The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Stan ignored Elminster, who looked serious and looked like he was facing a big enemy. He turned his head and waved to Livia and the others, "Come here, children, I will take you to visit the Silver Tree."

Livia passed by Elminster, raised her skirt and knelt to him, and made a lady's salute. The old mage took off his hat in return.

Tauna passed Elminster, grinning broadly. The old mage responded with a warm smile.

Bordon bowed to Elminster, and the old mage bowed back.

Zim stood on tiptoes with his chest upright, walking sideways like a crab. He held his head high and nodded slightly to Elminster. Those who didn't know thought he was the Duke of which country, facing the legendary spell caster With style.

The old mage narrowed his eyes and coughed: "Simon Olma, come here."

A certain great-great-grandson who was huddled behind Zim poked his head out weakly, and smiled awkwardly, "Ah, good day. So what, great-great-grandfather, how are you?"

Elminster blew his beard and stared, "Why are you avoiding me?"

The unlucky boy Simon wanted to say a few nonsense words, but in the end he scratched the back of his head and lowered his head, revealing the scalp that had been bitten by the unicorn.

"I...I know I'm not a qualified Alma. I'm sorry."

"You think I'm going to disappoint you? What do you do for a living?"

Simon was embarrassed like a wet dog, "By cooperating with thieves, stealing and robbing..."

Elminster patted him on the shoulder affectionately, smiled and said, "Not bad."

"ah?"

"Don't you know that I have also been a thief and a robber?" The old mage smiled, "Simon, arcane blood flows in your body. You are born to control magic, so don't doubt yourself."

Elminster walked side by side with Simon, following behind Stan and the others calmly.

Stan led people towards the Silver Tree. The space structure on the top of the mountain is very special. The closer to the area of ​​the Silver Tree, the more it is stretched. From a distance, it is just a small tree as tall as a person. Fifty feet tall, the trunk needs four people to hug.

The tree and the walls of the Duke's castle were higher, said Bordon.

The appearance of the silver tree is old, like oxidized and blackened old silver, the bark is as rough as cracked glass, and the trunk is tall and straight, like a tower. Looking up at the crown of the tree, there are hundreds of pure white candles, scattered sparsely on the branches pointing to the sky.

Across a small ring-shaped lake, everyone could see from a distance on the island in the center of the lake under the shade of trees, an old giant dragon with two feet entrenched. The dragon's body is coiled like a snake, covering the silver tree in its arms. At this time, the huge amber dragon's eyes are facing the pilgrims who have visited the sacred tree.

Stan yells from across the lake, "Make a way for us!"

The dragon raised its neck, revealing the door of the tree trunk covered by its head.

The huge and majestic dragon head hangs down by the lake, uttering solemn dragon language from its mouth.

"Fo Krah Diin! [Frozen Breath]"

An extremely cold blue air flow blows out, forming a fan-shaped ice channel on the mirror-like calm lake.

Elminster squinted his eyes. He could see that there was a portal leading to the Elemental Plane of Water under the lake. These living waters were clear and full of vitality, which were hard to find in the natural world of the Prime Material Plane. That huge dragon is very strange, it is not a five-color dragon or a metal dragon, and the spells used are unprecedented.

Delinriel was shrouded in the light of the candle, and the eyes of the gods could not penetrate this veil. Therefore, a spokesperson is needed to come as a medium.

The old mage nodded thoughtfully, as if responding to an inaudible voice, and then turned his eyes to the water, the reflection of the silver tree, his eyes became more serious.

Stan walked onto the ice path and said comfortably, "Well, it feels a bit winter."

The majesty of the giant dragon is very scary, making people feel like falling into an ice cave. Not only does it feel a little bit like winter, but it also makes people feel cold.

Livia doesn't say a word, just listens to Stan.

"Later, you can light a candle for the Silver Tree with your own hands. The Silver Tree will give you a five-ring memory stone, which is considered a newcomer's benefit. If you want more memory stones in the future, you have to apply in advance. Changed."

"What is a memory stone?" Although Tao Na was afraid of the dragon, she still expressed her curiosity. Everyone thanked her enthusiastic substitute.

"Memory stones are spell slots. Where the root system of the silver tree spreads, memory stones can be used to replace spell slots. At present, on the main material plane, only Delinriel has covered the root network, but other planes and even other universes already have Part of the root system. When the multiverse network is built, you can also go to other worlds for adventure."

Elminster's ears pricked up, listening to every word. Kerstein did not continue to explain.

At the critical moment, Tao Na said, "Why can memory stones be used instead of spell slots where the roots of the silver tree spread?"

"Because the root system of the silver tree is the magic net."

"What?!" The old mage screamed louder than anyone else.

Stan glances over at him. "Midnight sent you, didn't she? Didn't she tell you the truth?"

Elminster looked serious, and the situation repeatedly exceeded his expectations.

The old mage closed his eyes and meditated. In a short moment, he saw the smooth and bright silver root system, like nerves and blood vessels wrapped under the skin of the surface world. The magic net and the root system go hand in hand, but in Delinriel, the magic net is darker than other places. Although it is not as extreme as the dead magic area, it has greatly weakened the magic effect.

The same is to absorb the original magic energy. The silver root system and the magic net are equivalent to two wells, which are connected to the same groundwater layer. One well has a powerful pump and sufficient water output, while the other well shrinks accordingly.

No wonder the Goddess of Magic had assigned him to investigate with such urgency.

The other magic apprentices didn't know the seriousness of the matter, they just came under the silver tree, followed the instructions, took the candlelight from between their eyebrows, and pressed it on the tree trunk.

The candle flame rose along the veins of the tree trunk, and the ground vibrated, stretching out tiny bright silver roots, like white arms holding a dark ring-shaped spar. This is the memory stone.

Simon's candles are stored on the contract paper, and he cannot offer them voluntarily, so he, like his great-great-grandfather, can only covet the gifts received by others.

The function of the contract paper is similar to that of the "Guidebook". It is connected to the mastermind in the library tower, so it can not only absorb the light of the contractor's skull, but also serve as a commodity exchange catalog, showing the prices of various magic books.

The memory stone also has a price tag on the paper. A ring of memory stone requires 20 candles, and non-members of the tower can redeem up to three pieces, and memory stones with more than three rings are not provided.

The price of the five-ring memory stone is three hundred and ninety-nine candles, and Simon's eyeballs are about to protrude.

Black shop!

Seeing that other companions have obtained a valuable memory stone, Simon felt envious and jealous.

He quickly asked Stan: "I want to join the tower, do I need to pass any tests?"

"Just let your little friend take you to sleep. I don't know the specifics." Stan shrugged. He didn't join the library.

"Mr. Stein, where does the door on the tree trunk lead to?" Tao Na asked the question that she had held back for a long time.

Everyone looked at the narrow rectangular door on the tree trunk, like a gemstone mirror inlaid on a silver base, clearly reflecting the scenery, as if the tree trunk had been hollowed out.

A dragon guards the door.

Stan put his hands on his hips and said with emotion: "That's the stone stage, where Linde cast the ring."