The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Lihen Bookstore is very lively.

The site of the new book signing event was crowded with guests, and guests stood in every corner. What is more crowded than the crowd are the books here. The books on the shelves are piled up to the ceiling, like walls, dividing this not-so-large shop into a small maze.

People who visit bookstores will never be empty-handed, even if they are pretending, they still have to look through the books at hand. Linde was holding a very inconspicuous black notebook. He always liked to use this kind of notebook to take notes. It was thick, reliable, simple and steady.

He has a whole bookshelf full of notebooks of the same style, all made with Transfiguration.

The difference is that the previous deformation material was his self-healing pajamas, but the material of the book he is holding now is a demon god, Hermaeus Mora.

The hot snorting of the crowded people baked the ink smell of the pages, and the books were breathing slowly, and the paper scraps permeated the air.

The Book of Mora was very active, and a thin suspicious black mist emitted from the gaps between the pages, mixed into the smoke of the flashing lights, and slowly spread to the entire bookstore.

The twin brothers stared at the book in Linde's hand, "Hey, De Lin, did your book just come out of the oven? Why does it look so burnt?"

They stared at the notebook, and suddenly the cover of the notebook opened an eye and stared back at them.

The two brothers looked at each other, and then said in unison: "We didn't see anything!"

"Don't worry. You won't remember." Linde relieved.

"I'm even more worried now!"

Mr. Weasley, who was chatting, suddenly raised his head and sniffed the air, "It may be my illusion, but has anyone also smelled the smell of the sea?"

When he said this, the people around him gradually realized that the air that was hot and stuffy before became damp and cold, and it also exuded a strange smell of rotting fish, just like being on the coast. More and more people smelled this smell, and their voices of doubt became louder and louder.

A thin layer of stagnant water appeared on the floor, and the water was cloudy, almost pitch black. The pages were soaked in water, blurred and old.

The cheerful crowd began to panic.

At some point, the street scene outside the window changed, and the pleasant buildings in Diagon Alley disappeared, replaced by a deep darkness.

It was pitch black outside, but the light still filtered through the windows, and the light and darkness inside remained unchanged. It was as if there was a curtain separating the scenery.

A wizard near the gate tried to open it with a spell, but to no avail. Brute force could not shake the door at all, and one wizard's leather boots were all unglued, and the door frame did not budge.

Everyone is stuck here.

The change of Lihen Bookstore is getting faster and faster, the wall skin is damp and peeled off, revealing the bright red bricks like scars, the ceiling is covered in darkness, as far away as the starry sky, there is a subtle green light flickering faintly, like the nerves of a giant beast in the sky Yuan. The bookshelves were rotting, and all the books were bleeding ink, blackening the pages.

The layout of the bookstore has become weird. It used to be like a maze, but now it really has become a maze.

The original aisle disappeared, but a new corridor appeared where the wall was originally. Books stacked on top of two rows of bookshelves form an archway, creating a portal that silently invites exploration.

Some guests lost their sense of direction in the bookshelf maze, and then screamed piercingly as if they had encountered something terrible. A few brave souls entered the maze to try to rescue them, but then they also screamed.

No one was able to get out of the maze, and the people gathered in the open space quickly moved away from the arch.

The people lying by the window stared eagerly at the darkness outside the house, with panicked expressions. Suddenly a face emerged from the darkness and pressed against the glass, which startled them.

The face outside the window was a young passerby, she showed a clever smile, as if she was observing the scene in the bookstore.

Everyone rushed to the window, slapped the glass, and shouted: "Hey! People outside, can you hear me? Help us!"

The sight in the window was not reflected in the traveler's eyes, and she left quickly.

People outside the house couldn't notice the abnormality of Lihen Bookstore. This place has been abandoned by the world.

Despair spreads faster than lightning after hope is dashed. The children began to sob and the adults looked sad.

At this moment, Gilderoy Lockhart stepped on the table, like a hero, "Don't worry everyone, I'm here!"

The ladies bit their handkerchiefs excitedly, with tears in their eyes, "Oh, Merlin, this is a real warrior, Mr. Lockhart, my Superman."

