The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The soul of the Finger Witch is much fresher and fuller than when she was just resurrected, other than that, there is no difference.

Linde closed his eyes and stretched out his hand into the soul, the touch was like ice.

"Hello, Linde." The voice of the Finger Witch sounded beside her ears, "Is my soul interesting?"

"You say this, it is enough to prove that your soul is very interesting." Linde slowly lowered his consciousness, and kept going deep into her memory until he crossed the invisible boundary and reached the conscious body.

He looked around, the body of consciousness seemed to be a deep space, where the strings of thought floated silently and lost their vitality. Self-awareness is the star in the deepest part of space.

Sometimes Linde wonders, if the universe is also a soul, is every star its thinking string?

This may be the truth, or it may just be the magician's fantasy.

"I know what you are thinking." The Finger Witch laughed, "So you are a person who likes to think wildly."

"Yes. I never deny it." Linde collected his thoughts and used Occlumency to block all thoughts. He stared at the self-awareness of the Finger Witch—the void star.

"Do you see any problems?"

"No. Everything is fine." Linde opened her eyes, stuffed her soul back, and then released a recovery magic to help her relieve the discomfort caused by leaving the soul.

The Finger Witch said softly, "It seems that you don't know everything."

"I'm just getting started with the mystery of the soul." Linde said bluntly. Although he had the help of the library tower, he didn't dare to claim to be an all-knower. Knowledge is inexhaustible, but can be obtained continuously. So the more you know, the more you discover your shallowness.

"It's time for you to rest." Malika took Linde to the guest room.

This is a small bedroom with simple and warm decorations, only a soft bed, and an old enamel lamp on the bedside table, which she said was bought at a flea market for only five pounds. The light is a strange blue, or it is more comfortable to use orange chandelier lighting.

"Do you need me to wake you up tomorrow?" Malika leaned against the door, her long chestnut hair was still damp, with a faint blond at the roots.

"Please let me sleep and wake up naturally. This is summer vacation. If I can't stay in bed, what kind of vacation is it?"

As expected, Linde didn't wake up until noon, when Malika had already left for work. There was her breakfast on the table, black pepper omelette and toast.

He heated his breakfast with magic, made another cup of tea, filled his stomach, stared at the empty living room for a while, and finally felt like a summer vacation.

It is this state of doing nothing, which is very satisfying, and every social animal after work will miss it very much.

But Linde still couldn't take it easy.

According to the plan, he had to go to Winterhold.

Linde recalled the agreement with Dumbledore, and it happened that during the summer vacation, he also took the old man to another world to see the world.

Kaia the owl delivered the letter to Dumbledore, who flooed to London that night.

"De Lin, you don't know how happy I was when I received the letter. An old man like me spends the summer vacation alone every time." Dumbledore knocked on the door, he smiled like a Santa Claus, and Linde said hello, then nodded to Malika, "Dumbledore, I'm at your service."

Linde invited him to have dinner together, and said with a smile: "It seems that a letter of mine can summon the greatest wizard of our time. This spell is much more effective than any other magic."

Dumbledore is a very likable old man, calm, gentle, humorous, powerful, personable when he was young, and very bookish when he was old. Malika chatted with him very happily, it can be said that the host and guest had a good time.

After dinner, Linde opened the portal, and Dumbledore's eyes showed strange light. He stepped into it almost impatiently. Every spellcaster should be curious about the unknown world. From this point of view alone, Dumbledore is not too old. What's more, he was also born in Gryffindor, and the blood of an adventurer flows in his body.

Malika sat at the table and waved goodbye to Linde.

"Goodbye." She smiled.

...

winterhold.

Rigaoyue (July) sky is unbelievably clear,.

As the spring ice thawed and roads thawed, refugees displaced during the war poured into the rebuilt city, filling the streets and bringing industrial populations. Of course, there will be turmoil in law and order that will follow.

Thanks to the watchers all over the sky, there are this group of restless machines watching every corner of the city, and any violations of the security regulations issued by the Council of Winterhold will be notified to the nearest guards and academy mages as soon as possible.

In the square in the center of Winterhold, there are still more than a dozen corpses hanging, telling people who come to live in this city, no matter what your plans are, don't provoke the city's administrators.

The busiest part of the city is the northern port, where fishing fleets go to and fro every day, bringing tons of catch. A large number of sailors, fishermen, and workers gathered at the port, ushering in the spring in the frozen stove tavern, which had been sluggish. A bottle of wine consumed in one summer can fill the main street of Winterhold.

The automatic trawling net designed by the mage of the academy has greatly improved the fishing capacity of the fishing boat. These fresh seafood will be processed in the food factory at the port, and made into various long-term foods through baking, air-drying, pickling and other means.

The Eastern Empire Trading Company took a fancy to these cheap seafood of Winterhold, and a large number of orders came in, which is currently the largest financial income of Winterhold.

Kliman is now the captain of the guards of Winterhold, and he no longer has to patrol the streets or stand guard on the city wall as usual. His official duties are not too busy, because the city management of Winterhold is in the charge of the mages of the college. As a sheriff, Kliman's daily work is not only attending meetings, writing mission reports, but also signing public security documents.

He will spend more energy on training recruits and have plenty of time to spend with his family.

At noon that day, he was sitting in his office taking a nap when he suddenly heard a desolate and ancient dragon chant. Then the badge of Winterhold he wore vibrated, and the Watchers patrolling the city raised an emergency siren.

"Attention to dragon attack! Attention to dragon attack! Everyone leave the street immediately! Please leave the street immediately!"

Climan didn't have time to put on his cloak, grabbed a shield and rushed out the door. He looked up and saw a strangely shaped spot in the southern sky, which didn't belong to any kind of flying bird.

Witnessing a dragon attack is a very scary thing.

Its whistling was deep and long, like the reverberation of thunder, and the ancient city walls would tremble slightly for it. The earth is answering the call of the dragons, who are the kings of the sky.

"Assemble!!" Kleeman shouted, "All soldiers, prepare to fight!"

The plague of dragons is spreading across Skyrim, and Winterhold, despite its remote location, is not immune. The horror of the dragon, which the wandering refugees had heard so often, had finally descended upon the people of Winterhold.

There was another long dragon chant, and it spread its wide wings and approached quickly. In a heart-pounding few seconds, the dragon shadow expanded from a small speck in the sky to a gigantic giant.

The giant dragon has two feet and two wings, its neck and tail are very slender, and it looks like a solemn cross when flying in the air.

The streets of Winterhold were cleared, and the guards gathered in the direction of the dragon.

Kliman met up with the mages of the academy, and a familiar figure was surrounded by Mage Brelina and others.

"Linde! When did you come back?"

"Kliman, old friend, let's catch up on the old days later. I didn't expect that my return this time just happened to catch up with the dragon attack." Linde nodded to him happily, and then said to Dumbledore, "Professor, no Would you mind slaying a dragon before visiting Winterhold?"

Dumbledore laughed, "I knew it would be an interesting journey."

Because I am very unhappy, I decided to wish everyone happy every day in the future, so that sooner or later your happiness will be passed back to me.