The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"De Lin, you seem to be very idle recently?" Luna saw this idle senior student when she passed by.

"The things I need to be busy have been resolved, so I am really free."

On the soft grass by the shore of the Black Lake, Linde lay down and stared at the sky in a daze. There were not many seventh-year Hogwarts students like him who were idle. Graduating soon, everyone is worrying about where they will go in the future. The average age of eighteen is about to enter the workplace. It is not easy for children in the magic world. The pressure of competition for good jobs is not small, and it is common to be unemployed after graduation.

Linde didn't intend to look for a job. Even if Fudge gave up the position of Minister of Magic, he would at most decline by reciting a poem.

"What have you been up to lately?" Luna sat down beside Linde with a dull tone. The little witch was a little frustrated, probably because Ms. Moon Shadow left.

What she didn't know was that no matter how far apart the mortals were who were concerned by the Demon God, they would always be shrouded in His loving eyes. When she joins the library tower, there is a high probability that she will be recruited into Ms. Moon Shadow's classroom as an apprentice, and she will be able to go to the Kingdom of God even after death. It can be said that it is a one-stop service from birth to death, and the arrangements are very thoughtful.

Linde explained to Luna the concept of the Biological Mastermind and the "Practical Guide".

"Is the Practical Guide the thing Harry is using?"

"Yes, he is the first user." Linde's skin was hot from the autumn sun, his eyes were closed, and his voice was as calm as the lake breeze, "It won't be long before each of you can use it. An "Introductory Manual" similar to the "Guide". It's just that the principal must be busy. The era of magic AI is coming, and the style of painting is a bit cyberpunk."

Luna tucked her legs in front of her chest and rested her baby chin on her knees. They had no classes at the moment, and it was almost half an hour before lunch.

The students who met for a duel passed not far behind, noisy, and the quarrel between the little lion and the little snake would never stop. Draco's viscous, triumphant voice came over, probably because he had beaten several Gryffindors at the Dueling Club.

There was another explosion in the alchemy laboratory, and the twin brothers and Seamus Finnigan escaped from the flames and smoke on a broom, smoked like African boys, but with excited smiles on their faces.

"Slytherin! Don't be arrogant!" George shouted, "Our Alchemy Bomb 3.0 has been born! Have the guts to compete with us again!" There was a suspicious leather bag hanging from the end of his broom, When flying over the Slytherin crowd, several black bombs suddenly dropped from his pocket.

The Slytherin students looked up and mocked, seeing the alchemy bomb falling from the sky, they all turned pale with fright and fled in all directions. However, these bombs have undergone special alchemical treatment, and they will automatically chase people away.

"Help! Help!" A Slytherin freshman's pants flew away, and a bomb stuck to his buttocks. Seeing that the fuze had burned out, the other students could only show expressions of helplessness, hoping that the poor baby would not be bombed Anal flowering.

"Hahahaha!" The two brothers, George and Freddy, were riding on the same pole, laughing, "It's just bullet casings! It scares you."

Linde watched this scene with squinted eyes, covered his face, and sighed: "Merlin's stinky socks, the magic missiles are out, and the little wizard is too scary now. When I was in school, I could at most put a kick on my face." ..."

Professor McGonagall opened the window in the tower, used [loud voice] blessing, and shouted like a thunderbolt: "Mr. Weasley! Mr. Finnigan! Throwing dangerous objects is prohibited in the school! Gryffindor deducted thirty point!"

"Oh, bad."

"De Lin, Principal Dumbledore seems to be entangled by many harassment horses recently. What troubles did you encounter?" Luna didn't care about the movement behind her.

"The principal is just revisiting the joy of learning." Linde smiled mischievously. "He definitely needs help. After all, it took me and Mora 20 days to perfect all the processes."

"Oh." Luna responded without interest.

"You didn't really understand what I was saying, did you?"

Luna blinked guiltyly, but her tone was still very righteous. This girl has a bit of a talent for lying, "I understand, but I'm just not interested."

"Then tell me, what steps are needed to make a biological master brain."

"Uh, the first step..."

"The first step is to prepare a nutrient solution." Dumbledore's blue eyes were bloodshot, and he muttered, "High-concentration sugar water, amino acid solution, plus an appropriate amount of potion. Disinfect and inhibit bacteria, stimulate tissue growth .”

"I can't make so many potions by myself." Grindelwald's forehead hair was wet from the cold sweat of undead creatures. Shadow, if he went to work in a restaurant, he would be a kitchen by himself.

"Got to get Severus to help." Dumbledore paused, "It's time to introduce him to Gautami."

That night, when Snape was about to take a rest, a figure quietly appeared in the office.

Snape turned around abruptly, drew his wand and pointed it at the comer.

Under the illumination of the magic candle, this person's pale face was slightly blue, as if he had stayed up all night for a week and then participated in a full marathon, with a kind of beauty on the verge of sudden death.

"Professor Geller." Snape frowned, "I didn't invite you, and knocking is a good habit."

"Professor Snape, Albus needs you." Grindelwald said hoarsely.

"Why did you convey it on his behalf? If he really needs my help, he shouldn't mind, just explain it to me in person." Snape became vigilant, but his voice drew out even more, with a strange smell, "I have to Doubt your true intentions."

"He's busy. If you don't believe me, you can come with me." Grindelwald's eyes flashed, "You can put down the ghost potion. Although I am indeed a vampire, I am not afraid of this potion. We can openly Talking about it will help ease the misunderstanding between each other."

Snape's expression remained unchanged, his shoulders relaxed slightly, and he asked intriguingly, "You seem to be paying special attention to a student...Harry Potter, can you tell me why?"

"He was a special kid. I like bright students."

"It's just stupid." The old bat snorted coldly, "What are you and Dumbledore up to lately?"

"You'll see it soon. Minor spoiler - that's the future of wizarding."

Snape cautiously followed Grindelwald out of the main castle. When they walked out of the gate, behind a window on the tower, Professor McGonagall followed the figures of the two nocturnal travelers until they disappeared into the unfathomable building. in the White Tower.

Ms. Mai, the older cat girl, has a shadow in her heart, just like the dark clouds covering the moon in the sky at this moment.

"Another professor has gone to the White Tower, Dumbledore, what are you planning?"