Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 44 Voldemort was killed by a gamma-ray cannon.

Murphy: "August 6, 2077. Acid rain. Something strange happened today. A vagrant tried to steal my diary. He hit me, and I was furious. Then, his hand… was twisted off. I don't know what happened. I didn't see anyone, and his hand was suddenly twisted off by something I couldn't see. I was terrified, so I ran away. I heard that guy call me a wizard bastard…"

"I'm almost sixteen, and I heard that the city management company mandates magic power testing when people turn sixteen. Could I... really be a wizard...?"

"I don't want to die..."

"I don't want to die..."

"I don't want to become a wizard..."

journal:"……"

He now believes that something must have happened in this world.

The writer—he/she seems to be around your age, but the despair in those words is unreadable, even in the diary.

He seemed extremely afraid and resistant to becoming a wizard.

Is it because of the situation described in that previous diary entry?

In his current environment, would becoming a wizard mean death?

How could that be?

Has a new witch hunt begun?

Murphy: "September 7, 2077. Strange things are happening one after another. Yesterday I was starving, and suddenly a high-class man's flying car crashed and almost fell. His hamburger fell at my feet."

"Today I encountered a mutated rat. I thought it was going to attack me, but I thought I heard it talking. It said it was in pain and there was something on its stomach. I pulled the stick out for it, and it thanked me and left."

"I recognized the stick... I've seen it in my mother's trunk."

"A magic wand!"

"That's a magic wand!"

"Just by picking it up, I understood that it was a magic wand that once belonged to my mother, my mother's mother, and then came into my hands."

"I am a wizard!"

journal:"……"

This guy actually is a wizard!

So it's probably not entirely a coincidence that he was able to discover himself.

However, this single wand has been passed down through three generations.

Wizards in this world must be having a very tough time.

Murphy: "October 10, 2077. I failed. I just can't use magic like the wizards in those videos!"

"I get it! The spells in those movies were fake. Arasaka Productions would never put real spells in their promotional films! I'm so stupid!"

"I've been experiencing frequent chest pains lately, and I also have a lot of nightmares."

"In a dream, I saw my mother again. She looked at me sadly, and then she turned into a black monster. The monster screamed madly and killed everyone around it... Then I saw the 'Anti-Witch Force' attack helicopters, I saw Vulcan cannons spitting fire, I saw the flash of prism lasers..."

"I remember now. My mother didn't die of illness."

"She was murdered."

"And I will be killed too. Because I am a wizard too. They will find out I am a wizard during my mandatory sixteen-year-old test, and then riddle me with bullets. And I won't even be able to put up any decent resistance."

"Because I don't even know a single spell!"

journal:"……"

A black monster.

Silently?

His mother was a silent person!

In such a witch-hunting era, it was quite normal for wizards to dare not reveal their magic and become Obscures.

But the Muggle "anti-witch forces" were able to easily kill an Obscurial!

The Muggles in this world may be more terrifying than you imagine.

The diary hesitated whether to respond.

If he doesn't respond, this little wizard who writes in his diary is doomed.

Perhaps I could make a deal with him to be resurrected through him?

But after being resurrected, the Muggles in this world are so terrifying, will I be able to handle them?

To be honest, he was a little scared by what this guy had written.

He wrote about nuclear bombs before, didn't he?

Although the diary didn't know what a nuclear bomb was, it could generate tens of thousands of tons of smoke and dust, which was many times more terrifying than the Muggle bombs he had heard of. Even if he made a hundred Horcruxes, they probably couldn't withstand that kind of attack.

The Muggles in this world are utterly insane!

They are even more insane than the Muggles who hunted witches in the 16th century!

Murphy: "November 19, 2077, night. The flow of time is getting weirder and weirder; it's been night all day today."

Murphy: "December 1st, 2077. A wizard has broken into Night City!!"

"This wizard is incredibly powerful, more powerful than any wizard described by Arasaka Company! Even more powerful than the evil wizards in those movies!"

"He used a fire spell and burned down Arasaka Tower!"

"Even the anti-shaman forces can't beat him! He shot down over a dozen helicopters!"

"He used incredibly powerful magic to pierce through the dome!"

"A dozen or so wizards, who seemed to be his followers, also barged in."

"Suddenly I heard his voice! He said he was the Wizarding King, that he had come to rescue all the wizards imprisoned by Muggles, and that he would lead the wizards to rebuild their own nation so that wizards would never again be persecuted by Muggles!"

"I cried with excitement. I hoped he could defeat the Arasaka Corporation, defeat the Military Technology and City Management Corporations, and ideally, wipe them all out! Avenge my mother! Avenge those dead wizards!"

"I've remembered his name!"

"He said his name was Voldemort!"

"Voldemort! The Wizarding King! The Savior!"

"He was engaged in a fierce battle with the Arasaka Company's army. I couldn't sleep, listening to the distant roar from my window. I prayed for his victory."

journal:"!!!!"

Voldemort!

I?!

The Wizard King? The Savior?!

The title of Wizard King is understandable, and even somewhat in line with his ambitions.

But a savior?

I, Tom Riddle, Voldemort, have become the wizard savior?

Uh... it sounds like...

Not bad?

But before he could even be happy about his future self, he saw a new diary entry.

Murphy: "He's dead."

Murphy: "Voldemort is dead."

"Last night, the Arasaka Corporation deployed over a hundred armed helicopters, and the wizards died one after another. Voldemort destroyed many helicopters, but a gamma-ray cannon shot pierced his defenses. He was vaporized."

"Our savior is dead."

journal:"!!?"

I am dead?

What is a gamma-ray cannon?

Those helicopters could take down the Obscurus, but he himself destroyed more than a hundred helicopters, yet he was still killed by a single artillery shell in the end.

Judging from these records, my future self is already incredibly strong; I could easily defeat at least a hundred Obscurus.

It's hard to say whether I can be a hundred times better than I am now, but I should be more than fifty times better.

But Muggles are still stronger than themselves.

No wonder the wizards in this world are so miserable.

Maybe I shouldn't go out.

Murphy: "December 3, 2077. They found Voldemort's Horcrux."

journal:"!!!!????"

Please read on! Please turn to the end, it's really important for this new book~~ Please, everyone~~

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