The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

After leaving Dagger Shoal, Linde came out at night, and the undead were afraid of the sun, so during the day, he and Mia stayed in the shade and waited for the sun to set before continuing on their way.

The undead Mia was tied up, it had no mind, and it always tried to attack Linde. The dead naturally hate the living, and Linde is not Mia's master, so he cannot give orders to it. Such a weak undead is not a threat, maybe even a goblin can't beat it.

The sorcerer tortured the soul of the succubus Puncheska on the road. He didn't deliberately bring pain to the demon, but the process of forcibly refining the soul of an alien creature into the skull to make an evil magic weapon , is by no means a hot spring sauna, the wailing of the soul echoes in the atmosphere, mortals cannot hear it, animals and birds feel uneasy, and the spirit of nature is quite flustered.

Where the devil's wails echoed, the plantain withered, the summer wildflowers died, the fireflies died, and the earthworms escaped the soil, only to return to normal after a few months.

Puncheska's soul sometimes cursed Linde viciously, and sometimes begged in a low voice, both soft and hard, but it couldn't move the magician.

The last rune was drawn, and the head and soul of the succubus Puncheska were completely transformed into an arcane magic weapon, as well as a treasured magic item. Linde retained the charm ability of the succubus when making it. It can charm creatures three times a day. In addition, it refined its two eyeballs into light bulbs, which can illuminate invisible creatures and make etheric spirits appear.

As a sorcerer, Linde felt that this style of painting was suitable for holding a magic artifact of a skull, and the warlock from World of Warcraft next door had the same virtue.

As the refining of the magic weapon came to an end, the female succubus could only let out a weak howl. These screams were full of profanity, more desperate than despair, which made the magic net vibrate slightly, and the invisible ripples attracted the attention of some alien creatures. They all learn of a mortal holding an artifact.

Linde knew about it and he didn't care.

But it didn't take long before he was stalked by a devil.

Devils and devils are two different alien creatures. Although they are equally evil and depraved, devils come from the nine layers of hell and believe in order, while devils come from the bottomless abyss and believe in chaos. There is an eternal bloody battle.

Creatures from these outer planes cannot directly enter the main material plane, but they can always try their best to infiltrate their influence, lure mortals to fall, and realize their tricks step by step.

Under the moonlight, the bay red horse stepped through a puddle on the road. In the dark reflection of the water, a pair of scarlet eyes flickering with boundless cruelty and cold wisdom flickered. When the rider's eyes turned around, those eyes disappeared, and a bright moon in the puddle was crushed by the horse's hoof.

The undead Mia grunted uncomfortably on the saddle. It was still trying to turn its head and nibble on Linde. The magician casually spread the notes on its back, holding a charcoal pencil to record inspiration. For this restless makeshift desk, all he had to do was tap the back of his head with a charcoal pencil to signal the other party to be quiet.

The intelligence of the undead is not high, and it will be in a daze for a long time when it is knocked like this.

Going south along the main road, when passing by a lonely big banyan tree, the sun is about to rise, and the magician dismounted and set up camp.

As a spellcaster, the first choice for camping in the wild is not a tent, but [Maduncan Mansion], or the lower-grade [Leomond Hut], both of which can provide sufficient protection and a comfortable environment.

Linde bought all the materials needed for the mansion technique when he was in Waterdeep City, an ivory arch statue, a piece of polished marble, and a small silver spoon. The mansion technique can provide many rooms as you like, there are hundreds of magic servants, and there are rich ingredients for hundreds of people, which can be described as the enjoyment of the great nobles.

When Mia was still alive, she often lamented that her house was crowded.

When her undead walks into the mansion created by magic in another dimension, it will become very quiet and walk around. Linde knew that this was the reaction from Mia's remaining memory. Some pathetic necromancers turn the dead bodies of their loved ones into necromancers, thinking they will keep them company, and some powerful necromancers simply turn themselves into liches to stop the passing of life.

No matter what the purpose is, how much determination is made, after any living person is transformed into a dead spirit, his temperament will change drastically and he will become a stranger. Even the great wizard's willpower will be corroded and corrupted by negative energy little by little, becoming cruel, cold, and disgusting to the living.

Linde would not feel that Undead Mia bears the slightest resemblance to her in life.

After hiding in another dimension, the undead are no longer restless. When the sun set again, Linde walked out of the portal and saw a female elf standing under the big banyan tree, wearing leaves and holding a cane, with faint green hair and hollow eyes like a forest devastated by a fire.

This is a druid, and she looks at the wizard.

The female elf stared at the infinite scepter in Linde's hand, and frowned distressedly when she saw the artifact poked into the soil.

"The spirits of nature are terrified. I followed their guidance to find you. Be careful," she said. "There is an evil spirit around you. The evil spirits want to take your weapon. If you are worried about being killed, you can give it to us for safekeeping." .”

Linde glanced at the elf and said bluntly, "You are not worthy."

The elf has a good temper, and gently persuaded: "Many humans try to resist demons, but you don't have the will and wisdom, and you will eventually be tempted to fall."

"I'm afraid that demons are not the only ones coveting the scepter. Elf, you are not a good talker. It's getting dark, and it's about to rain. The wind and rain will attract some idiots. Let's go." The magician looked at the dark clouds in the corner of the sky, The undead behind him quietly opened its mouth and gnawed at his neck.

The elf opened his mouth to remind: "Behind you."

Linde made a gesture, and a force field rope tied Mia up, "Quiet."

The undead was silent for a moment, then hissed restlessly again.

"She has the mark of a red-robed wizard. You will be hunted down by the Cyres." The female elf reminded again, "You are in a very dangerous situation now."

"Dangerous?" Linde smiled faintly, "Believe it or not, if I bribe Io with lunch, I will become a god on the spot?"

The druid shook his head, and stared at Linde with pity for a fool, "The pathetic person, completely captured by the will of the artifact, is starting to talk nonsense."

"This is my scepter, not Crenshinibon the Crystal Shard. Don't speculate on its power. Druids, I like you all, but I've only warned once, don't try to get your hands on the scepter."

The magician's face was shrouded in the shadow of sunset, and white candlelight flickered faintly in the depths of his pupils, reflecting an unspeakable indifference, which made the female elf shudder.

Click——

The southern horizon thundered.

Linde tied Mia to the saddle, and then got on the horse himself. He patted the succubus's head, his eyeballs shot a bright light, illuminating the road, and he yelled, and the hooves of the docile mare were light.

He turned his head and looked back, the druid under the big banyan tree had disappeared, and an elk ran into the grass.

"Wilderness Shapeshifter, a good trick." Linde praised in a low voice.

The rain began to fall heavily, and it would continue for many days until the Northlands were muddy. (end of this chapter)