The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"I feel like they're going to catch up!" Bordon paddled vigorously with the oars.

"Your feeling is right. Livia's brother is no different from a mad dog." Zim complained.

"If you want to blame, blame her for running away from home without saying a word, and we became friends without saying a word." Simon cried sadly.

"Don't say it so harshly, it's called freedom!" Tao Na laughed, halflings are always the pistachio.

On the surface of the sea in winter, the water is blue and the waves are gray. Yesterday, the boat went down the cold current to Orenburg, and met the warm current going north. After resting on the island for a few hours, they turned to the west and continued to follow the ocean current, gradually moving away from the land and going deep into the Sea of ​​Swords.

It was an adventure of escape, so relentless it felt almost insane. But none of them felt that there was anything inappropriate, and the destination was the legendary Delinriel, so it was enough to bet their lives.

As long as they successfully ascended to the Sky City, from the Sword Coast to the Sea of ​​Falling Stars, every tavern in Faerun will tell their stories. Later historians will write in the chronicles that in December of the year 15XX in the Valley Calendar, a group of adventurers arrived in Delinriel. Just one line of words is longer than an ordinary life.

The pastor shouted in the sea wind that was chasing after him: "Stop! You villains who kidnapped Miss Maike, you are going deep into the dangerous zone!" "Miss Maike, don't worry, we will rescue you soon! Please Keep calm!"

"Why don't we stop for a while?" Simon retreated, shrinking his neck and said, "I saw your brother's face the other day, as if he wanted to crush us with his teeth."

"Since this is the case, I can't stop. And I won't go back again."

Livia's face was as hard as ice, and her companion was speechless inwardly. Zim thought to himself, is this chick's heart made of iron?

"Mr. Simon, how long will it take for your wind-making technique to be ready?" Livia's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Uh, I'll try my best." Simon Alma scratched his head, and seeing his evasive expression, he knew that there was probably nothing to do, this warlock was really lame. Brewing Wind is a mere level 2 spell, and the difficulty of learning it is very low among spells of the same level. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the west of Faerun, maybe just pulling a traveler on the road can make a decent move. Central spell.

Tao Na put her hand into the sea, and after a while pulled up a wolf fish, she said with a sharp smile: "Oh, it bit my finger! I'm afraid it used my finger as a sausage. Who of you wants to drink hot water? Fish soup?"

"The boat is so bumpy, it can't make a fire. It's better to eat fish fillets."

Zim and Bordon took turns, and the hands that took over the oars trembled slightly.

"Ocean, set off the waves. Take us to our destination." Zim was sweating profusely after a while.

"Don't say that, you will be heard by the goddess Amberley." Bordon quickly stopped.

"Is it just waiting for us to be caught up? My arm is about to break."

"Look behind you," Tao Na yelled.

They looked back and saw that the chasing soldiers were only on a broken raft, but driven by a burst of magical waves, they were as fast as flying gulls in the vast sea, zooming in quickly from a small black spot, and it took less than two minutes to see The opponent's face is gone.

On one side is a human-powered paddling boat that primitive people would cry when they saw it, and on the other side is a gliding raft whose magic power relies entirely on waves. There is no suspense at all in this sea speed and passion.

"It's not fair! There are more than one priest on the opposite ship, and we only have two useless warlocks." Tao Na muttered.

Simon and Zim looked at each other awkwardly.

Livia stood at the bow, her expression changing.

"what's on your mind?"

"How to beg for mercy later. I have to find a way to keep my brother from sending you to court."

"But this escape is your plan." Simon said cautiously.

"Goddess of Magic, Simon, you are the great-great-grandson of Elminster, why are you so spineless? Do you have to turn the tin can to the execution ground before you can recite the spell correctly?" Zim was so tired that A half-melted ice cream dog still doesn't forget to yell at his teammates to boost their morale.

"Oh, it's not good, that's not good." The idiot Simon was also panicked. He held his head and reviewed the Warlock magic inherited by blood for a while, then took out a pea needed for casting the spell from the material bag at his waist, and took it Make a formula in your hand and chant a mantra.

This spell can create a strong linear wind 60 feet long and 10 feet wide. Simon lay on the stern of the boat, stretched his finger to the water behind him, "[Wind Wind]!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind blew out from the direction of his finger, turned a corner, got under the boat, and blew the boat out of the water, forming an air cushion, and whizzed forward.

"Great! We're taking off!" the crew cheered, and Zim threw down his oars and leaned against Bordon to breathe.

