The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

There are still two hours before the rise of the floating city.

The morning light is twilight, and under a line of land in the sky, the sun is still shy and unwilling to show up. It only dyes the half of the night with hoarfrost, the stars fade, and the waning moon disappears.

A big ship sailing from the east sea circled the island, and finally docked at the southern harbor, and the flag of Candlekeep fluttered.

And the five broken wooden rafts from the northern archipelago followed closely and landed on the beach of the harbor. The kobolds covered in tattered copper and iron beat the earthen pots and sang songs praising the dragon.

Scholars and priests from Candlekeep in search of knowledge, and kobolds from the northern islands on the trail of dragons, met on the beach.

At that time, the first reader "Book Dragon" disembarked hand in hand with Bishop Uren of Oghma. They were very polite when they talked, and they were vigilant against each other. After the arrival of the sorcerer, the peaceful days of Candlekeep became restless.

Many people dreamed day and night, looking forward to getting the "Infinite Wisdom Codex" and the infinite knowledge promised by the white-robed man. Bears who have tasted honey can tolerate bee stings, and butterflies who have smelled the fragrance of flowers refuse to stay on weeds.

If a seeker has seen that book, from that day on, it is like being tempted by the devil. He does not think about food and tea, and flips through the spell notes at hand, only to find it tasteless. A sinister and esoteric tome.

Recalling the words, sentences and graphics in that book, the feeling of being excited and articulate will last forever. Of course, there is also the unbroken endless pain, like a scar, itching every day, such complicated emotions, like a pebble in the sole of a shoe.

After the white-robed man turned into a dragon and flew away, he seemed to take the souls of the scholars to the sea, leaving their empty bodies floating on the land. In Candlekeep these days, there are already many poor people who are in a trance and have a lax mind, like walking corpses. An invisible ghost hovers over the Sword Coast, calling the pedants to the Sea of ​​Swords.

The guardian of the volume, Urlant, used the prophecy spell to observe the West Navy Islands. He clearly witnessed the earth-shaking miracles on the isolated island. As a spellcaster, he certainly knows how deep the magic that changes the natural environment on such a large scale requires. Bottom force.

He immediately called the readers together to discuss how to obtain the complete copy of the "Infinite Wisdom Code" from the white-robed man who was suspected of being a dragon.

As proud Candlekeep scholars, they believed that they shouldered the honor of history and the banner of the prophet Alando, and they were not willing to easily switch to the court.

Therefore, Urland's suggestion is to find a way to reach an agreement with the other party. Candlekeep can contribute money and efforts, as long as it is exchanged for the collection in the other party's hands. They discussed it, and they paid 500,000 to 9 million gold coins for copying a legendary spell, which is a reasonable price range.

Considering that the white-robed man vowed to build a floating city, he would definitely need a lot of spellcasters and craftsmen, so Candlekeep could act as a developer and contract (at least part of) the business.

The monks at Candlekeep fell into joyful and happy busyness when they thought that their own conditions could really fulfill their wishes. They stayed up all night, stepping on the transparent force field platform created by [Tan Sen's UFO technique], looking for records about the floating city in the vast Candlekeep collection.

Since you want to bid for a project, you have to show sincerity and professional ability.

After a day and night of intensive arrangements, the lazy Candlekeep monks integrated the ancient scrolls and mage notes left over from the Netheril period with unprecedented efficiency, and preliminarily sorted out a set of template blueprints for the floating city, including the first in the legend. Part of the real construction plan of the floating city "Iolum Flying City".

What is a rich historical background? That's it.

The people of Candlekeep vowed to set off by boat to Linde's deserted island, preparing to meet this great spellcaster who was suspected of being a dragon.

Priest Oghma also has his own calculations. Their goal is the "Infinite Wisdom Code", and they have prepared their own sincerity for this. As a righteous god force all over the mainland, their background cannot be underestimated.

The two harmonious forces in Candlekeep showed some unpleasant estrangement due to the conflict of interests. Of course, this will not affect the deep friendship and connection between the two parties.

Compared with the careful thinking of civilized people, the kobold tribe from the northern part of the West Navy Islands is much simpler.

