The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Gale decided to confide in this new friend whom he had just met for less than a day. It was not that their relationship was so good that they could be trusted with life and death, but now they were working towards the same goal, so they were considered allies. Linde has a right to know.

Although Lind knew everything, he still didn’t mind hearing Gale’s own words.

The magic hero of Waterdeep City and the former lover of the goddess of magic. Linde had heard of this man when he was living in seclusion as a drugstore owner in the Pearl of the North. His magical talent was comparable to that of a natural spellcaster.

In Gale's own words, "Not only can I control the magic network at a young age, but I can also play it like a musician or poet.

Normal spellcasters try to use gestures and spells to communicate with the magic network through years of hard work. To ordinary people, magic is like an animal that cannot understand human speech. The magic network has its own regulations. , the mage can only rely on indirect methods to tease and tame the magic web.

Natural philosophy attempts to extract laws from the operating patterns of nature, from which the magical laws come.

Scientists understand how flames are produced, including temperature, combustibles and accelerants, but they cannot ignite a flame just by imagining it in their heads, but must use tools such as lighters.

The same is true for mages. They know how the magic network forms lightning, but they must also rely on spells, gestures and even casting materials to make the magic network operate according to their own ideas.

But the mysterious thing about the magic net is that it not only conforms to the rationality of natural philosophy, but also accommodates the sensibility of subjective concepts. Natural spellcasters like warlocks do not need to understand the principles of spells. They only need to believe that they can cast spells. Magicians The net will be as obedient and obedient as a good dog - of course, it can also cause trouble, which is how the wild magic comes.

Gale's spell talent is already comparable to that of a mage, turning the magic network from a cold master into an obedient lighter in his hand, allowing him to ignite the spark of imagination, use magic to his heart's content, and transform the world.

Such an enviable talent was rare even during the Netheril Empire. If Gale could study magic with his heart, his future achievements would be limitless, and he would be able to catch up with the sages such as Iolum and Karsus.

But is there any mage in the world who doesn’t seek death? Gale's character and destiny doomed him to a difficult future.

Gale's talent attracted the attention of Mystra, the Mother of All Laws. The old goddess incarnated and came down to earth to teach her personally, and a tutor came.avi. How could the young man withstand this test? It didn't take long for him to be full of spring thoughts and make a bold courtship. .

Mystra easily carried the young genius to bed.

After that, they enjoyed a happy life together for a while.

As time passed, Gale's mentality changed subtly.

It is normal for a man to feel ashamed when facing a goddess he can never reach. Gale was thinking that as a mortal, I have a short life and few blessings. If I can't do something earth-shattering and great, I'm afraid it won't be long before Mystra will fall in love with her.

More importantly, Gale hopes to get permission from the Goddess of Magic to peer into the deep magic network. Since the end of the Netheril era, the Goddess of Magic has prohibited mortals from using magic of ten levels and above. Now that the goddess of magic is lying on the pillow, which mage can resist this temptation?

Mystra knew his little thoughts clearly, and no matter how much Gale begged, got angry, or expressed his loyalty, she remained unmoved.

In the end, the young genius completely changed his mind. Since he couldn't please the goddess with just his mouth, he had to do something big to attract attention.

He set his sights on the legacy of Netheril.

Karsus successfully replaced the goddess of magic when he used the art of ascending to the gods. Although Karsus only lasted a moment before collapsing, there was no difference between the moment of the god and eternity. Legend has it that Karsus created a magic network. , the nature of this magic network is extremely unstable, like a black hole that is never satisfied.

Gale spent a lot of hard work and finally found the Netherese tome that sealed a wisp of the Darkest Demonic Web.

He originally planned to dedicate this piece of magic web to Mystra to gain favor, but it was parasitized by the Darkest Demonic Network. This destructive ball is now entrenched in Gale's chest.

He got into great trouble, and Mystra immediately abandoned him and closed the magic network to him. The Archmage of Waterdeep was reduced to a lowly apprentice overnight.

"This is my story. This magic ball must regularly draw enough magic network to be stable, otherwise there will be terrible consequences - an explosion. If it happens in Waterdeep City, the Pearl of the North will be directly flattened."

After Linde listened, he was silent for a while.

There was a nervous look in Gale's eyes, and he said with relief: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a solution."

"No, I'm just thinking that your life story is a bit too familiar. It reminds me of the story of 'Dou Zhi Qi, Three Sections'. The genius turned into a loser, and then the goddess broke off the engagement... It's a pity that it's not in your story. Grandpa... No, Elminster is that grandpa, but he is here to take your life, so probably the elder of the Soul Hall... If something goes wrong, I will become your grandpa!"

Gale looked confused, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Dejie laughed weirdly and let out a laugh like the elder of the Three-Headed Soul Palace.

He patted Gale on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Gai, there is an old saying in the Shoulong Empire. Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river. Don't deceive young people into poverty. Although you are no longer a young man, you can't give up on yourself.

"Isn't there just a nuclear bomb in the body? The protagonists in the novel all use it to practice. The Netheril Magic Network File is a bit thin, but it is also a god-level item. As long as you can realize its potential, you can use it yourself in the future. Build a local area network, build a Green Dam firewall, etc., and it won’t be a problem to be a peaceful local emperor.”

Gale frowned as he digested Lind's strange words. He probably understood that Lind meant to let him make the Netheril Magic Network harmless and then transform it into a safe private magic network.

"I've tried all the methods, but I can't control it. Are you sure it's not a fantasy? To be honest, I just want to get rid of this trouble quickly. I'm fed up with the days when I can only cast low-level magic."

People are compromised. In the past, Gale wanted to cast a forbidden spell of ten or more levels, but now he couldn't even cast a second-level spell. He suddenly felt that the original nine-level spell was enough.

Linde smiled and waved for Gale to follow him.

"Where are you taking me? It's getting dark."

"It's in this cave. The way to salvation lies in it."

In a remote corner of the Owlbear Cave, there is a small Altar of Selûne, the Silver Virgin, the Maid of the Moon. Her statue stands in the sunset twilight cast by the cracks in the rock dome, as if covered with orange gauze.

The idle Ying Xin also stopped here. At this time, her right hand flashed with a purple mark. This mark seemed to bring her great torture, making her body tremble and dripping with cold sweat.

"Ah! Hiss - before you speak, I want to make a statement. This is my own private matter and will not affect our journey." Shadow Heart heard Linde's footsteps and said without looking back.

"Of course." Linde did not ask.

Ying Xin turned around and hesitated for a while, "Aren't you curious?"

"Appropriate silence helps cultivate friendship." Lind smiled, and he found a raised stone to sit on the altar. Gale hesitated for a moment and sat on the ground in front of him.

"Do you need me to keep my distance?"

"No, there's nothing we can't talk about. That sneaky Asdalen over there, you can come out too. Well, there's Will and Raizel too."

The companions who had been eavesdropping in the dark appeared in embarrassment.

"It's all because of the sword on your back..." Asdalen accused in a low voice.

The Yankee girl curled her lips and said, "chk! (Tsk!)"

"We didn't mean to eavesdrop." Will rubbed his hands with embarrassment on his face, "We're just a little curious, yes, curious."

"Come here, let's listen together." Lind waved his hand. He looked at the statue of Selune on the altar and asked, "Mr. Gale, are you familiar with the creation myth?"