Livia stared at the "Guide", a golden illusory elf flew out from the page, with her little finger pointing forward, there was a small black dot there, which seemed to be some building on the sea.

Simon suppressed his face, he needed to keep casting spells focused, so he just stared straight ahead, the sky in the distance changed color, dark clouds came with violent storms, the area where the cold and warm currents meet, the atmospheric convection is strong, in this world is Amber It's time to use my divine power to create a big storm that destroys ships and kills people.

"Guys, it's not good!" Simon interrupted his concentration and reminded the crew to pay attention to the sky.

"The storm is coming! Zim, do you have words in your mouth?"

"Look at their raft about to be overturned by the waves! Oh, what spell did they use?"

The priest in the chasing soldiers sent a message with a message: "The caster on the opposite side, quickly use the mage's shield!"

Zim frowned, "I will do this. Simon, I will relay with you."

The companions turned pale with shock when they heard this, "Don't!"

The warlocks of Kingdom Tianyu are natural spellcasters. There are basically two sources of their magic power. One is magical creatures such as giant dragons in their ancestors, and the other is infected by the wild magic of chaos, and has since become the spokesperson of chaos. .

Wild magic has a characteristic, that is, every time a spell is cast, there is a certain probability of triggering a wave of wild magic. This is a collection of the most incredible miracles and accidents in the multiverse. Laughing spellcasting accident.

The first time Zim casts his spell ability, he accidentally conjures a ball of lightning that burns the rogue boss he's trying to kill. Along the way, his companions were amazed at this man's luck. Whenever he wanted to cast a spell, they would kneel down and beg him to accept his supernatural powers.

Zim deployed the mage shield confidently, and the frenzy in the depths of the magic net suddenly hit. The next moment, a white and majestic unicorn was suddenly summoned to the boat.

"Zim! Look what you've done?!"

"Miss Smile, I'm still alive! Woohoo..."

"Don't cry, prepare for the shock!"

The violent wind and rainstorm hit, the spherical shield was bumped in the waves, and the boat was like a ping pong ball in the hands of a god.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"..."

The unicorn snorted.

Livia and the others were thrown high and low, tortured dizzily, the storm shattered the shield, the boat was torn apart, and everyone fell into the sea.

"Gululu..."

Andre jumped into the sea with all his strength, and he was accompanied by the paladins of the Church of the God of Justice, who tried their best to rescue every person who fell into the water.

Zim was thrown onto the raft in the shield, choking and coughing, "Livia! Save her!"

Andre glared at him bitterly, and jumped into the water again, with a strong body like a white shark.

Everyone was there on the raft, the wet unicorn hunched over the paladin, gracious to the mainstay of the good side.

"Oh, Livi, she'll be fine." Tao Na bit her lip, "Which bird dies on the way back to the nest?"

Livia felt that her limbs were sinking. She had no fear of death in her heart, but regretted not being able to go to Sky City Delinriel. He raised his head and stared at the farther and farther water surface, his vision gradually blurred.

At the moment of crisis, the "Guide" stretched out oil-green tentacles and wrapped them around Livia's waist, and then a huge multi-eyed octopus emerged from the pages of the guide, carrying the magician Livia to the surface of the sea.

"There she is!" Tao Na on the raft had sharp eyes and saw the girl sitting on top of the big octopus hundreds of feet away.

Livia vomited the seawater in her stomach, and her body almost collapsed, but she looked uplifted and showed no timidity.

The big octopus let out a dull and lazy laugh: "Hermaeus Mora, it's an honor to serve you, mortal. As the spokesperson of the Lord, you can't die so worthless."

"You are the book spirit in the "Guide"? I thought this was a test, and I needed to rely on my own efforts to go to Delinriel."

"Test?" Mo La laughed loudly, "No, the Lord usually doesn't test others, but you have to be careful not to anger him, because the Lord has a small mind... Ah, this is a topic that cannot be touched. Ordinary people, The lord told you to go to Delinriel to meet him, then you will surely arrive, and his words are destiny."

Livia pursed her lips and smiled, "The lord you are talking about is the king of the tower, or Mr. De Lin?"

"It's up to you to find out for yourself."

"Okay then, please send me to fulfill the arrangement of fate."

"Hehehe—we've arrived."

"Delinriel? Where? Surrounded by sea water."

The big octopus stretched out a tentacle pointing to the southwest, and a black spot less than half a mile away was a lighthouse.

"Look there, see the lighthouse? That's the door to heaven."

The storm in Umberley was still roaring, taking everyone drifting in the direction of the lighthouse.