The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Lind and the Yankee girl looked at each other. This feeling of being assigned a mission was all too familiar to adventurers.

"Just tell me, what help do you need from us?"

"Great, I knew you were a reasonable person, Lind, that's the name, right? (whispering) Well, anyway, you should have seen the Iron Guard. They are to you and me, to the men and women of Baldur's Gate It is a terrible threat to young and old alike. If we do not completely solve this problem, our resistance will be impossible."

"As far as I know, the Iron Guards took the initiative yesterday and defeated the army of the Supreme God. Judging from the results, far from being a threat, they are defenders of peace."

Ulbrunn blinked and said in astonishment: "Your head is covered with the shit of the Loth beast... Ahem, you are joking. Damn it, isn't it said that the paladin is insulated from humor? This joke is indeed not funny."

"You were the one who talked in circles with us first. Mr. Bangli, don't think of us as your subordinates. There is no need to tell us any slogans or political declarations. Just tell us your intentions. We have our own standards for judgment."

"(Sigh)" Ulbrun walked to the corner of the basement, pulled apart a thick linen tarpaulin, and brought a heavy metal bucket over.

His movements were extremely careful, as if he were holding a swaddled baby. Handling it with care, he placed the metal bucket in front of Linde and the others.

"This is my work, a rune gunpowder bomb. In terms of power, just this barrel can match the firepower of fifty magic network mages. I need... no, I am asking you to put this bomb in The Iron Guard Foundry, and then—bang! All of a sudden, you've got all these Iron Guards down the street."

"It's still so refreshing." Linde hooked his foot and kicked up the rune powder keg like a ball.

Ulbrun let out a sharp roar, and the rats ran away in fear.

However, the powder barrel did not fall to the ground, but was caught by Paladin.

"Don't do that! Do you want to send us all to heaven?"

"As a producer, don't you have confidence in the stability of rune gunpowder?"

"Of course my gunpowder is stable! But fools are much more harmful than gunpowder! Handle it with care and stay away from fire sources. Do you understand?"

"Of course, of course. Let's go then. See you later."

Ulbrun looked gloomy, watching the two people walk out of the office door, suddenly remembered something, and asked loudly: "Do you agree or not?"

Linde waved without looking back and shouted: "Like!"

"???"

Climbing up the stairs, blacksmith Gilderoy's eyes widened, "Are you okay? Did the communication go smoothly?"

"It went very well, look at this little baby."

"I know it, it's so beautiful." Gilderoy sniffed the pungent smell of gunpowder intoxicated, "What do you think of Master Ulbrun?"

"Him? Facts have proved that Ulbrun is a radical, eager for quick success. Of course, it can also be said that his understanding of business war is very simple. As long as he blows up all his competitors, naturally no one will compete with them for business - regardless of doing so What kind of negative effects will it have on the Iron Hand dwarfs?"

Gilderoy shrugged.

Linde took the initiative to say goodbye: "That's it, I won't disturb your business."

Walking out of Livington General Store, Raizel asked: "That underground dwarf, since you don't approve of his behavior, you still took gunpowder. What's the point of doing so?"

Lind patted the powder barrel, "Don't waste good things. As for Ulbrun, he is a talent, but his personality is not very kind. I am quite curious about the preparation process of rune gunpowder. I need to find someone. Let’s test its performance somewhere and maybe it can be used as a propellant.”

"You mean—muskets."

"That's right."

Linde summoned Sir Fuserum, delivered the powder keg to the mercenary, and asked him to keep it safe.

The first priority is to gather all the companions. Baldur's Gate is facing internal and external troubles, and there is also an Orin who is eyeing him. It is very irrational to disperse the troops at this time, just like the lone ranger who dies first in a horror movie.

Raizel knew the whereabouts of Karak, the childlike tiefling at the Circus of Doom.

The Doomsday Circus is not an ordinary organization. In fact, its members are all kinds of strange and even come from different planes and universes. The proprietress of the circus is also a necromancer who has traveled through the multiverse.

After Linde and his party entered the circus, they were confused by the lively crowd for a while. Fortunately, Karak himself was very conspicuous and could be recognized at a glance.

"You bastard Qi Djinn!" Karak yelled, "You're totally a liar!"

The tiefling stood in front of a lucky wheel stall. The operator of this stall was clearly an elemental creature. They rarely appeared on the main material plane, but their strength was undoubtedly powerful.

The air giant Akabi thundered: "Ugly thing, you are slandering an honest businessman!"

Karak stared, "I've been looking at your stall for a long time, but no one has won your first prize."

"That's because they are so unlucky!" Akabi crossed his arms, his transparent purple body flashing with static electricity, like a miniature thunderstorm in the sky.

"You're cheating!" Karak pointed at Akabi's beard. There was a ring hanging on the beard of the air djinn, acting as a beard. It looked like the style of those dwarves.

Akabi felt guilty but did not panic. It approached Karak's face and roared: "You! Slanderer!"

After that, it snapped its fingers.

boom!

The onlookers exclaimed, because in full view of everyone, the tall Karak was turned into a cheese wheel by the air djinn's spell.

"Hahahaha!" the crowd laughed and applauded.

Wheels of Karak cheese rolled around on the floor, releasing a stinking odor that drove the crowd around the stall away.

Linde came over with Yankee Girl, knelt down and greeted the cheese wheel: "Hello, Miss Cheese, is this cheese produced in the Valley? Because a friend of mine, Karak, loves Valley cheese the most."

The cheese wheel spun around and farted towards Linde, smelling like feet.

"Ahem!" Paladin covered his nose and stood up, "Okay, okay, no more joking. Air Djinn, help my friend remove this magic."

Akabi stared at his face and looked at it carefully for a moment, "Ugly thing, you look a bit like a guy, but you can never be that guy. So, do you want to play the Lucky Wheel? Spin the wheel Play the game and win prizes beyond your imagination, making your miserable life easier to endure. Akabi travels between planes, killing and looting, and you can win the loot!"

Linde smacked his lips, "But I don't have any money."

"If you don't have any money, get out!" Akabi turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. (End of chapter)