The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Ximu Town in Luhuo Moon (September) has a strong sense of autumn, and a red maple forest by the river has fallen yellow leaves. The farmers are busy planting this year's winter wheat, and the sweaty cattle are panting on the ridges of the fields. The waterwheel of the sawmill moved slowly, immersed in the water level of the river, and spinning with difficulty. The blacksmith's girl ran across the street after the dog, casting a worried glance at the patrolling guards.

Swann's blind mother shouted again, the dragon is coming, I see the dragon!

The dragon is like a natural disaster, and mortals are powerless to stop its arrival. The villagers are frowning, but they are still busy with their lives.

There were more soldiers on the streets than usual. They came from Snowrun City. Lord Balgruuf ordered more troops to be sent to various villages and towns.

Kliman put on a brand-new armor and sword and shield, stood on the gatehouse and looked at the southern sky, always paying attention to any color that does not belong to the clouds and birds.

"What are you looking for?" The captain climbed up the wooden ladder, side by side with Kerryman, "Are you looking for a passing robber, or are you looking for a dragon?"

"Just in a daze." Kleeman tapped the hilt lightly, silently humming the song of the dragonborn.

"How long have Swann and Farndal been following that prisoner?"

"Eight days."

The captain nodded, "How long has that foreign mage been gone?"

"Three months." Kliman looked back to the north, "It should be snowing in Winterhold by this time."

The captain asked him what Winterhold was like.

"Small fishing village, very dilapidated. There are only a hundred people." Kliman has said it over and over again.

The captain said with a grinning grin, "I used to take risks everywhere, but I never went to Winterhold, Solitude, or Morningstar. I was young and dared to go anywhere, until I took an arrow in the knee and just I can go back to Xueman."

An arrow in the knee actually means getting married. Kneeling on one knee when proposing marriage looks like an injured knee.

"I don't know how Linde is doing. The dragon is back, and it's not safe for him to be a stranger in Skyrim."

"Hey, Kleeman, look, isn't that the guy?"

"Who is it?" Kleiman turned his head and saw a young man wearing a mage's robe and a cloak walking towards the country road outside Ximu Town, with an owl standing on his shoulder, "I'm going, Linde? !"

Linde is back. He also said that he would invite everyone to dinner and meet at the old place.

At the noon banquet, everyone from Ximu Town had arrived. Linde toasted again, and everyone drank freely. After a few glasses of honey wine, no matter how much sorrow they had, they could forget about it.

"Kliman, have you heard about the return of the dragon?" Linde pulled his old friend to his side, "Ximu Town is very dangerous, it should be said that Skyrim Province is very dangerous everywhere, I plan to take you there Winterhold, there is an academy to protect you."

Kleiman was taken aback, then shook his head and laughed, "Linde, you don't understand, we are the people of Lord Balgruuf, we will not go to Winterhold, that means losing the status of the subjects, losing the tax eligibility, becoming A homeless wanderer. Besides, how can the children of Skyrim be afraid to die in their native land?"

"Winterhold is now under the management of the academy. As long as you go, you will be a member of Winterhold."

"That's great, tell everyone the news." Kleeman said calmly.

"You're not going to come with me?"

"Lind, I am the son of Mother Skyrim. My ancestors could take Skyrim from the dragon, and so can we."

"Dragonborn has already appeared, the dragon will not continue to be rampant, you don't have to die. Besides, the ancient Nord hero mastered the way of roaring, can blow up mountains, roar through city walls, and now the Nords howl, It also scares wild wolves on the side of the road. There is no comparison."

Kliman didn't pay attention to Linde's persuasion, but captured the key information, "Dragonborn appeared?"

At the noisy banquet, only a few people paid attention to this, including Delphine, the female owner of the Sleeping Giant Inn, who immediately pricked up her ears when she heard the word dragonborn.

Linde nodded, "The prisoner who escaped from Holy Land town a few days ago is the last dragonborn. He bears the destiny to defeat Alduin. By the way, have you met him? Tell me, what kind of person is he?"

