The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

It wasn't until a phone call from Zager reminded Linde that he realized that he had indeed spent two very busy months. However, it cannot be said that he is busy. His life is quite fulfilling.

Research on the magic version of artificial intelligence, research on automated farms, design livestock slaughterhouses and soul stone charging lines, use enchanting techniques to build steam engines, and use transfiguration to build large steamships. Eat and drink with a group of students at Hogwarts, and drink with old friends at Winterhold. Play red and white machines in the library tower, or go fishing in the sea. Sometimes I talk about academics with the mage of the academy, and sometimes I talk about government affairs with the Lord of Winterhold.

Time flies by for research, entertainment and socializing. For an immortal, having one's own hobbies is actually a very happy thing. Of course, for a mortal with a short life, having love is a happier thing than happiness.

(Lind: Never lose love, my friend.)

World I is already December, Christmas is coming, Hogwarts Castle is immersed in the joy of the approaching holiday, the air seems to have turned into honey water, with a sweet smell.

The work on Winterhold has temporarily come to an end. Linde also returned to Hogwarts, and he was going to take a short vacation until the Chinese New Year.

"How did you find the library tower?" Linde was a little curious. The two months he hadn't paid attention to Hogwarts had obviously been an interesting time of adventure for Harry and the four of them.

They can't wait to share it with Linde, too. Just like when Linde told them stories on the Hogwarts Express. Now that these children have their own stories, they feel that their life experience has increased a little bit, and they all have high-spirited expressions on their faces.

Hermione and Ron explained how they found the door to the library step by step.

The child's language organization skills were terrible, and his speech was illogical, and his words didn't make sense. After listening to it for a while, Linde's head swelled to twice its size.

In the end, it was Harry who came forward to explain clearly.

"Ron found clues in the prize room. We started looking for clues to the Djinn legend..."

At that time, Hermione suggested that everyone split up and search separately in the castle.

Find everything related to lamps, books and even pictures, audio and video.

Hermione went to the Hogwarts library. She found the "Arabian Nights" included here, but when she opened it, she found that the content about Aladdin's lamp had been replaced with a short poem.

The words on paper are hidden,

[Words on paper are silent,]

Truth is only in mind.

[The truth is kept in the heart. ]

The fool find the flame of secret,

[The fool finds the secret fire,]

Return to lamp for genie.

[Return the magic lamp to summon the spirit. ]

Ron and Neville were in charge of searching the castle. The two confused boys spent a month in vain until one day, by chance, on the second floor of the Astronomy Tower, they saw the oil painting "Woman Drinking in the Afternoon" on the wall, on the dining table in the picture There was a silver oil lamp.

Ron interjected excitedly: "I found it!"

Harry nodded. "Ron wiped the oil lamp on the painting," he said.

"A ball of flame spewed out of the oil lamp!"

The bright silver flame hit the back of Ron's hand like a hovering sharp arrow, leaving a small ring mark there.

At that time, no one knew what the mark was for and whether it would cause harm to Ron. There have always been stories of curses in the wizarding world, and Ron had nightmares about it for several nights.

"You were dreaming, did you invent a spell in your dream?" Linde asked curiously.

Ron shook his head, inventing a spell was too far away for him.

Harry's expression changed, he really wanted to take the opportunity to talk about his recent strange dream incident. But soon, the topic moved on.

After collecting the clues, Hermione decided that as long as she found the magic lamp hidden somewhere and Ron returned the secret fire, the mystery could be solved.

In this way, they have been busy until the end of November, and the four children are still stuck at this step.

"The magic lamp is definitely not hidden in some inexplicable place. There must be some clue that we have overlooked." At that time, Hermione racked her brains, "I was wondering what the first two lines of that little poem meant. On the paper You can't find the truth, but you have to find it in people's hearts."

Ron quietly complained, "Her expression is so scary, I doubt she would open other people's brains for decryption."

Harry said: "Is it possible, these two sentences mean, let us ask someone who knows the legend of the lamp god?"

"Professors who study Muggles might know."

"Anyone who studies Muggles?"

"Professor Caredy Bubbaji, and Professor Quirrell." Hermione said an unexpected name. "Before teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the Muggle Studies course was in charge of Professor Quirrell."

So Hermione went to Caredy, and Harry went to Quirrell.

They all learned the detailed version of the story of "Aladdin's Magic Lamp" from the professor, and it was also the wizard's version.

The wizard version is very different from the Muggle version.

"Aladdin's Magic Lamp", which is popular among the people, tells the story of a boy named Aladdin who was framed by an evil wizard and achieved happiness in life with the help of the magic lamp.

In the magic world, this is not a story, but a history that actually happened. The evil wizard is based on a wizard who lived in thirteenth-century Arabia, a fan of fantastic animals who traveled the world as a young man on the trail of magical creatures.

One year he came to America alone by boat, and found an island country full of gold near the equator. This golden place is called Chryse, and it was recorded by the Greek wizard Dionysus as early as the middle of the first century.

The wizard sealed a strange monster on the island in an oil lamp, and brought it back to Asia with him. Years later, the lamp was stolen by the wizard's Muggle servants.

The nephew of the servant accidentally released the monster, and the angry monster cursed the land, resulting in rampant wind and sand, and the forest and city were buried, forming the Rub Khali Desert in the Arabian Peninsula today, and the oil lamp disappeared after that.

After learning the truth of the story, the four little wizards were at a loss. The last place where the oil lamp appeared was thousands of miles away. Could it be that they could still skip class and go to explore the Arabian Peninsula?

They poured bitter water in front of Linde, thinking that he was deliberately embarrassing.

"Okay, okay, at least you guys succeeded in the end, didn't you? Tell me, how did you come up with the clue?"

This time, it was Neville Longbottom who proposed the solution. He has always tried his best to help, but it's a pity that he is stupid and timid, and he seems to have no sense of existence. Just when the three friends were helpless, Neville suddenly said, "Hogwarts should have a desert."

"Huh? Where?"

"In the second greenhouse... During herbal medicine class, Professor Sprout mentioned that she used the 'weather magic carpet' to create various environments. Some plants can only grow in specific places." Neville saw He Min's eyes became brighter and brighter. He lowered his head and said humbly, "Once after class, I asked Professor Sprout to ask a question. There is a wooden box in the corner of the second greenhouse. The blankets have gone in there."

"So clever! Neville!" Both Harry and Ron applauded him.

So they found the magic carpet that simulated the desert climate in the second greenhouse.

Unfolding the magic carpet, a miniature desert appeared. The imprint on the back of Ron's hand was hot. He reached out to touch the yellow sand, and pulled out a silver oil lamp from a small dune.

Harry said softly, "The mark on the back of Ron's hand turned into flames and flew into the oil lamp, and the oil lamp emitted smoke."

Hermione continued, "The smoke condenses and forms a door."

Ron spread his hands, "And then we came in."

When the four of them entered, they saw a warm golden desert, which was the classroom of Mage Zag.

In the center of this not-so-vast desert, there are pearl-like oases dotted with towering temples there. Big cats walking on two legs, dressed in elegant priestly robes, welcomed them in front of the temple.