Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 43, Diary: Today is 2077

In the secret room, Murphy brought Alex in again.

Before them lay Riddle's diary.

Previously, because he had obtained the Thorn Oath spell, Murphy hadn't had time to delve deeper into the diary's abilities.

There was no mention of learning black magic or anything like that.

Now is the time.

However, before that, he must ensure that he takes the lead in communicating with the diary.

Murphy hadn't forgotten that this was an extremely dangerous dark magic artifact, and to use it, rather than be used by it, one had to understand it well enough. Therefore, he felt it necessary to test the diary's abilities.

Murphy continued to have Alex write, then threw the diary into the water. After a few minutes, he retrieved it and had Alex write: "Diary, how are you feeling?"

Diary entry: "I don't understand what you mean."

He then placed the diary over the fire for a few more minutes and asked, "Diary, do you feel anything?"

Diary entry: "What should I be feeling?"

It seems this guy doesn't have temperature receptors.

Murphy handed Alex a hammer. "Come on, smash it in the face."

Alex: "..."

It's just a notebook, what did it do to you?

But he did as he was told and hammered it a few times, and the diary remained undamaged.

Murphy then rubbed the notebook cover several times with a steel wool pad, and continued, "Diary, how do you feel?"

Diary entry: "I feel nothing."

Murphy took out a small notebook and wrote: "Conclusion: No sense of touch."

Next, Murphy confirmed that the diary had no hearing by verbal abuse and noise stimulation, that it had no taste by soaking in salt water and bathing in chili water, and that it had no smell by using Alex's stinky fart.

Murphy ultimately concluded that Riddle's diary did not contain the five senses.

During this time, Alex watched Murphy frantically torment the laptop and couldn't help but wonder if his employer had some kind of perverted hobby.

This is a thoughtful diary. If it knew someone was treating it like this, wouldn't it be furious?

So, that's why you use the name Lucius?

After the last trial, Murphy became famous in the wizarding world, and Alex Wood naturally learned that his real name was not Peter Parker.

He later read in the Daily Prophet that a Muggle-born wizard said that Peter Parker was actually the name of a Muggle comic book protagonist.

"........."

This time, the silence in the diary lasted ten times longer.

The final answer was still: "343400".

Yo!

墨菲兴奋了起来，「1乘2乘3乘4一直乘到2008，乘积的末尾有多少个0？」

「… … … … … … … … … … 」

The diary entry got stuck for a long time before finally displaying the line: "I don't know."

Fine.

Murphy was hoping it would be a notebook-type supercomputer, but it seems he was overthinking it.

Summary: The individual exhibits a lack of five senses, disordered time perception, average comprehension and logical abilities, and moderate calculation skills, but possesses a substantial knowledge base. Therefore, this individual can be used as a tool for information retrieval.

With the testing nearly complete, Murphy decided to get down to business.

He dismissed the bewildered Alex, then picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote, "Hello, diary."

The diary didn't react, probably because Alex's handwriting is different from Murphy's, or maybe because the oil-based pen ink is difficult to absorb.

Murphy continued, "Today is April 21, 2077. It's a cloudy day because the Arasaka Corporation has dropped another tactical nuclear bomb on a survivor village that is said to be inhabited by wizards. Thousands of tons of radioactive fallout have been blown into the sky, and it will take more than a month for them to completely drift over the dome. It's going to get a bit cold here."

journal:"……"

What the hell is this? What the hell is this written?

Murphy: "Today, another day of scavenging. I found this notebook in some ruins. It looks quite old. It's strange, because we don't use pens and paper to record things anymore. But I like it very much, and I also found this pen. Maybe I can get some money by selling it to an antique dealer."

"I've tested it. This notebook is not afraid of being submerged in water or burned by fire. It must have some secret. I've decided to keep it."

"I've read about the world before the war in some materials. People in that world sometimes used precious virgin wood pulp to make paper for writing. I never imagined I'd have the chance to use such a luxury. Heavenly Mother, can you see? I'm writing on real paper!"

journal:"……"

Is this a novel being written?

How could paper become expensive?

Moreover, what is a great war? Is there another war in the Muggle world?

Murphy: "Today is May 2nd, 2077. The weather is still overcast. The radioactive dust hasn't passed yet, and the city management company has issued a notice telling everyone to stay home and avoid going out as much as possible."

journal:"……"

No way, you're kidding me, you just wrote April 21st!

Murphy: "June 35, 2077. Heavy snow. Today they livestreamed the shooting of a girl. Because she was found to be a witch."

journal:"……"

It's getting more and more chaotic, isn't it!

What the heck is number 35?!

And what kind of heavy snow is expected in June?

However, the scribe's last sentence made the diary instinctively feel a slight sense of panic.

What does that mean?

Did a Muggle kill a wizard?

Why?

Please read on!!