ground in a mess, several of them had their heads chopped off, and the living ones were tied tightly with ropes.

Stan was playing the guitar leisurely, a piece of "Hotel California" was gurgling, Edkin's nose was bruised and his face was bruised, the tables and chairs were broken, there were scorched marks caused by magical flames on the floor, and there were large swaths of frost.

Linde threw the eyeball of the pit fiend on the table, and it rolled into Stan's hand like a red crystal ball.

"Look, isn't this our magician? You have returned victorious." Stan laughed and put down the guitar in his hand.

This bard looks easy to bully, but he is the incarnation of Stan Lee after all. The red-robed wizard wanted to kidnap him, but Stan incited everyone in the inn with a few words, and launched a battle where the more wins the less. no danger.

For some reason, everyone is performing supernormally, and in Stan's singing, ordinary attacks can deal tons of damage.Although the red-robed wizard is powerful, he can't hold back a group of adventurers who are full of luck.Moreover, their spellcasting sometimes fails inexplicably, and it is really a living ghost.

The passengers at the Road Inn shared weal and woe, having lived and died together, and the atmosphere was completely different from when Linde left.

Tona screamed and brought hot spicy potatoes.She also participated in the battle just now, knocking Serre's unlucky soldier unconscious with a spoon, and she is still very excited at this time.

Linde looked around. The scenery was orderly in chaos, and it looked like it was dilapidated and welcoming the new. Except the inn owner Jamal looked at the broken tables and chairs and wanted to cry. Everyone else is excited.

He shook his head with a smile, sat down at the dining room table, took out a plastic fork and started eating spicy fried potatoes.

After finishing this meal, we continued our journey south.