The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Surviving in a desolate and uninhabited world, the most terrifying thing is not the various dangers people imagine, but the lack of goals and plans. For survivors, wandering around like headless chickens, or staying in place in a daze, is fatal, and they often don't realize it.

Linde has a deep understanding of how terrible the situation of "aimless" is.

One day, he woke up from the bed in his pocket, counted the medicine bottles at hand, and found that he could open a medicine shop now, and then looked at the candle in the "Guide", and found that the fire was as prosperous as a bonfire.

So he lay back and spent the whole day neither practicing magic nor studying, tending to the shipworm farm, or hunting. He didn't do anything, except to solve personal hygiene problems, just lay there all day, drank a little magically transformed water, and didn't eat anything.

Wasted the whole day, got nothing, and put myself in a bad mood.

Realizing that his psychological problems were getting worse, after the day passed, Linde decided to entertain himself with some handicrafts.

He tried to do carving work, since he didn't have a carving knife at hand, he used [Magic Energy Blast] to cut.

The principle of [Magic Energy Explosion] is to guide magical energy, turn it into the purest and original shock wave, and release it in the form of rays, just like scooping up a handful from the endless river and pouring it out. It can be said that there is no technical content.

Linde tried to engrave characters on the ship board, and a burst of magic energy slashed across the board, like an iron plow plowing the land, and the fibers of the board exploded, leaving wavy lines.

This rough trace has already silently stated that the magic energy explosion is not suitable for the work of a carving knife.

Linde is still not ready to give up, he needs to find something to arouse the enthusiasm for life in his heart.

At first, limited by the simple spell structure, no matter how hard he tried, Linde could not effectively control the force field wave of the magic energy explosion. All it takes is a tug on the leash.

Linde felt the energy flowing in the magic net, and used his consciousness to calm the restless force field waves. Every time he cast a magic energy burst, not only left a mark on the wooden board, but also drew a track in his heart. He savored the dissonance and distortion of this trajectory, fine-tuning it over and over again.

When a ship plank was broken, it was replaced with a new one, and the sawdust impregnated with magic energy was just used to feed the shipworms.

After practicing thousands of times in this way, he has been able to leave smooth and delicate scratches on the wooden board. His mastery of the magic energy explosion has also reached the point where he can release it with just a thought without gestures or words.

Linde fully understands the original intention of the daily practice tasks. The caster is not only an explorer of mysteries, but also a controller of magical power. He will open his mind and body to magical energy, and let the ubiquitous root power in this universe transform One's own soul and blood, so as to move towards the extraordinary.

The descendants of the great mage have a certain probability of becoming warlocks. That is because the caster's blood has mutated due to long-term soaking in magic energy. This affinity for magic can be passed on to future generations by blood.

When Linde was fully familiar with [Magic Energy Explosion], a wind of magical power pierced through his body and mind in an instant, playing every blood vessel in him like a string vibrating.

When he recovered from this detached experience, he unknowingly obtained twenty candles. Counting the gains from the flashes of inspiration during the immersion practice, he gained a total of one hundred and forty-three intracranial lights. It took seven days, and the efficiency was quite good.

At that time, the [Magic Energy Explosion] he cast could be as thin as a silk thread and as thick as a bucket, but to complete a sculpture work, it was not enough just to have even strength. , chisel and other actions.

If you want to improve the manipulability of the magic explosion, you can no longer activate the force field in the form of rays.

In order to shape the force field wave into a sword, he improved the casting structure of [Magic Energy Blast].

If it was just to scoop up a handful of water in the river and pour it out, now it is condensing water and melting ice.

Linde didn't work behind closed doors. He generously spent two hundred candles to buy a copy of "The Sword of Mordencan" in order to learn from some advanced experience.

[Sword of Magic Duncan] is a 7-ring evocation spell, which can create a luminous force field sword that flies freely.

What Linde needs to learn is how to shape the force field. With his current knowledge reserve, it is still very difficult to understand the 7th-level spells, and even if he learns it, he can't cast it. But he just figured out how to shape the force field. technique and apply it to Mana Explosion.

