The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

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, and sitting on the sofa facing the door was a man wearing sunglasses, a white male in his forties, with a curly back and a very capable appearance.

Lind was surrounded by more men in suits coming out of the bathroom and bedroom.

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

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're members of the Human Federation and you're here to know why Lockhart is afraid of me, aren't you?"

The officer of the People's Federation was stunned for a moment, and the opening remarks he had prepared in his heart fell through.

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

"That's right." Linde spread out Mora's book, and the information on the pages washed away like a waterfall, "I know your plan, you want to bribe me, but you can't come up with tempting conditions, so you have to come Hard. I also know that you guys are doing these tricks behind your back, since you entered this hotel, you have been monitoring."

"Unwarranted accusations." The officer categorically 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 take advantage of us to go out and steal magic items. In the corridor under our feet, there are seventeen armed personnel on standby at all times. A little outside the window There are your snipers on the apron of the high-rise buildings in the direction of Zhong. There are also police officers disguised as civilians downstairs in the hotel. In order to extract the answer from me, you have set up an expert group of 300 people to analyze my character. In three days, I chatted with forty-one strangers in total, speaking a total of 1,751 words. Nineteen of them were arranged by you."

"Is this magic?" The officer's tone was stiff, sweat was faintly visible on his forehead, and the detectives behind him put their hands on the holsters.

"Almost, a little more profound than that. This is a technique called grand movement. I just learned it from a kind friend." Linde stared at the book of Mora, "You are now in my Great music. 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 laughing, he already said it so clearly, but he still thinks it's a lie, so take it as a lie.

"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 a lion, I am a sheep, I understand." Linde raised his hands cooperatively.

"Very well. Don't condemn us in your heart. Boy, do you think the wizarding world should be open to the general public?" The director felt that he had gained the initiative and resumed 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 the sunglasses took off his sunglasses and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief. He really couldn't stand Linde's straight-forward conversation style. Usually, everyone would go back and forth at the negotiating table , but this young man is like a long sword, always piercing the vitals.

"It's hard for me to explain to you what Lockhart did, you always love 'right' and hate 'truth'. I'll say it one last time, it's a carnival, a game, play yourself in the script role and try to be as 'happy' as possible, which is what you should do."

The bureaucrats of the Ministry of People's Federation were annoyed, "We are talking about 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 brink of war, naive and stupid. For all mankind safe, and tell me Lockhart's secret!"

Linde put his hands on his cheeks and asked amusedly, "For all mankind?"

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

"You are talking to God on behalf of all mankind."

He froze for a moment, "What are you talking about, God?"

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

"Hahaha!" The officer laughed out loud in disbelief, and the surrounding agents also burst into low-pitched 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, but you are the real frogs in the well! Human wisdom sent us to the moon, but you are still hiding in the gutter Play 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 Linde stood up, all the guns were aimed at him. This group of local agents all carried a vigorous and resolute North American style, and a set of American residences fought all over the world. If Linde made any changes, he would be greeted with a hail of bullets.

"Stand there and don't move!"

"Quiet." Linde 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 also the other detectives. They couldn't speak, they couldn't move, they couldn't even blink. They could only watch this young man who claimed to be a god and 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.

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

"I will exile you, leave my grand movement, and return to the real 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!"

In the middle of speaking, they disappeared suddenly, and only the remaining voice was still echoing in the room. A faint black smoke floated from the Book of Mora in Linde's hand.

"You, you... what did you do?! Evil dark wizard!" The officers of the People's Federation were terrified, and the representatives of the Ministry of Magic were even more frightened. Facing Linde's magic, they felt that they were Muggles. .

Linde made a quiet gesture to them, "Shhh - I suggest you forget all of 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, and Lind and Dumbledore returned to the campus life of Hogwarts. 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.