Faced with such a weird incident, Lockhart's face was full of excitement. He probably lied a thousand times, even to himself. He really thought he was an adventurer. At this time, I was still making a speech shamelessly: "Everyone, don't worry, I am here. As everyone knows, I am a seasoned explorer. You can see from my autobiography how I deal with these terrible things. situation, and saved the day.”

"Mr. Lockhart, please guide us!" "Yes, yes, it's great to have you here." Mrs. Weasley begged along with many witches of the same age.

"Perhaps you don't believe it," Lockhart said, proudly akimbo, "but at this moment, I have already thought of more than ten feasible ways to deal with the current situation."

Harry and the others looked suspicious, and whispered next to Linde.

"Is this person really that powerful?" Ron asked critically.

"It looks stupid, but since it can publish so many books, maybe it's really capable." This was Hermione's judgment, "Harry, what do you think?"

"It's always those self-righteous guys who are unlucky." The boy said succinctly.

Lockhart's speech was inspiring. Many wizards followed his command and began to try the so-called "more than ten feasible methods". They first used the fluorescent spell together to try to dispel the darkness of the ceiling, but it was useless. The fireflies could not Light up the night sky. Then the crowd followed Lockhart's lead and chanted a spell he'd learned in a Yeti temple in Central Asia, to no avail, of course.

Bad ideas fail one after another, and at the end he starts telling everyone to build a shelter in a bookstore, declaring: "In this case, we have to think about how to spend the night. Danger will strike at any time, but believe me, as long as we If we work together and build qualified fortifications, we will be able to overcome the difficulties."

"Come on, we can never spend the night here!" Everyone finally couldn't stand this man, he was full of nonsense.

Doubts erupted.

Some people began to wonder whether Lockhart was just exaggerating, and whether his autobiographies were all lies.

Lockhart's face became extremely pale in an instant. He looked around, suddenly seemed to think of something, and said righteously: "Well, there is only one way now. I think the exit must be in those bookshelves. Now I, Merlin Gilderoy Lockhart, owner of the Order of the Third Class, honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Alliance, and fearless, will enter the maze himself to find out the way out for everyone."

People quiet down.

Lockhart showed a charming smile, "But no matter how brave a knight is, he needs followers. A great explorer can't do without his assistants. I need brave people to enter the maze with me."

There was no sound in the bookstore.

He looked at a group of wizards near the door, headed by Lucius Malfoy, the pure-bloods had their own clique, and from the beginning, these wizards had been indifferent to Lockhart's performance.

"Excuse me……"

Lucius immediately shook his head and refused with a cold expression.

Lockhart turned his eyes and stared at Linde who was near the bookshelf on the other side. "Then, the owner of the Order of Merlin, Second Class, is willing to follow me into dangerous places and find bright hope for everyone?"

Before Linde could speak, Lockhart announced roughly, "How brave! I knew you were willing to sacrifice yourself to save everyone."

He jumped off the table and held Linde's arm. The cameraman of the "Daily Prophet" actually raised his camera again, clicked, and took a bunch of pictures of them. This kind of professionalism is really moving.

Lockhart leaned into Linde's ear and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you." The fermented smell of food in his mouth mixed with the smell of sea fish, turning into a disgusting stench.

Mrs. Weasley said anxiously: "Hey, he's only a student! You can't do that, Mr. Gilderoy!"

The cheering crowd blocked the Weasleys' footsteps and drowned out their voices, and they could only watch helplessly as they entered the archway and were swallowed by the darkness behind the door.

Mrs. Weasley's face changed, and she took out the rope and tied her hair up.

"Molly, what are you going to do?" Mr. Weasley panicked.

"Go save that child!" Molly Weasley took a deep breath, "Listen, Arthur dear, if I don't come back, take care of the children... No, you stay, okay?" She The fat and kind face is full of gentle farewell, "I love you."

After saying this, she squeezed out of the crowd without looking back, and trotted into the maze.

Code word passed out last night.