The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

On the wall of the green woodland, the refugees and druids stationed there looked at the uneasy moon. The forests and paths in the west were coated with cold silver frost, and the cold wind shrank the children's hands and feet over and over again. No one was willing to leave.

The telescope on Lookout Rock was nailed to the way the coalition troops left.

"Nadira, did you see that?"

"No, nothing."

"Are they back?"

"No no."

This question and answer was repeated many times, and it was hotter than fire. It made people spin in circles and pace back and forth.

"Nadira! Haven't you seen it yet? Hurry up."

"?" The female Tieflin Nadira rolled her eyes, what are these words? Is it possible for me to have a quick lookout?

She once again looked closer to the telescope tube. Tieflings have dark vision. For humans, the darkness of the night is about the visibility of dusk for tieflings.

This time, the cold woods and grassland in the lens finally changed. A long flagpole rose from behind the hillside, with two goblin heads hanging on it, then the person holding the pole, and finally more people. , is a lively little team.

"Back! Everyone is back!"

The soldiers of the coalition forces rushed back to the foot of the forest wall. They were greeted by cheers from the top of the wall. The wooden gate was raised. Couples who had been separated for a while hugged each other. Friends gathered together. Everyone shared their chests to warm the cold soldiers. The killing hand.

At night, they held a celebration party in the atrium.

Everyone came and everyone was smiling.

Even the tombkeeper came. He found an inconspicuous corner with two mercenaries beside him. No one saw when he arrived. As a decent god of death, the word elusive is simply tailor-made for the tombkeeper.

Lind held the wine glass and first found the businessman in the forest. "My companion took two magic items from you before. I came to you to settle the bill."

"Ah, I wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't tell me. Just treat it as a gift to you. You have made a huge contribution to the safety of the forest. This little gadget is my personal reward for you." The halfling brother is very reasonable.

"I don't want to repay a favor." Linde gave his reason, "You can give me a discount." He winked.

The halfling brother laughed heartily, "I like you!"

Edgewill was surrounded by tiefling refugees, a legend across the Sword Coast who once again defended the weak and was loved by young men and children.

Will was given several cups of fire wine and became drunk. He also planned to dance a dance and called himself the Dance King of Baldur's Gate. He once set a dance record and exhausted several noble ladies.

When he was so happy, Will seemed to have forgotten very important things, until he suddenly heard the exclamations of the people around him.

A female Cambion emerges from a fiery portal to Inferno. The cold evil spirit made the civilians tremble.

She is none other than Will's evil master, Mizola.

This purgatory creature with blue-gray skin has a charming appearance and a plump figure, but she is not here to attend the banquet, but to raise an army to punish the perpetrators.

"Will, naughty boy, do you think you can escape punishment? I said, what I want is a head, Karak's head!"

Edge trembled all over, and the alcohol turned into rolling cold sweat and was expelled from the body. He was completely awake, and his heart was screaming that something was wrong.

Warlocks who violate the magical contract usually end badly.

The members of the adventure team gathered together to confront the hell visitor Mizora.

Karak obviously knew Mizola. She sighed as if she saw a big pile of non-recyclable garbage: "Anyone can come, why Mizola?"

"Hey, Karak, Zariel asked me to say hello to you on her behalf. I'm here to teach the disobedient dog a lesson."

Mizola raised his hand in the air, and Will seemed to be choked by the Force, unable to breathe.

In other words, Fearon doesn’t want to do Black Lives Matter, otherwise Mizola will be in trouble.

Will struggled to speak: "You only let me kill - the devil! She is a tiefling, not a monster!"

"Do I need to remind you? Clause G, Section 9 says: 'Targets are limited to purgatory, demonic, heartless and soulless objects.' Karak meets the criteria because she does not have a heart in her chest."

Among the surrounding refugees, someone plucked up the courage to shout: "Let Will go!"

Mizola looked around, and there were many people who dared to look at her. She laughed softly, "Oh, it seems that my dog ​​has made many good friends. Unfortunately, they can't help you. Since you are disobedient, then There’s a price to pay.”

The evil demon sect leader snapped his fingers.

A ring of hell fire ignited at Will's feet, and his body was wrapped in the evil energy of purgatory gushing out from the ring of fire, as if falling into a stinky mud pit. His body burned and deformed in the flames, and his soul fell straight down. It was like Asmodeus who had fallen from Heavenly Mountain, from the first floor to the ninth floor.

The essence and blasphemous blood of Baator Hell soaked Will's body and soul. He was no longer pure, but transformed into a tiefling in full view of the public.

A pair of ram's horns sprouted from its head, and strange lines appeared on its skin.

Mizola enjoyed the gasps and horror of the crowd around him.

She chuckled and said: "There is no turning back when you shoot a bow. There are some magics that even I can't remove. This is just a small price to pay. The future is long. Will, I hope you will learn to be good in the future. Goodbye, lovely children, oh , and you, Karak."

The demon slipped into the hell portal and disappeared without a trace.

"God, Will, he, he is a good man." The refugees and druids all looked at Will with pity.

The reputation of the Border Blades is probably going to be ruined. People can trust the humans, but the tieflings - the reputation of this race is so bad.

Lind stepped forward and patted Will on the shoulder, "Cheer up."

"Ah! Damn it! I just don't understand! Why did Mizola make me pay the price even though I made the right choice? This is different from the original agreement. I only need to deal with those ruthless evil spirits instead of Zariel’s victim!”

"You are not a kind person when you meet people. It is said that men are afraid of falling into the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. Your situation is not bad, you just turned into a tiefling, so there is no way to solve it."

Will asked in surprise: "Do you have a way?"

"It's not difficult to change the race. There are many ways. For example, I am thinking of the fifth-level reincarnation technique, which can create a new body for the soul of the deceased. It just requires a bit of luck to change the race. Maybe you will Become an elf, dwarf, dragonborn, etc..."

Linde's tone changed and he said solemnly: "The important thing is the devil's contract. You have to get rid of it."

"Unless Mizola takes the initiative to terminate the contract, there is nothing we can do."

"Then find her weakness and threaten her to terminate the contract."

Will looked hesitant, "But without the magic contract, my power will fade away - it's not that I'm greedy for power. But if the Border Blade doesn't have its blade, how can I still act chivalrously? A wild bear will kill me. life."

"Well, that's easy to handle. You can just change jobs. If hell won't leave you, there will be a place for you. Let me introduce to you my sect leader, Mr. King of the Tower..." Linde took out a bag from unknown pocket. Zhang Yi came with a sweet and enthusiastic smile, like a handsome salesman in his twenties.

Anyway, Will couldn't help but rub the hair on his arms and swallowed. He had a sense of being drawn into a criminal gang by an acquaintance.

"Why do I feel like you've expected this moment?"

"Hey, we're all buddies. I won't trick you into signing a contract with our tower and get a dozen eggs for free."

The eyes of the tiefling refugees next to them suddenly lit up, "I'll sign, I'll sign, are you really giving it away?"