The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

At the end of June, the students at Hogwarts were on summer vacation.

Correspondingly, the professors have also fallen into a state of idleness. These tired and bored adults have their own lives to live. For example, take advantage of the leisure time during the holidays to contact friends, rekindle old conversations, and soak in the memories of the past together.

For another example, a professor who is financially strapped can use his superb craftsmanship to make some extra money during the holidays. Fortunately, the wizarding world does not yet have such an evil education model as cram schools, otherwise the young wizards would have to experience the miserable childhood of East Asian children.

However, some people choose to travel, such as Dumbledore.

The reason why Grindelwald did not travel was quite simple. He was now the foreman of the alchemy workshop, and he was in charge of more than a dozen house elves. In order to meet the international community's product orders, he had to stay in school and catch up on work.

Without mourning for Grindelwald for working overtime for a moment, Dumbledore immediately contacted Lind and asked the high-quality alumnus for a travel ticket to Drinriel.

He had heard about Sky City early in the morning, and now that he finally had a vacation, he naturally wanted to see it.

In fact, even if Dumbledore hadn't said anything, Lind would still have contacted him, and the admission notice to Sky City Magic School would still have to be handed over to this old man.

"Professor, please find a place to wait for me. I will send you the notice."

"Then let's stay at the same place."

The Leaky Cauldron is still the same location as before.

When Lind came in, he said hello to Tom, the owner of the bar. The wizard, who was as shriveled as a walnut, still remembered him.

"You are the student of Hogwarts. I remember you transferred to another school."

"Yes, it's been a year since I graduated."

"Then you can drink. I'll buy you the first drink." Tom laughed softly, sounding like the malicious Gargamel in the cartoon, but his eyes were clearly eager and serious.

A glass of Tequila Sunrise.

Linde walked to the dining table with a cocktail. The old wizard with a white beard hanging down his waist had been waiting for a long time.

Meals were served one after another, slightly more luxurious than the original meal, including Burgundy red wine stew, honey roasted chicken, spaghetti with gravy, a large bowl of fruit salad, and a piece of maple jelly dessert after the meal.

"Time is really a great magic. I still remember you that year, dirty, like a vigilant wandering hare. In the blink of an eye, everything has changed." Dumbledore looked at Lind, like all the older people Like an old man, his eyes are filled with memories.

Needless to say, Linde had the same emotion as him.

"Professor, I still remember when you handed me the Hogwarts admission notice here. Now, I also have a notice to deliver to you."

He took out a white envelope with both hands, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it in front of Dumbledore.

The old professor looked at the blue paint seal on the seal of the letter, which was in the shape of a silver tree. Its huge root system spread to the stars and the multiverse, and its candle-lit branches pointed upward.

"Visitors from endless worlds gather here," Dumbledore murmured softly, "offering the light of wisdom and turning it into a torch that reaches the sky."

"You speak sincerely."

"The purpose of education is to cultivate people. Lin, tell me, what kind of people do you want to cultivate?"

"You are testing me, is this an interview?" Linde laughed, "Well, the adult world is always like this, and choices are two-way. My purpose is simple, to spread knowledge and cultivate spellcasters who master knowledge. , they should love wisdom and life, and not hesitate to ignite themselves and illuminate the world."

Dumbledore pondered: "Bruno?"

"It's best not to have a tragedy like Bruno happen again." Linde shook his head regretfully, "However, his spirit is worthy of praise."

"It sounded like a teacher's college. I thought I'd be a perfect fit."

"A mage cannot walk alone forever. It would be a great sacrilege to allow knowledge to enter the grave."

"agree."

Dumbledore opened the envelope with a smile and took out the notice.

Delinriel University of Magic

Principal: Tower King (Lord of the Silver Tree)

Dear Mr. Dumbledore:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Drinriel University of Magic. Enclosed are the Silver Network invitation letter and the Sky City copy invitation letter. The semester is scheduled to begin on the day the bell rings. If you have any concerns or inconveniences, please leave a message on the Baiyin Network’s official website forum, and we will respond within one natural day (or any approximate unit of time) in your local world.

Vice Principal (God)

Sincerely, Io

The signature of Io at the end of the letter made Dumbledore tremble with fear. He could feel the calm and deep magical power lurking in the signature. In fact, this piece of letter paper had the effect of a scroll and could be used by just tearing it open.

"What's the magic on this piece of paper?"

"Ah, it's nothing. It's just a 9-ring wish spell." Linde waved his hand and replied nonchalantly, "And the effect is not stable. In a world without demons, it is equivalent to a piece of waste paper."

Dumbledore's silence was somewhat deafening.

He had seen the spell description of the wish spell in the library tower. This is the most powerful spell that a mortal can use, almost equal to the spell of speech.

Linde explained: "The reason why I let Ai Ou seal a prayer spell is mainly because the students who received the notification may encounter some troubles. With the help of the wish spell, most problems should be solved. For example, Back then, I was so poor that I couldn’t even afford to eat, but with a scroll like this, I can have a big meal, right?”

Dumbledore smiled and said, "You are really thoughtful. Who have you sent your invitation letters to?"

"There are not many apprentices in the first class, and in the following classes, we probably won't be able to recruit anyone. There are only a few legendary spellcasters after all. So I have relaxed the conditions a little, and wizards with magic talents can also be admitted with exceptions."

Linde stood up and said, "Want to go to the school with me? I'll pick up a student on the way."

Dumbledore naturally agreed readily.

The two walked out of the bar side by side and came to the back alley, which was originally the entrance to Diagon Alley. Lind opened a portal on the wall, leading to the world of "Lord of the Rings".

"Bata-ba-ta-"

Under the starry sky on a quiet summer night, Gandalf in White was smoking his pipe contentedly and looking through the admission notice in his hand.

This notice was sent by an owl named Kaiya.

He muttered: "What Pheasant University? We have to go to another world. Delinriel... this name sounds a little familiar. Hey, can't it be that guy?"

At this time, a blue door opened in the tree behind him, and Linde and Dumbledore arrived hand in hand.

"Gandalf, you are so laid-back."

"It's really you."

"You received the letter, how's it going? Do you want to go to school with us?"

"Is this school in another world? This might be a bit bad."

As a mature Maia, Gandalf is a loyal and good employee. He is worried that his studying abroad will make his big boss think badly.

Linde blinked, "You don't want to go? Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Gandalf felt furry all over his body and shook his head like a fan.

"Okay then." Lind looked at Dumbledore regretfully, "I can only tell Professor Ilúvatar of this school that you don't want to come."

"Who said I don't want to go?! I love studying the most!" Gandalf's expression was resolute. (End of chapter)