Fairy Tail: I Am the God

Hermione, an 11-year-old girl, will truly have to drift along without the plot's advantage.

"Let's see how the plot unfolds."

Grey, now a snow eagle, glanced back at the three of them talking, then spread his wings and soared away.

One afternoon, Grey was so preoccupied with Hermione that he was somewhat distracted while reading.

In the evening, Gray walked through the corridor and entered the Great Hall.

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, four long dining tables are occupied by the four houses.

Gray, dressed in a black robe, glanced at the students gathered there, preparing to eat, and then sat down in the instructor's seat with a smile.

Harry finished his pudding in a few bites, only to realize that Hermione next to him hadn't touched her chopsticks at all.

Seeing this unexpected scene, Harry was a little puzzled and said:

"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"

"Harry, do you think the Philosopher's Stone we're looking for might be on this person?"

Hermione asked Harry, completely ignoring Ron beside her.

Feeling ignored, Ron put down his chicken leg, realizing he couldn't stay silent any longer.

"Hermione, didn't you say that the Philosopher's Stone was extremely precious and would definitely be hidden in the safest place? We've never heard of this overly mysterious young professor. How could the Philosopher's Stone possibly be in his possession!"

Ron had a knowing look on his face, but his feigned knowledge made Hermione roll her eyes.

"What do you know? It's precisely because we've never seen him that he's the prime suspect! I suspect the disappearance of the Philosopher's Stone is related to this person, perhaps..."

Halfway through her speech, Hermione suddenly frowned and didn't want to continue.

Harry and his companion, who were waiting to hear the truth, couldn't help but urge him on:

"Perhaps what? Go on!"

Under their persistent questioning, Hermione rubbed her cheeks helplessly and remained silent for a moment before finally speaking:

"Perhaps, this person is just like me!"

"The same as you?" Harry and his companion, who thought they were about to get an answer, were even more confused when they heard this answer.

Hermione is an 11-year-old first-year student, while Grey is a mysterious and enigmatic professor from elsewhere.

No matter how you look at it, these two people are almost impossible to be the same.

Seeing the two of them looking completely puzzled, Hermione simply lowered her head and ate her food, offering no explanation whatsoever.

Some things, once you understand them, you understand them; if you don't understand them, explaining them won't make them clear.

As Hermione ate her mashed potatoes, she secretly glanced at Grey in the tutor's seat, just like Grey had looked at Dumbledore on the first day of school.

There was scrutiny, doubt, and astonishment.

Under such complex gazes, Gray, sitting in the teacher's seat, immediately noticed the anomaly.

Then, remembering Dumbledore's smile, he tilted his head slightly and gave Hermione a gentle smile with his kindest expression.

...!

Without saying a word, that smile alone startled Hermione.

Unlike the eye contact between Gray and Dumbledore, Gray himself did not feel much fear at that time.

Hermione, on the other hand, was completely like a lamb to the slaughter, and was almost scared to tears by Grey.

"What's going on? Why such a strong reaction!"

Grey, who was trying to be kind, felt uneasy when he saw Hermione's face turn pale with fright.

Just seconds before, he was still thinking about how to learn about this special reincarnator.

But look at Hermione's reaction at this moment; she is clearly more frightened than surprised.

"How is it, isn't it very good?"

A whisper reached his ear, and Gray looked up to see Dumbledore's white beard.

"What's good?"

Upon seeing that it was Dumbledore, Gray began to play dumb.

Dumbledore is different from Hermione, who is just a nobody, while Dumbledore is a behemoth to him.

Regardless of Dumbledore's identity, Grey was determined to think things through carefully before acting.

Because, over the course of those four months, Grey became increasingly suspicious that Dumbledore had either been transported by time traveler or replaced by something else.

"I've been watching that little guy for a while now. This story is likely to be especially exciting!"

Dumbledore smiled mysteriously, picked up his wine glass, and returned to his seat.

Gray lowered his head and remained silent, recalling Dumbledore's words, and fell into silence for a moment.

Dumbledore noticed something unusual about Hermione, and Grey wasn't surprised by that.

In any case, Dumbledore was the headmaster of Hogwarts, and few things in the school could fool him.

Therefore, what Gray suspected was Dumbledore's motives.

Why did Dumbledore remain so calm and composed after he saw the problem with Hermione?

"This story will be exceptionally exciting. What does this sentence mean? Did Dumbledore just say it offhand, or is it a premonition to me?"

And judging from Dumbledore's tone, it seemed he had no objection to Hermione's unusual behavior, just as he did with me; in fact, he seemed quite pleased!

Gray thought of more things, but the whole game remained shrouded in mystery, making it difficult to see clearly.

As far as Gray knows, Hermione is a reincarnator.

Whether Dumbledore was transported to another time or replaced by something else remains to be seen, and more clues are needed to answer this question.

However, through this conversation, Gray became more inclined to believe that Dumbledore had been replaced by an old monster.

The reason for this idea was that Gray knew that language was a very deep mystery.

The Dumbledore before me, apart from not matching the plot, was flawless in every move, even his control over magic was the same.

This shows that whatever replaces Dumbledore is an absolutely terrifying existence.

"That old monster... thinking about it now is truly terrifying!"

Grey shook his head with a sigh, glancing down at Hermione below as he thought to himself:

"Let me test your identity first."

Chapter 267, This Main God's Power is a Bit Weak. (Second Update)

They wolfed down their food and drank heartily, and more than half an hour passed.

By this time, about a third of the students in the hall had left, and Hermione and Ron were among them.

"Professor Gray, it's been a long time."

Professor Quirrell, wearing a new headscarf, saw Gray finish his meal and, as if recognizing a kindred spirit, extended an invitation:

“I’ve collected a few new headscarves, Professor Gray. Would you be interested in coming with me to admire them?”

Snapped...

The spoon in his hand was violently thrown onto the plate with a crisp sound.

Gray looked up at Professor Quirrell, then pushed back his chair and walked toward the corridor.

"What's there to appreciate? No, no, it's too ugly."

He pushed back his chair and left with an air of nonchalance, leaving Professor Quirrell dumbfounded.

Along the way, they passed through several corridors, ignoring a few wandering ghosts.

Gray strode confidently toward the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor.

"Password..."

Above the door to the Gryffindor common room hung a portrait of the fat lady, who glared at Wu Ming as he approached.

Unlike the two stone statues in front of the principal's office, which possess fighting power.

The portrait of the fat lady here is only responsible for receiving commands to open the door; it has no combat power of its own.

After giving the password, the plump lady tilted her head and thought for a moment before slowly opening the door.

Gray looked with interest at the permanent magic cast upon the portrait of the fat lady.

It was eventually discovered that the fat woman in the portrait was the key to the door, and without her confirmation, one would never have been able to enter the lounge.

Of course, "cannot get in" here simply refers to normal methods.

If she were to force her way in, a simple blasting spell would be enough to break through the image's obstruction, leaving the fat lady with no chance to fight back.

Grey stepped into the Gryffindor common room.

The Gryffindor common room is a large, cozy room with a fireplace and many sofas.

Harry and Ron were holding a box of pastries, their mouths full of crumbs.