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Chapter 613 The Tree of Dreams
The Keppola are very small, hairy spirits that live in every corner of Castrobuse - Andrew found several nests just by wandering around the campus with Professor Aurora.

'Six or seven?'

He was a little unsure.

Because the rest were a mix of various materials - students' clothes, socks or parchment, and the last one was made up of wigs, making Andrew unsure whether it was a nest.

"They don't seem to be very active during the day."

"Yes," Professor Aurora nodded, "He's the guy who always guards the school at night and can even drive away the swarming bats."

"Vodibat?"

Andrew exclaimed a little, "That's amazing."

"But they are also good at harming students. Although sometimes their behavior is close to breaking the law, in most cases, students' clothes are lost because of their actions."

Professor Aurora smiled helplessly. "It's not so bad now. There was a time a hundred years ago when these guys were in the fashion of dressing up. That was a disaster. When they sneaked out at night, it was like seeing a ghost."

...

Thanks for the invitation. There are really ghosts floating around Hogwarts at night - because there are too many people during the day, ghosts don't like others floating over their bodies, so they mostly choose to take a walk at night.

"We're almost ready, Mr. Taylor. We should go see Aisha."

When an absurdly large toucans flew over, Professor Aurora, who was introducing the bird everywhere, showed joy on her face. She began to call the bird to fly over, but unfortunately, it glanced at a nearby nest, flew around, and then slipped away without looking back.

'Is this the monkey from Emei Mountain? Why is it so annoying?'

Andrew shook his head slightly, no longer caring about Keppola's question, and followed Professor Aurora, who had an embarrassed look on her face, and began to walk along the path in the open-air planting area towards the other side of the temple.

But in fact, after walking less than a mile, he felt that he no longer needed guidance.

The Dream Tree has appeared - or rather, the Dream Forest.

Just as Professor Adams had described, the huge, single-tree forest-like tree grew directly on the edge of the school, even extending the campus defenses of Castrobus a bit further - Andrew could see the sense of disharmony at a glance.

The defense of Castrobus was originally on this square temple-like castle, but now an area has been obviously widened - if Andrew guessed correctly, in the next few generations, this place will have to spend a lot of money to repair the castle defense.

"How much floor space does it take, Professor Aurora?"

"Currently 1.2 hectares," Professor Aurora nodded, "but in a sense, Elsa is still a child."

That’s true—it’s only been a short time since the dream was first proposed, let alone the more advanced dream tree.

"It's really fast... Is it growing consciously on its own?"

"Yes, Aisha knows. Maybe it will eventually cover the entire school, but it's still under discussion. We don't want her to be restricted by the school. Besides, she is not without her own protective abilities. She has an advantage over wizards in forming some special ritual magic."

“Amazing creation.”

Andrew sighed and quickened his pace.

After about ten minutes, he finally touched the nearest aerial root. Unlike the common banyan tree aerial roots, this dream tree with its own simple thinking probably had obsessive-compulsive disorder and made its roots exceptionally neat.

He stood at the nearest aerial root and began to examine this huge creature.

The huge tree crowns are distributed in clusters, and the color of the leaves has not changed because of dreams and magic. The light green leaves cover the sky like an umbrella.

But under the tree is another concept - illusory balls of light hang on the dream tree, growing from small to large, and then falling to the ground, constantly born and dying. The complex aerial roots constantly move the dreams that have not fallen off, allowing them to grow little by little in the repeated disturbances, and then slowly penetrate the most colorful fruits before they fall to the ground, puncturing the dreams in the air.

"The result?"

Andrew was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Professor Aurora.

"That's about right. It actually absorbs those excellent dreams and then generates leaves." Professor Aurora explained, "Those emerald green leaves are condensed from the excellent dreams it thinks, and those light balls come from various emotions and knowledge."

"But what about interaction, Professor Aurora?"

Andrew barely convinced himself that the fruit was not a fruit, and spread his hands to ask another question - the dream maker cannot be said to be useless, but it obviously does not conform to the previously described point of view.

"Please touch your fingers to the leaves, Mr. Andrew, please resist and don't fall into the dream."

Andrew picked up a leaf at random and pointed his index finger at it - he saw many leaves emitting a faint white light.

"Those glowing leaves are the same dream?"

"Yes, this was the initial mode. Later, it became another form of communication. When Elsa became smarter, she could allow many people to enter the same dream at the same time. However, due to its lack of ability, we could only communicate after entering. We could not independently construct dreams or display them. The most we could do was to create a blackboard and some text."

???

No, this is the dream tree, not the online class tree!

Andrew didn't even know how to comment for a moment - he could only say that it was worthy of being a school that had an exchange student program with Hogwarts, and even developed a dream tree for online classes!

If the earth doesn’t explode, there won’t be any holidays!

"Elsa."

"I'm here."

Andrew felt a voice answering him—a soft voice, not spoken directly but felt through the leaves.

He could still sense emotions, she was happy.

But that's the limit.

Just like many wizard creations, Elsa has a temper and some learning ability, but she can never be considered a normal life.

Although it was only their first meeting and only a brief exchange, the power and sense of splicing artificially injected by the wizard could no longer be concealed - this was an herbalist version of an alchemical creature.

"Hello, Elsa."

Executing the Occlumency technique, Andrew conveyed his emotions in a friendly manner.

This was different from what he thought, but relying on the dream series magic and botany that had not been fully developed to create an herbalist life that was comparable to a wizard was a bit too outrageous.

It was fine this way—just a start, not something so high that he couldn't even comprehend it.

Or rather, it would be too outrageous to create an herbal product that he couldn't understand - the differences in the magical world were indeed much greater, but not to the point where each field was as separate as a mountain.

"Can you take me to the dream platform, Elsa?"

Andrew suppressed his emotions and asked in a friendly manner.

(End of this chapter)