The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"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, only dared to look up at Linde, and then looked down at her toes. She was wearing pajamas, her immature toes were curled up, and the veins on the instep were as thin as hair. Congenitally weak, resulting in developmental delay, this girl is about the same age as Harry and the others, but has the same build as Hermione when she first entered school.

Linde stretched out his hand to her, Livia hesitated for a moment, then flusteredly extended her hand, 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 and tone, as well as his extraordinary charm, made the little girl feel relaxed.

Livia sat in front of Linde in an imitative manner, with a pristine face, showing a calm expression of a young adult. Her father, who was a businessman, taught many tricks in the business field, and a poker face can often gain the initiative for negotiations. . Livia often used this trick to act like a baby to her beloved elder brother, and her brother was always obedient to this cute-faced girl.

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

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 cage, but an invitation."

"Invitation card?"

Linde looked sideways 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?"

"The Tower of Books. A library, a universe."

"universe?"

"That's right, the Tongtian Tower Library, there are countless hexagonal corridors in it, which store infinite knowledge, from which you can get answers to almost all questions, whether it is seeking the power to destroy the enemy, subverting the kingdom's strategy, or the goodness of curing diseases and saving people. Fang, the secret medicine for strengthening the body, can find the corresponding classics in the tower. It is not only the place where the truth is preserved, but also the paradise that those who pursue the truth yearn for."

Livia held her breath, she didn't feel stuffy, because the dream didn't require breathing, but after Linde's low-pitched narration, she still let out a long breath.

People who are born with frailty will have hope when they hear the description of physical fitness. For healthy people, the depression caused by physical weakness is unimaginable. Livia was already longing for that tower.

"It's very powerful." She deliberately pretended not to care, and most girls would make such duplicity, "Then can I go?"

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

"Please teach me."

"Go and study. Listen to me, and spend all your free time immersed in books, or doing some manual labor, artistic creation, looking for problems, answering them, discovering the wisdom hidden in reality, using they."

"It's that simple?"

"Yes." Linde nodded, "The best way to repay the truth is to grasp the truth. There is no intelligent subject to interpret it. The so-called truth is nothing but rotten paper bitten by moths."

Livia wondered: "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?"

"certainly."

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 after the wizard, but the moment she stepped out of the candlelight, she woke up from the dream.

"ah!"

In the middle of the night, the bedroom was silent, and the gauze curtain was slightly blown by the slight airflow passing through the window sill. The young businessman's daughter wiped the sweat from her forehead, got out of the soft bed, lit the magic lamp, and opened the curtain to look at the North District of Deep Water City under the moon. , the world is vast, and countless people experience their own stories, but she can only live in a corner, trapped in the guard of the wall.

The maid rushed over upon hearing the sound and whispered hello. Livia asked her to fetch a volume from the study.

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

The lights in the bedroom stay on until sunrise.

In the next few days, Mai Ke's family discovered the abnormality of the girl. Although she often read books to pass the time, she never forgot to sleep and eat like this.

Father Jeremy felt that this was a good thing, and he visited the bookstore many times for his daughter's great cause of study.

Brother Andre vaguely noticed that his sister was acting abnormally.

When she was studying, she often muttered such incomprehensible words as the king of the tower, the light in the skull, and Andre was sure that he had never heard of the so-called king of the tower in the title of any god.

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 fixed his suspicious eyes on the statue. He asked repeatedly, and finally learned from his sister that she was inspired by a 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 beat her elder brother, and her parents felt that her son was making a big fuss. In the end, Livia was taken to the temple. The priest of Tyr, the God of Justice, performed magical spells, but no abnormalities were found on the girl.

Andre apologized to his sister. After going back, after thinking about it, he still disposed of the sculpture. Moreover, he also planned to ask the maker of the sculpture to find out.

However, he was doomed to miss out, because the sculptor Linde had already left Waterdeep, and he and Stan rode southward, enjoying the scenery and customs along the way. (end of this chapter)