He turned the force field wave into a sword blade, which can temporarily attach to the palm or the object held in the hand, and can be used as a weapon to slash. The sharpness is comparable to iron, and the lethality is quite impressive.

The upgraded Fel Blast inevitably becomes a 1st level spell.

Casting official spells will make the caster feel exhausted from the soul, and even gradually lose the connection to the magic net. Therefore, it can only be cast a limited number of times before resting.

Linde named this self-created level 1 spell [Magic Sword]. After that day, he specialized in researching the [Magic Sword] spell, constantly absorbing the essence of other magics to improve the performance of the magic sword. It has been more than half a year since it was developed into a series.

...

The crew of the Charizard followed Linde to the outer ring area. Seeing the magician landed on an asteroid, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and hesitated again.

"Who is going to negotiate with him?"

"I'll come." The alien crew member said in a low voice, then glanced at the mage apprentice, "Dean will come with me."

"Why?! Uh, is it necessary? What can I do?"

"You magicians are all dirty, take your precautions so that you won't be deceived by that magician."

Dean was annoyed by these words, wouldn't this beating around the bush also scold him?

He was naturally reluctant.

The crew members looked at each other and suddenly began to praise the apprentice. It is said that he has outstanding talents and skills, and in time, he will definitely be better than his mentor, and he will become a big hit with the boss, and he will make a lot of money every day. How can such a capable person be afraid to talk to people? It must have been the first.

The sorcerer's apprentice blushed, and with courage in his heart, he gave orders carelessly, "It's not enough for just two people, at least one more person must follow."

A human crew member agrees to come down.

The three added some fuel and water to the steam pump, and off they went.

They landed on the asteroid where the warlock lived in seclusion, carefully tracking the man's traces.

The crew member of the alien race turned his hippopotamus head to observe the surrounding terrain, and kept pressing the short-barreled gun at his waist with his palm.

Dean suddenly called out.

"There are footprints on the ground."

"Be careful, we are approaching that person's home."

The footprints led to a wide crack in the ground, and everyone probed towards it, and the crack extended obliquely downward, faintly like a beast's mouth waiting for its prey to plunge into.

"Hello! Is anyone there?" The alien crew member greeted loudly.

The echo was faint, making the master and apprentice shudder.

The two old crew members looked at each other, and the thinner human being took the initiative to poke into it. He greeted all the way, and his voice gradually disappeared.

After a while, the human crew returned to the cave entrance, looking shocked.

"There's no one in there! But I found something strange!"

"What the hell is it? Tell me."

"The statue, there are many statues inside... There is also a small boat, I seem to see the magic helm!"

"What?! You mean, there is a magic helm here?" The companion was taken aback, his expression ecstatic.

"I'm not sure, it looks like a half-finished product." The human crew member's face was pale, "I don't feel right, although there is no one inside, but there seems to be something staring at me."

"Go in and have a look. If it's really a magic rudder, take it away first. The boss will compensate him."

Mage Dean gritted his teeth. He didn't feel good. His mentor had warned him that a well-prepared spellcaster is invincible, especially not in the opponent's home field, because you never know whether any inconspicuous object around A deadly spell is buried.

"Since the man is not inside, where did he go? Shall we wait here for a while?"

"Don't worry about it. The magic rudder is important. Then look for the cortex of the gossamer space carrier. Time is running out, that person may come back at any time."

The old crew did not hesitate to get into the cracks in the ground.

The mage apprentice looked around, the asteroids in the distant star ring were shining slightly in the sky, the distant sun was like a red bean, and the surrounding wind whipped fine sand on his cheeks.

He shivered in a daze, and quickly followed in the footsteps of his companions, going deep into the home of a strange spellcaster.

At the same time, the three crew members staying on an asteroid two miles away knelt on the ground, their protective clothing was torn, their injuries were serious, their hands were twisted behind their backs, and their bodies were tied up with force field ropes.

They cried out for mercy.

"We just came out to catch the space carrier, we don't know anything, Master Mage!"

"Leave us alone, we are the crew of the caravan. My companion needs medical treatment, he is dying!"

"Help... show mercy..."

A scruffy man with long hair and shawl stood in front of them holding a blue lightsaber, his eyes were colder than the stars.