The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

"For the sake of magic!" Elminster began, his voice resonant. "Leave me here. Old Elminster has something to do with it. I don't think you have enough manpower. One more person can use fossils as a substitute." Mud, turning mud into stone isn't a good caster of builder's magic? I promise to work fast, and I will tell you, old Elminster is also a good hand at civil engineering. If you ever come to my castle You know, it is absolutely luxurious, unique ingenuity, and every brick and tile is built by me."

Since Elminster has no organizational relationship with the Library Tower, and he doesn't seem to be willing to sign a contract, he is not allowed to stay on the top of the mountain, nor is he allowed to approach the Silver Tree.

It's just that the so-called name of a person, the shadow of a tree, as the most prestigious and one of the top spellcasters in the Tianyu Crystal Wall Department of the Kingdom, Elminster Alma, this legendary old mage, There was no immediate expulsion from the crowd.

Not everyone was lucky enough to see Elminster, and although he wandered around a lot, his sudden appearance was as surprising as an elephant in a zoo coming home.

Everyone wanted to take a photo with the elephant, but they didn't dare to drive him away rashly. This is the situation at the moment.

With one hand on her hip, Doric expressed her helplessness to the pestering old man. She sighed, looked away, and turned to the surrounding crowd, trying to find Stan.

The first batch of residents from Candlekeep were all professional spell learners. They were immersed in the tortuous parchment scrolls and climbed the rugged book mountain road. , indifferent to the vitality and changes of nature and the outside world, and only chasing those brilliant names in the history of magic.

For example, Mordencan from Gray Eagle Tianyu, and Elminster from Kingdom Tianyu.

It's like a geoscientist who sees Newton and Einstein as paragons of glory and wisdom, and in the blink of an eye, Einstein lifts the coffin lid and comes running to you. He is a living, talking old man with a funny tone.

So there is one person present, basically all fans of the old mage, and they all hope to have a chat with him. The madness of scientists chasing stars is no less than that of ordinary people. Spellcasters are occasionally irrational.

Livia inhaled lightly, and whispered to Tao Na, talking about the legendary adventure of Elminster. He picked up his staff and beat the dragon to the ground.

The three of Simon, who came late, came over to inquire, and when they learned that the unicorn had spit out Elminster, Simon immediately looked like he had seen a ghost.

Seeing his great-great-grandfather, whom he had never met, appeared in front of him, the unworthy son felt complicated. It was hard to put it into words. He only hoped that Elminster would ignore his own existence.

Zim was also at a loss. The most incomprehensible thing for this wild warlock was probably the unicorn. Why did it gnaw Simon's hair and still spit out a living person?

It stands to reason that the unicorn was summoned by the surge of wild magic. This should be the most chaotic and disorderly force, but the summoned thing is wrapped in a conspiracy.

The animal knew what it wanted, yes, Zim thought. The unicorn is sent by someone, just like the murloc leader who committed suicide, the purpose is to send someone to Delinriel.

He shared this idea with Livia, and the girl said meaningfully: "The book spirit told me that all the gods want to invest their influence in Delinriel, that's probably why."

Zim sucked his teeth secretly, and he had a heavy guess in his heart.

If the target of suspicion is placed on the high gods: there is probably a person in the world who can control wild magic, and that is the only arcane, Your Majesty the Goddess of Magic. As we all know, Elminster was chosen by the former Goddess of Magic, Mystra. The truth has probably come to light.

Zim was a little angry, feeling that he was being used, but he could only hold back, the streets of the slums had taught him a truth long ago, little people are meant to be trampled on, to be treated as cannon fodder and toys. Even if people are not equal, how can ordinary people defy God's will?

Elminster chatted with the people around him, breaking out into hearty laughter from time to time.

No matter where this old mage goes, he can become the focus of the crowd. His strong legendary color makes people can't help admiring him.

"Stan, you're finally here." Doric saw the blond bard, and raised his hand to greet him, "There's an old man here who calls himself Elminster and says he's here to find De Lin, you and him chat?"

Stan didn't come alone, he was standing side by side with a tall and handsome elf man, if the incarnation of Stan is already a first-class handsome man, but beside this elf, it's like a roadside stall. The low-quality plastic figures are gone.

The crowd looked back, and all the voices disappeared, regardless of men and women, they were just stunned.

Stan shook his hair and said, "Why, are you fascinated by my handsomeness?"

The elf man next to him smiled, his lowered eyes looked like he was smelling a rose, and several women in the crowd began to breathe through their mouths, like fish bubbling bubbles, and they felt like they were going to pass out .

Livia's face was flushed, and Tao Na held her hand and screamed, "Who is that man? Is it the husband of the fire-haired lady?"

Sune the Fire-haired Lady is the goddess of love and beauty, and if her incarnation was not usually a human female form, everyone would suspect that they were seeing the goddess.

The men present were completely unable to say without conscience that this elf was just a general evaluation. The elves have always been graceful and delicate, but he is the elf among the elves, his eyes are as gentle as the reflections of the eternal stars in the moon lake, his figure is tall and straight, and his whole body seems to have a layer of diamond-like sparkle.

The charm of this man is beyond measure.

Doric bit his lip unconsciously, stepped forward to show a little girl's smile to the elf man, and then pulled Stan's sleeve excitedly, "When did this gentleman come to Delinriel? Why don't you Let me introduce, by the way, I am Doric."

She swallowed nervously.

The elf man smiled softly and performed a complex and ancient etiquette. His voice did not disappoint, like a harp, "I am Iluvita, and I am at your service."

"Ah, I'm going to faint." Livia not far away supported her companion's shoulder.

Doric even had a happy smirk on his face.

Everyone gathered around to look at the handsome new elf guy. Elminster's limelight was completely robbed, and he was left out in the cold for a moment. He muttered pitifully on the spot: This world that looks at faces is really hopeless.

Stan said casually: "Iluvita is a bard, but I have to admit, he's a bit better than me. Well, if I knew he was coming, I wouldn't be a bard."

Iluvita laughed dumbfounded.

Stan's next words made Doric elated, "Okay, little girl, Iluvita will be taken care of by you, and let him know the people who know here."

"Alright! Mr. Iluvita, please follow me."

Stan strode through the crowd, walked up to Elminster, reached out and grabbed the palm of the old mage, shook it lightly, and laughed, "I talked to Lin about you. He said you were Netheren The Destroyer of Er's last floating city is really unlucky. I don't want you to set foot on Delinriel. I also said that you are like a broom star, but you are very law-abiding in my world, which is good, so he Just let me receive you."

"Have we met before?"

Stan smiled casually: "Yeah, except I didn't look like this back then. You have a hideout on an alien planet, right? There's a portal in that shelter that leads to Yellowstone National Park in 1894. You still I often come to my world to buy German beer, and I am the cashier at the counter."

Elminster's eyes widened, his tiger's body trembled, and there was a panic of being seen through his underwear, and the calm expression on his face disappeared.

"Where is Your Excellency sacred?"