"That guy..." Kleiman took a sip of the wine, fell into reminiscence, and said suddenly after a long silence, "Like a fool, he can drink a lot, can't remember his own name, he looks reliable, but his hands and feet are dishonest. , I killed a chicken as soon as I entered the village, and was beaten by more than a dozen people from the entrance to the end of the village. When I caught him, he quibbled that it was his hunting harvest, not stealing chickens.”

Linde: Very good, it fits my imagination of Dragonborn.

"A hero with amnesia, a legendary journey." Linde admired in a low voice, "One day, I will meet him. But before that, I will rebuild the historical glory of Winterhold, Kliman, I need people. Winterhold wasn't built in a day. And don't you have the heart to see your relatives die under the fire of the dragon? What's wrong with letting them live under the protection of the academy?"

Kliman frowned sadly, "Everyone has a destiny, if I am destined to die from the dragon disaster..."

"Don't talk about fate with me! I said if you can live, you can live. Even if you die, I can go to Songgarde to catch your soul and stuff it into the body. Don't talk to my mother-in-law, I'll tell everyone later that those who are willing to go to Winterhold with me will leave this evening, and those who don't want to go will stay here. I don't care about others, you, Farndal and Swann, how many of you? If you have family and friends, follow me!"

Kliman was startled, shook his head and laughed, "Linde, you seem to be a different person, but I quite like your change. Well, it's for the sake of my family."

Even if Skyrim is facing the double threat of civil war and dragon disaster, not everyone is willing to abandon their warm hometown and follow Linde to the north to Winterhold. Everyone has heard that the place is cold and broken and needs to rely on fishing and hunting to survive. Kleinman talked all kinds of things, and finally persuaded about seventy people, mainly women and children, and only twenty-three young people.

Linde directly let them enter the library tower, and used the flying technique to rush back to Winterhold.

In the evening in Ximu Town, the sun had not completely set, but it was already dark in Winterhold. When everyone came out of the portal, facing the cold and windy dark fishing village, they felt confused and regretted.

The chill of the night soaked through the clothes, and the pores of the chest were cold.

Linde clapped his hands, and a circle of warm wind blew from him, covering everyone, as if returning to spring in an instant, dispelling the chills of the people.

He stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sky, and a firework flew out, exploding in the night.

The academy in the distance also flew up a firework in response.

The team of mages holding lamps came slowly, far away, like a swarm of fireflies flying down from mid-air.

Brelina walked in the forefront, she handed the lantern to Linde, and made way for the college.

They walked into the village of Winterhold together and looked around the dilapidated and dilapidated cottages. The desolate and desolate scene made everyone extremely worried.

Kliman asked Linde, "Here we are, in freezing weather, without a roof to keep out the wind and snow, without a hearth to keep warm, and with only enough food for half a month, how can we survive?"

The immigrants in Ximu Town all stared at him expectantly.

Linde led them to find an open space, and he said towards the dark world: "I have granted permission for people from the southern part of Skyrim Province to settle here, so they will be sheltered by houses, and they will go out to sea by boat to fish and feed their families. Will join the great cause of revitalizing the old capital of Winterhold."

As a result, stone walls and wooden beams rose in the snow. Row upon row of houses were built quickly in the slight tremor of the earth. Each house was solid, with doors, windows, and triangular roofs. Open the door, There must be a fire pit inside. There are also beds, tables and chairs, and stove chimneys. The backyards of the houses are equipped with small fishing boats, fishing nets and drying racks.

Witnessing this scene, the crowd gasped in amazement. It was not until everyone moved into their new houses that they dared not believe that it was not an illusion.

"You can live here, you don't have to worry about life." Linde entrusted Kliman to manage the daily life of immigrants in Ximu Town, "From tomorrow, all young men and women who are ten years old and under sixty Join the labor. With everyone's efforts, Winterhold will become the most prosperous city in Skyrim."

Linde looked at the members of the college again, "The college does not participate in politics, but Winterhold and the college are an inseparable whole. The new Winterhold will become the backing and strong wall of the college, and the college will also defend the people in this city , from the ravages of war."

Master Aran witnessed the appearance of this young man planning the world in the crowd, and showed a lonely and approving smile.