The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Shar followers often say that secrets are their weapons, their shields, and their clothes.

The most hidden secrets in the world are the forgotten truths. Oblivion is Shar the Nightsinger's clerical domain.

Therefore, Shar believers know how to remain anonymous and hide among the broadest group of people.

Sometimes, in order to achieve a better latent effect, they would use Shar's divine power to strip away memories. Like Shadowheart, she has no memory of her past, only that her purpose is to bring the Astral Prism back to Baldur's Gate.

Fogg Drogo walked through the simple door outside the Shadow Embrace Monastery, bypassed the simple Holy Emblem Altar, and opened a double wooden door. In front of him was the true underground appearance of the monastery.

The temple built in a vast underground natural cave is inferior in scale and quality to the magnificent Shar Iron Hand Temple, but it is still a sacred hall.

He walked along the descending stairs, and the believers on both sides cast silent glances under their hoods and masks - a look, but also a greeting.

Fogg said nothing, a thin layer of cold sweat dripping from his palms. Even though he himself was a superb and cruel killer, he still felt sincerely trembling when facing these church members who were like cold blades in the dark night.

The abbess stood waiting for him at the atrium altar.

"Drogo, you shouldn't come here in person. If you have any news, you can use SMS and secret messages to contact us."

"Headmistress." Fogg bowed deeply, "I apply to enter the space of loss and forget the fact that I am a follower of Shar."

"Oh? You want to forget 'forgetting itself'? You must have a suitable reason."

Fogg lowered his head and did not look at the figure of the female dean, but he knew that she was wearing a night-like robe and her skin was as dark purple as the starry night. She was a beautiful female drow, like a poisoned night orchid.

"I learned some information in the foundry in Gray Port...I have reason to believe that there is a mind flayer behind United Industries."

The female dean said with satisfaction: "Very valuable information. A perfect case that once again proves the hypocritical appearance of light, the invisible government hiding behind the ruling class, and those in power harboring evil intentions. All of this will be faithfully reflected by the night." .

"Spread this news and trigger a wave of panic. Launch a riot, let the people storm the United Industries factory, and uncover the hidden mind flayers."

She thought about the strategy and whispered: "To find companions from the most suffering groups, those refugees who join the factory need the right guidance. You don't need to try your best to hide your identity, on the contrary, you should spread the word about the Lady of the Night to the workers The holy words made them see clearly the power of the true master behind history - that is the eternal night."

Fogg raised his head in surprise. He saw the deep enthusiasm on the headmistress's face, which was like the flame of alcohol or white charcoal. The silent heat could burn people.

He quickly bowed his head again, "Yes, I understand."

"Go. And don't forget to keep an eye out for the traitor."

Fergie bowed deeply.

He turned around and walked up the stairs he came from. The crusaders on both sides cast silent glances from under their masks, which seemed to have a little more warmth - was it approval? Or the ecstasy of approaching destruction?

Yes, Fogg looked into his heart, and he was also ecstatic. This bright world is full of pain, from the abuse of the weak by the strong, from the oppression of the powerless by the powerful, and from the provocation of Selune believers against Shar believers. Destroying United Industries was only a trivial step, but still worthy of joy.

He walked out of the monastery, passed through the disguised secret door, and came to the consultation room of the Mansion of Sorrow. He greeted the staff here, and then used disguise to change his face. At this time, his identity once again became the new team of Dusthawk Lumber Mill. long.

Fogg walked out of the Mansion of Sorrow with light steps and stood in the bright sunshine of Baldur's Gate.

Citizens crowded like a tide, vendors peddled along the streets, and newsboys sang about the greatness of Gotash and United Industries.

The majestic Iron Guards marched through the streets, and no one dared approach them.

Flamefist mercenaries drank alcohol in public and embezzled merchants' goods in the name of censorship.

Power and corruption are twins. Fogg said silently.

Wearing blue overalls, the tieflings held their young children in their hands and happily shared the joy of withdrawing their wages at the clearing house counter.

They said: "The days are getting better, everything is getting better."

The corner of Fogg's mouth curved slightly with irony. He looked sadly at these members who had fallen into the order machine. They received small favors and were able to support their families, but they chose to ignore the cruel nature of rule.

Although they have sound eyes, they are even more blind than the blind dwarf Zanna Tubin. Zanna is at least an accomplice of the order of light, and they are just dust under the light, dancing in the wind, thinking they can approach the sun.

"Continue to laugh until you are completely defeated by life, and continue to be blind until the day when night falls."

He tightened his linen overalls and walked quickly towards the Basilisk Gate, passing by a group of adventurers.

"What's wrong, Shadow Heart? Who did you see?" Karak asked curiously, following the high elf priest's gaze as he chased the crowd, but only saw the back of an ordinary worker.

"That person gave me a familiar feeling, but I can't remember ever seeing him before."

"It's a sense of déjà vu." Lind recalled "The Matrix", "Maybe there was an error in the matrix operation."

He sometimes transmits movie scenes to his teammates through the Mind Flayer Tadpole, so they all understand this joke.

Gale smiled slightly, "Speaking of which, is the hive mind of the mind flayer mastermind also a matrix?"

"It's a question worth discussing. But for now, let's focus on the mission. The Ramazis Tower is closed. If you want to get there, you need to take a detour." Linde stretched out his fingers and circled them near his temples. , "Let's go through the Witch Grocery Store."

Speaking of the witchcraft grocery store, you only need to know that this is a magical magic craft shop that sells all kinds of magic props.

The owner of the shop, named Luo Ruokan, is an ambitious and domineering mage. He took advantage of the owner of Ramazis Tower to leave, took this luxurious and magical mage tower as his own, and regarded himself as the Archmage.

The purpose of everyone is to set up a psychic wave amplifier in the Ramazis Tower, which means to "occupy" this mage tower.

Luo Rokan probably won't be happy, but Lind thinks he is a decent person. If Luo Rokan doesn't want to be decent, then the adventurers have plenty of reasons and means to help him be decent. (End of chapter)