They just came to find the dragon to hug their thighs. As kobolds, they have an obsessive worship of the evil dragons. When other races feel the dragon weather tremble, only they are so happy that they almost faint. With the arrival of the giant dragon master, the blue sky of the kobolds will be there. From now on, you can be the dog's leg of the dragon master. How many people want to kneel without this method!

The encounter between the kobolds and the Candlekeep delegation was like a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Bishop Ulun, what's your suggestion?" Shulong asked softly. The Candlekeep delegation included not only spell casters, but also many elite warriors. Their strength on paper was enough to fight a small war, but dealing with kobolds was nothing more than a fuss.

"We have set foot on the dragon's territory." The old pastor Ulun was mature and solemn, "As a guest, how can we drive away another guest?"

"Then leave them alone."

The group of kobolds panicked for a while, and found that the group of human guys did not make any threats, so they managed to calm down.

The two teams guarded against each other, passed through the forest, crossed the stream, and climbed towards the northern mountain top.

"Who would have imagined that three days ago, this was just a deserted island where not a single blade of grass grew." Shulong sighed softly. He is a great sage of dragon descent with the blood of a green dragon. He has green dragon scales on his face, but his eyes are clear, without The evil spirit of the five-color dragon.

"Did you feel it?" Ulun looked serious, looking at the cloud-shrouded mountain top, there was a faint light, a kind of thrilling beauty, and the surrounding magical energy was extremely abundant, and even formed some tunnels in the depths of the forest. The natural portal of the Goblin Wilderness, many kind spirits haunt the woods quietly.

"Abnormal magic-rich area." Shulong nodded, "It may be caused by a magic device similar to Mythra's core."

"Ah, that's not good." Bishop Uren muttered, because the sincerity they prepared included clues to Mythra's core, and it turned out that people couldn't use your information, so it was a bit embarrassing.

As they got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, some strange magical phenomena appeared.

For example, no matter how long everyone walked, the distance to the top of the mountain still seemed out of reach.

"The space has been stretched." Some of the Candlekeep scholars made a keen judgment. "The distance from the mountainside to the top of the mountain is much farther than it seems. But as long as you keep going, the road will not stop."

Hearing this, everyone became even more motivated, and the kobolds not far away were beating gongs and drums, and they were also in full swing.

Suddenly, a strong magical impact erupted from the top of the isolated island. Between the shaking of the earth and the shaking of the mountains, the island slowly flew up, breaking away from the shackles of gravity, and marching towards the sky.

The Kobold, who was still excited just now, immediately lost his morale, lying on the ground, raising his hands above his head, begging for mercy.

The scholars looked at each other, their faces flushed. Some of them lost the tranquility of the monks, and spit directly: "The floating city! The floating city is really about to appear!"

The island left the sea, and the surrounding hundreds of millions of hectares of sea water gathered towards the vacancy. Looking down from the sky, the sea surface seemed to have a big hole, and anything that fell into it would not end well.

This includes the ships of Candlekeep.

The scholars left behind on the ship rescued themselves in panic, and chose to abandon the ship after all. As for the coins and goods in the cabin, they could only be left in the sea. A loss of more than two million gold coins at one time was enough to make many high-ranking mages feel so heartbroken that they couldn’t breathe. In big cities like Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City, the annual tax is only about half of the value of these goods.

Such shocking news, however, could not offset the spiritual shock that everyone felt when they witnessed the island lift off.

If there is any collective belief among spellcasters in Faerun, the floating city is probably the brightest pearl among them. Just like Dalaran in the hearts of Warcraft players, this is a kind of historical pride.

"Oh, who the hell is that man?" the Candlekeep scholar moaned.

Old Uren shook his head dumbfoundingly, "It seems that we have underestimated this strange spellcaster. Maybe it is a great dragon? Otherwise, why would such a huge wealth be accumulated and used to throw an island into the sky?"

"No matter what, let's make a pilgrimage." Shulong praised in a low voice, "We are the first batch of guests to set foot on the floating city."

As soon as these words came out, the scholars of Candlekeep straightened their backs, proudly, and at the same time glanced at the group of shivering kobolds with disdain.

What level deserves to be compared with us?