The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Go west from the fork of the coast road, enter the Lion's Road, follow the road to the end and you will find Candle Castle, a group of buildings standing on the cliffs by the sea, like a pearl on the top of a rocky crown.

At daybreak, stationed at a bivouac two miles east of Candlekeep, several adventurers yawned and got out of their tents.

Three fine horses came walking in the misty morning mist, and a beam of bright light shot out from the horses' backs, illuminating the road.

The half-elf ranger among the adventurers cheered up, piercing through the mist with sharp eyes, and saw clearly the traveler who was traveling all night.

Linde's bay red horse led the way, and he used the head of the succubus Puncheska as a lighting tool. Sitting behind her was Mia. This undead didn't look much different from a living person. It was nothing more than pale, haggard, and sunken cheeks that looked malnourished.

Mia held a flower pot in her arms, and the silver tree settled in the pot, and the candles burned quietly, swaying gently with the wind, like snow on the branches. And Mia stared at the silver tree earnestly, usually never leaving, showing great intimacy. Linde always has a sense of déjà vu for the undead who like trees. He remembers that there is a skeleton who loves to plant trees.

Stan worked hard on horseback, except he read dirty magazines like Playboy.

Doric communicated with the flower elf in a low voice. This flower elf was also attracted by the silver tree, hoping to settle on the tree in the future, and has followed Linde and the others these days. Flower elves belong to the fey type, their body length is only a few inches, and their temperament is mostly timid. This is just an example. Doric promised to protect her.

A group of people stopped by the camp.

"Hey, travelers traveling all night, are you going to Candlekeep?"

"Yes, did you just leave Candlekeep?" Linde asked with a smile.

"How do you know?" The adventurers in the camp were curious.

"Just a guess."

Linde turned off the succubus headlights, then got off the horse, and said with a smile, "We just arrived and are ready to rest, but you are leaving. Strangers, why don't we have dinner together, don't miss this opportunity."

The adventurers in the camp looked at each other, and the warriors among them had already smiled, obviously infected by Linde's charm, and the assassins and mages also relaxed their vigilance. Only Ranger hadn't been distracted by Linde.

"My friend, why don't you explain why you tied this girl to a horse?"

"She is Mia." Linde briefly introduced, "I can't ride a horse, so I have to be tied up."

"Tiefling." A human adventurer frowned at the sight of Doric.

"She's my friend." Lind said calmly, "A kind druid. Don't be racist, okay?"

Stan also joins in to mingle, and the two charismatic personalities work together to no avail. Soon, everyone was having dinner together like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

"Speaking of Candlekeep, that place is really...greedy!" The mage in the team took two sips of wine and complained angrily, "You have to pay an entrance fee to enter, and I spent two thousand gold coins to buy an ancient book of elves , only enough to stay there for ten days. Although you are free to read the books, they do not allow you to copy them. If you want to get a copy, you can only pay the monks in Candlekeep to copy it for you—you guess the price.”

Linde replied thoughtfully: "It's definitely not cheap."

"A copy of an ordinary book costs 100 gold coins, and a copy of a spell-related copy costs 10,000 gold coins! I suspect that the statue of Oghma, the god of knowledge, is knocked open, and there is a goddess of business, Wojin hidden inside! It's really dead money!"

Linde nodded and said: "Yes, knowledge is priceless, how can it be measured by money? The real wisdom is never books, but people's minds. As a public library, books should be opened, not used as capital Make a deal."

The mage couldn't help but nodded greatly.

Stan laughed and said, "Lin, you don't understand business. Everything in society is based on money. To maintain the operation of Candlekeep, there must be income. Charity fundraising alone cannot support a spellcasting organization."

"It's just that the production relationship is not developed enough." Linde disagrees, "Winterhold has no capital operation, and the people of Winterhold don't need to store a copper coin in their pockets. The power of magic is really useless in the right way."

"If Fei Lun also cancels the currency, what do you think the Goddess of Commerce will do?" Stan raised his eyebrows excitedly, "She will definitely look for you desperately."

"What's the big deal?" Linde waved his hands indifferently.

Their conversation made the surrounding people confused and a little terrified. The adventurers couldn't help burying their heads and speeding up the cooking. They just wanted to end the meal early and say goodbye to these two madmen.

Linde asked the mage for more details about Candlekeep, and learned from him that the person in charge of Candlekeep is the guardian of the volume, and the current guardian is named Urlant, an arrogant human Mage, very annoying.

"Anyone who wants to enter the central castle must have dinner with him and endure the constant interrogation of this man." When the mage said these words, he gave Linde a meaningful look, meaning that you The guy was grilling too, just as nasty.

Linde was dumbfounded. He pondered for a while, and asked the Book of Mora to copy a tome of foreign spells and present it to adventurers.

"Accept it, the knowledge here may be obscure and peculiar, but it is good for you."

"A spell book? Isn't it a little too expensive?" The other party said so, but the movement of grabbing the book was not slow at all. Spellcasters are all thirsty for knowledge, and their obsession with books is like a hungry ghost looking at delicious food , The drunkard regards fine wine.

Saying goodbye to the pedestrians, Linde looked at the sky and said, "It's not far from Candlekeep, let's rest there."

Stan and Doric had no objections, and Linde covered Mia with a thick hooded robe to block the sun. Urge the horsepower and rush to Candlekeep.

The guards guarding the gate were wearing excellent chain mail, and the warriors dressed as monks around them were wearing half armor and holding magic sticks. They all looked well-trained.

Linde came to the door and did not go in first, but said to the guards: "I heard that Candlekeep is the largest library in Faerun. The prophet Alando left many prophecies here, and many of them have been verified. Such a long history , is the famous treasure land in the mainland worthy of its name?"

The guard puffed out his chest, showing a shrewd smile, and said, "Don't doubt, seeker, you won't find a better library than this one."

"Really? I don't think so." Linde chuckled, held up the Book of Mora, and said loudly, "I think that all the books in the entire Candlekeep combined are not as precious as this book in my hand, even The content is also a drop in the ocean. The content of this book far exceeds the sum of all the books in Candlekeep."

The guards and monks frowned and stared at Linde in surprise, suspecting that this person was here to find fault.

"Don't believe me? Well, you can take the book and read it. As long as you can finish reading this book, I will donate it to Candlekeep for free. Anyone can come to challenge and try."

Inside Candlekeep, the temple of Oghma, the God of Knowledge, suddenly rang a bell. The priests in the temple all received the same oracle: go to the gate of Candlekeep and accept the challenge from the man in white.