The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Shadow Heart returns to the team.

She brought news from the corpse.

Everyone gathered to listen to her explanation.

"The Supreme God is said to be an extremely powerful goddess. She has three elects. The True Soul One is also her chosen spokesperson. There is also a Mind Flayer tadpole in that person's head, and I brought it."

Shadow Heart took out a water cup, and the mind flayer tadpole was squirming in the cup, looking half dead.

The moment they saw the tadpole, a voice sounded in everyone's mind. It could be male or female, gentle or firm, reverberating from the depths of their hearts, as if it were the words of the person they longed for most.

——Use it, stimulate your potential, embrace this power, and you will become stronger.

"who?"

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard a very familiar voice, and it wasn't any of you."

"Who is speaking?"

"Damn, someone's talking in my head."

The five teammates were all shocked, and then each showed a thoughtful expression. The voice that sounded in their minds was so kind, almost like a forgotten childhood friend, or...a lover?

It's not a good feeling to have your mind invaded. Someone seems to be watching them. Everyone in the adventure team was a little creepy at this time.

The voice quietly fell silent and stopped speaking. If this was a collective auditory hallucination, it would be a bit too mysterious.

Lind looked around at everyone's expressions, Gale's deep thoughts, Asdalen's anxiety, Will's vigilance, Raizel's suspicion, Ying Xin's suspicion, all kinds of emotions were just passing by.

He spoke to comfort him: "Don't be suspicious, it's important to clean up the camp.

"Leizel, help me move all the corpses in the cave, I will use them later.

"Asdalen, search and see if there is anything valuable.

"Gail, I've troubled you with the work of lighting the fire and cooking.

"Will, please put up the tent."

Everyone suppressed their emotions and agreed one after another.

Shadow Heart asked: "Then what should I do?"

Linde looked at this beautiful and peaceful half-tall elf, who was like a quiet night orchid, and then said meaningfully: "Don't let others arrange your life. You can do whatever you want. You are a free person, Shadow Heart."

Ying Xin snorted in embarrassment and moved away from Linde.

There was a busy scene in the camp. Everyone was working together, and some people were humming songs from the Chongsa River area. First Will, and then Asdalen joined in the singing. Gale used magic to light the fire while adding the beat. The Yankee girl didn't understand. A local folk song, but I couldn’t help but pause for a moment.

"Intertwine your heart with mine, let your sleeping soul soar, lead me through the night, down the river, down the river..."

Lind threw a sausage in front of the owlbear cub, and then used animal blood to paint the transformation circle of the School of the Undead on the smooth rock.

He wanted to make the owlbear corpse into an undead creature, just like playing Pokémon.

There will definitely be a tough battle in the goblin camp. Without reliable tanks to attract firepower, it is easy to be surrounded and killed.

Barely enough negative energy could be extracted from the corpses collected by Raizel. Lind presided over the transformation ceremony and summoned Mia, the undead druid under the silver tree, and asked her to appease the owlbear's remnant soul and extradite it into The world of the dead, when this huge body will be revived.

Gale couldn't help but be attracted by this sight. He especially noticed that a holy symbol frequently appeared in the magic circle drawn by Linde - a vertical circle, which was a mystical symbol that symbolized the Great Rune of the Silver Law.

"I think I've seen that symbol there. Sorry, can you remind me?"

"This is the Holy Emblem of the Silver Law. There are many believers of the Silver Law in Waterdeep City, and they can be found in all walks of life. You must have seen them in some roadside tavern." Linde did not look up and focused on the work at hand.

When he started to recite the incantation, the magic circle took effect. The bones and carrion piled up in the hill seemed to have been washed away by time and turned into a puddle of dust in just a few seconds. The negative energy squeezed out formed a thin black mist, as if from the fallen. The breath of the dead in the shadow underworld makes people shudder.

Linde said softly: "Mia, thank you."

"who are you talking to?"

"a friend."

The holy emblem pattern of the Silver Law in the magic circle lit up with gray candles, and the undead druid focused its gaze on it. Mia took a breath, and the black mist of negative energy became as obedient as a tame puppy. Enter the owlbear's wound.

The transformation of the undead still needs some fermentation time, almost fifteen hours.

"That's it for the time being." Linde said with regret, "The workmanship is a bit rough."

"To be honest, I don't know much about the Necromancy School, but your craftsmanship is already considered superb."

"Gail, what do you want from me?" Two warm holy lights appeared on Lind's palm, evaporating the solidified animal blood.

The mage's eyes in Waterdeep City twitched. He could not imagine the scene of a paladin summoning undead creatures to fight alongside him.

Still, he had business to talk about, very urgent business.

"You see, we all have a little trouble, a parasite in our brains. But I still have a guest in my body, and it's been following me for a while. Don't worry, it's not contagious, as is usually the case There won't be any problems. Anyway, you don't happen to have any magic items lying around that you don't need, right? This 'guest' in my body needs to feed on the Weave. It's hungry."

Gale pointed to his chest and said awkwardly, "Any magic item will do, I only need one."

"I'm still wondering when you will be willing to show your heart to me." Linde chuckled.

"Have you seen it a long time ago? With all due respect, you may not understand the truth."

"I understand it deeper than you think. In fact, a few years ago, I played a similar role to you, with a magic net on my body. It's just that the magic net on your body was a bomb, a trouble . And the magic net I carry on my body is a huge wealth, and gods, demons, and demons are all coveting it."

Gale felt dizzy after hearing the word "Magic Network" uttered from Lind's mouth. He looked at his companions up and down awkwardly, and stammered: "Why... no, how do you know? I have never With anyone..."

"I said, you and I have had similar experiences. What is inside your body is a relic from Netheril, a magic web created by Karthusden when he was a god, a twisted and chaotic defective product, an unstable product, just like It's like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the surrounding magic net. How did you, a famous magician in the Sword Coast, end up in this situation? Isn't it all thanks to it? "

Gale stumbled back two steps.

"Don't worry, I will help you, but letting it absorb magic items is not a long-term solution. What you need is to completely solve this hidden danger."

"I can't think of any way, even Mystra gave up on me."

Linde smiled and stretched out his hand, "The goddess of magic also has her limitations. The master of the tower can help you. Think about it, Gale, you can have your own exclusive magic network - this is the authority of God."

His tone was more seductive than the devil, but Gale couldn't help but feel his heart beat.