Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 42 Sorry, I'm not human anymore.

A few days later, Celica excitedly found Murphy. "I've already tested it, the spell is real, it works! Try it on me."

"To you?"

"Yes, don't worry. For the caster, it can be dispelled at any time, and I can also dispel it myself with a dispelling spell."

Even so, judging from your excited little eyes...

You really are a masochist, aren't you?

"How exactly do I use it?"

"I'll make a vow, and then you just need to recite the incantation. What kind of vow do you want me to make?"

Murphy had intended to use a vow like "to keep the secret forever," but what came out of his mouth was: "I swear I will never disobey Murphy's orders."

Selica blinked, her face flushing red, but Murphy remained calm and composed, as if it were just a normal vow. "What's wrong?"

"Okay, fine..."

"I, I swear, I will never, cough cough, disobey Murphy's orders."

"A vow made amidst thorns!"

Murphy immediately cast a spell, and a surge of magic erupted from his wand, piercing Selica's chest like an arrow and locking her in place as if anchored.

Murphy felt that he had a certain degree of control over the person in front of him.

He immediately realized that Voldemort's explanation of the spell's effects was incomplete. In fact, it wasn't just that the other party would be punished for breaking their oath, but that he could punish them whenever he wanted.

What kind of sadistic curse is this?!

That's insane!

But I like it!

"Now let's test the spell's effect," Murphy said. "First command: you are not allowed to use a dispelling spell on yourself or use any other method to break the Thorn Oath."

Selica: "Huh? Huh?!?!"

Selica was shocked. Could this really be done?

In an instant, Selica was filled with fear.

Was I scammed?

What should I do if he does something to me?

"Why don't you try and see if you can use the dispelling spell on yourself?"

Celica took out her wand, pointed it at herself, and prepared to use the spell to stop the spell. "Spell... Ah!"

Before she could finish the spell, Selica felt a sharp pain erupt from her chest, as if countless thorns and vines were writhing inside her, instantly draining her of all strength. She collapsed to the ground, her wand falling to the floor.

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

Murphy was also somewhat surprised; was the spell really that effective?

Moreover, it turns out that this method can actually bypass its flaws.

Even though he only cast the spell on the oath of "not disobeying Murphy's orders" and not on the oath of "not using a breaking spell to break one's own oath," the latter took effect automatically because it fell under the former's "commands"!

Although the spell can only control the person who made the vow and cannot prevent other wizards from breaking the spell on him, Murphy saw a possibility similar to a "stack" in it.

He suddenly had a brilliant idea.

What would happen if Serica were ordered to obey another person's orders?

Will all of the second person's commands automatically become the Thorn Oath and take effect?

What happens if the second person's order conflicts with your own?

Or perhaps, should Selika obey her own commands? Could she break the thorn oath?

However, these are just thoughts. Using Celica for experiments at this moment is too inhumane. If a conflict of orders leads to the death of the subject, wouldn't Alex fight to the death?

I'll try it again when the Spell Research Institute is established.

Murphy waved his wand, withdrawing the magic that connected him and Selica.

At this moment, he realized that this control was not without cost to the controller; the caster needed to allocate a portion of their own magic to maintain the channel of control.

With his current magical power, he may not be able to control too many people.

"That spell was terrifying!" Celica felt the eerie magic that had been binding her dissipate. Still shaken, she glared at Murphy, a little annoyed. "You're so mean!"

"How are you? Are you hurt?"

"No, it's just that my chest hurts so much." Celica pressed her large pectoral muscles, looking very aggrieved. "I almost thought I was going to die just now."

"This spell is indeed very dangerous. You must remember to keep it a secret and not let anyone else know."

"Of course I know, you don't need to tell me!"

"Huh?" Murphy glared at her. "What kind of tone is that?"

"Oh, I... I know."

Selica obediently changed her tune, then secretly glanced at Murphy. Seeing that he wasn't angry, she asked, "Murphy, do you want to be the king of Muggles?"

king?

What era are we living in? Still talking about kings?

Do I look that boring?

"But using this spell on Muggles is against the Muggle Protection Act, you know?" Celica warned.

"The Muggle Protection Act," Murphy said with a strange expression. "Selica, do you think Muggles are more powerful or wizards?"

"Are wizards powerful?" Selica replied.

After all, wizards know many spells, but Muggles cannot use magic.

"If that's the case, why is there a law of secrecy regarding wizarding? Why are we hiding?"

"Are those Muggles powerful?"

"If that's the case, why bother with the 'Muggle Protection Act'? We can't even beat them ourselves, yet we want to protect them? It's like endangered wild tigers feeling threatened, so they legislate to protect humans—isn't that ridiculous?"

"But, but..." Celica instinctively felt that Murphy was wrong, but she couldn't find any logical flaws in his statement.

"Selica, wizards are the ones who need protection. Compared to Muggles, wizards are weaker. Don't forget that. If you think you're stronger than humans just because you have fangs and claws, then it's only a matter of time before you're skinned alive."

"But didn't you want to use this spell to rule over Muggles?"

"Why should we rule? How can a weak person, at least for now, rule a powerful group? This spell is just a little trick to avoid some unnecessary trouble, just to prevent us from facing pressure from wizards or Muggle society too early."

"So, you're still going to use this spell on Muggles, right?"

"right."

"This isn't right. I thought you were a good person..."

I also want to be a good person, but if being a good person means suffering losses, then I'm sorry, I won't be a good person anymore.

"Think of it this way: if you use this spell on Muggles, they might suffer a little, but I'll be protected. If you don't use it, they'll be safe, but I'll be in danger. Which do you choose?"

"..." Celica paused for a moment, "Isn't there a way to ensure that no one gets hurt?"

"Yes, as long as they are willing to keep the secret, that will be enough. That's why I want Hel's Heart Seed, but whether I can find it depends on you."

Selika was completely unaware that she was being manipulated; she felt a great responsibility, thinking, "I will definitely find that spell!"

However, after Murphy finished speaking, Selica's agitated mind calmed down a little.

Uh, something seems off.

Hel's Seed of the Heart seems to be a dark magic even more terrifying than the Oath of Thorns!

Why do I believe everything Murphy says so easily?

He's clearly lying, isn't he?

Please read on!

(End of this chapter)