The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Linde: People are in another world, they just became demon gods, and now they need to be a village doctor. How can they convince the villagers that they are sick? Wait online.

Linde considered the problems he was facing now, and his goal was to invite the villagers of Ximu Town to the library tower, and let him expel Mora's remaining influence. This process is like selling health care products to the elderly. The Nords are generally wary of spellcasters, and if they want them to be obedient, the method must be clever.

The routines of various famous TV doctors in the 21st century are enough for Linde to learn from. The most important thing is one word: lie.

After thinking about it for a while, he took it to heart.

That night, Linde visited Ximu Town quietly. At this moment, the lights and candles in every house have been extinguished. Except for the night shift guards patrolling, even the dogs have rested.

The collective coma incident that occurred during the day caused the townspeople to murmur one by one. Everyone was worried, and they gathered in the tavern to discuss it all afternoon but did not come to any conclusion. Seeing that it was getting late and the tavern closed, the captain of the town guard and the owner of the lumberyard, Gordo, made a joint decision.

One is to report this matter to Snowman Lord Balgruf. He is the owner of this land and the people who defend the territory. It is always right to find him when encountering difficulties. The other is to take strict precautions against that foreign mage named Linde , It was he who attracted those heretics, and then disappeared suddenly, his whereabouts were very suspicious.

The guard brother said a few good words for Linde, but it didn't change everyone's decision. Ximu Town doesn't welcome Linde anymore. When the guard brother was resting at the post, he heard someone calling him, it was Linde, and he asked him to come to the small river on the west side of the town alone.

"It's you, are you all right? Everyone said that you used evil magic to murder those believers from other places and caused us to be unconscious. But I don't believe you will do that."

Linde was still dressed in a cloak and pajamas, his sixteen-year-old face was smooth and immature, and his eyes glistened in the light of the stars and double moons. Such a sincere and gentle boy had nothing to do with a murderer.

"Kliman, let me tell you the truth. The disaster that happened today was an accident for you and me. I definitely didn't intend to put Ximu Town in crisis. Those people were dominated by the demon god Mora, causing their death. And the culprit of your coma is the arrival of Mora."

"God Shure! This is unbelievable."

"That's the truth, and the problem doesn't stop there." Linde told the guard brother about Mora's breath.

The loyal, simple, and brave Nord stared deeply at Linde, as if he wanted to understand him from beginning to end, and Linde responded to this scrutiny with a firm and serious attitude.

"You know? You don't look like a liar. I trust you once. What do I need now?"

The promise of the Nords is very heavy. People of this nation have ancient traditional beliefs. They admire bravery and warriors. They dare to love and hate. It is simple and straightforward. Most of them will not hesitate to sacrifice for dignity and honor. Life, after death, the soul returns to Songgard (the heaven in Nord belief, similar to the Hall of Valor in Norse mythology).

"That's great. It's very simple. I have a spell that can expel the influence of the demon god. I need you to help me convince everyone in the town to let me cast the spell."

"Oh, magic." The guard brother frowned, his expression was like seeing a ball of wet and smelly socks, and he had to deal with it, but he felt very disgusted.

Linde was very helpless, "Yes, magic, I know how difficult it is to make the Nords trust magic. So I will not make it difficult for you, you just need to tell everyone that the accident this morning has nothing to do with me directly. I will Prepare a banquet in your hut, and send out invitations tomorrow, and then you can persuade everyone to come."

"Okay, but I can't make any guarantees."

"Guests attending the banquet not only get free food and drinks, but also a dozen fresh eggs."

"Hmm." The guard's eyes lit up, and then he was very suspicious, "But you are so poor, how can you afford it? You can't use stones to turn them into bread to deceive people, right?"

Linde waved his hand and said confidently, "Don't worry, I have enough time to prepare for this banquet. Kerryman, remember to explain to everyone that eggs will be given away at the banquet! Oh, if there are any Dogs, you can also bring them, and when the dogs come, you can also send eggs."

After bidding farewell to the kind guard brother, Linde returned to his cabin.

Ximu Town is very small in scale and has a short history. There are only a few generations. At first, Gordo's ancestors took a fancy to this land surrounded by mountains and rivers. They built a hydraulic sawmill by the river, and then continued to recruit workers. Blacksmiths who repaired logging tools, farmers who planted land, and merchants who bought and sold odds and ends also settled here, and a small village gradually formed.

Until now, the population of Ximu Town is less than 200, and it is almost like setting up a rural banquet. It doesn't cost much, and all the materials can be bought with a few hundred pounds.

Linde is still penniless, with twenty Galleons all over his body.

He thought of using the Transfiguration Charm to turn stones into gold. I believe that all wizards have thought of this, but very few of them can succeed. In the world of "Harry Potter", the Philosopher's Stone made by the great alchemist Nicole Flamel has the function of transforming metal into gold, which is regarded as the highest achievement that is difficult to reproduce. In the world of "The Elder Scrolls", there is also a special transformation spell that can convert ordinary ore into gold mine.

Linde didn't need to make the Sorcerer's Stone, nor did he need to learn the transformation spells. He picked up a few pebbles by the river, brought them into the library tower, waved the instant noodle fork, and they turned into pure gold.

This is real gold, which cannot be dispelled by the anti-transformation spell, and all properties are consistent with gold in nature.

Linde's power in the library tower is so incredible, a god in His kingdom, as long as there is enough energy to support it, he is omnipotent, and it is very common to create things out of thin air.

In fact, he can turn these pebbles into sausages, bacon, and bread, but it takes time and effort, and turning a bean-sized gold is enough for him to buy all the materials, and second, the food he conjures can only imitate his memory The taste in it may taste ordinary.

With gold, Linde returned to World I to purchase.

He first went to Gringotts Goblin Bank in Diagon Alley to open an account. These goblins don't check accounts, as long as they have money, they are high-quality customers.

The counter at Gringotts is always busy. Hundreds of goblins are sitting on the high stools behind the counter, dressed in crisp suits and uniforms, well-dressed, with more or less domineering expressions. This kind of virtue is the same as those financial speculators in London, they are all greedy, lowly and self-proclaimed guys.

"Hello."

The goblin wearing glasses was lowering his head to copy the ledger. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Linde. Before he could say a warm greeting from his haughty and shriveled lips, the golden light in front of his eyes immediately made the corners of his mouth twitch. With a humble smile.

"Oh, hello, hello. Dear guest, how can I help you?"

"In exchange for money, by the way, does your bank accept orders from clients? The remuneration is negotiable." Linde took out a piece of gold from the open sack and gently pushed it to the goblin. His straight eyes slid along the gold nugget, and there was a thud, which was the sound of saliva being swallowed, and the sound of conscience being stolen.

"Of course, the customer's order is the consistent creed of the bank! Griphook, come and take my shift." Griphook is the name of another goblin.

Linde exchanged a thousand Galleons at Gringotts, opened his personal treasury, and entrusted the goblin to purchase banquet ingredients for him. Life with money is indeed very different. Who would have thought that when he first came to another world, Linde had to walk from Surrey to London in order to seek refuge with a friend he had never met. In the blink of an eye, he became a demigod Woolen cloth.

So, I still want to thank Dumbledore for the timely rain, and the rocket sent by Mora...