Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 90 Second Awakening

Joachim wrote in his diary that he hoped to reshape the seed of his soul.

This shows that the Seed of the Mind can still work on him in his ghostly state.

In fact, this can be seen from the fact that even though he and the villagers have become ghosts, they still act in accordance with the constraints of the Seed of the Soul.

Joachim's wand was knocked away by Murphy, leaving him unable to retaliate, and he was struck by Selica's spell.

Unlike other spells that pass directly through its transparent body, this spell struck it squarely.

Joachim froze, his translucent body flickered a few times, then suddenly let out a sigh-like sound, gradually dissipating until he vanished.

Murphy also saw Selica standing outside on a section of collapsed wall.

Big sister, you've finally arrived.

However, it seems that Celica paid a heavy price for releasing this spell, as her body slumped backward and she was about to fall to the ground.

Murphy immediately used his last bit of magic to fly over, grabbed Selica, and Apparated directly to an empty house. As soon as he appeared, everything went black, and he could no longer hold on and fainted.

……

Murphy had a dream.

In his dream, he returned to the past.

He was a graduate of a second-rate university, living in a bustling city that felt strange to him, doing a job to make a living, chatting with colleagues about topics he wasn't interested in, commuting through crowded streets, and going home on streets where he couldn't see the stars.

The routines of life fill every corner, and the unattainable dreams have long since become mottled and rusty.

Music, movies, and games—he filled the ever-expanding hole in his chest with inflated entertainment.

However, anger continues to build.

The beast within him was thin as a rake, yet it roared every day.

He suddenly woke up in the dead of night.

"I still have magic," he told himself.

"Ha." He heard a laugh.

In the darkness, countless mocking eyes and grinning mouths surrounded the scene, as if watching a clown.

"I still have magic."

He drew his wand; everything was an illusion, and he didn't care.

He cared nothing for fame, fortune, or status in this world, nor did he care about the admiration, contempt, love, or disgust of others.

As long as I have magic.

This is his deepest secret, his greatest pride, and the mark that sustains his existence in the world, distinguishing him from others.

This is the only proof that makes it a unique and authentic piece, rather than a counterfeit imitating others.

So he waved his wand.

"Levio..."

However, for some reason, he couldn't utter the last syllable of the spell no matter what he tried, as if something was stuck in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't finish the last syllable.

Even more terrifying was that the wand in his hand seemed to be under immense pressure, cracking inch by inch, from which magical light overflowed, eventually shattering completely.

"No! No!"

Do not! !

In my dream, an unprecedented and immense anger rose within me.

No! I cannot accept this outcome!

I need to recite that incantation!

I'm going to use that magic!

I will make it happen!

Even if it doesn't conform to any rules, even if I've lost all my support, even if the whole world is hindering its occurrence.

Even if it costs me everything!

"Levy! O! Sa!"

……

The zombie villagers searched everywhere, from house to house, vowing to find the madman who had killed more than half the villagers and the outsider who had killed the poor Dr. Joachim, and then burn him at the stake.

Suddenly, a bright beam of light shot into the sky from a house on the edge of the village, followed by the deafening, almost delirious voice of the madman.

"Levy! O! Sa!"

boom!

The beam of light suddenly exploded, ripples spreading outwards. Wherever it passed, dust, pebbles, and even villagers seemed to be freed from the constraints of gravity and floated upwards.

With a creaking sound, the houses at the center of the light twisted and turned, tiles floated up, glass shattered, and broken window frames and bricks drifted slowly but steadily toward the sky.

Then, as if giants had uprooted those houses from the ground, their foundations cracked and they began to float.

"What happened?"

"Was there an earthquake?!"

"Divine retribution! This must be God's punishment for our sins!"

The villagers screamed in panic, but at that moment, the power suddenly dissipated.

Then, with a series of thuds, everyone fell to the ground again, and were then covered in dust and stones as they fell from the sky.

……

Meanwhile, Murphy also woke up.

He lay on the ground, breathing heavily, his right hand half-raised in the air as if holding a magic wand.

But the wand was still floating about half a meter away from him, and Selica was there too, her eyes closed, as if she had fainted, her body slowly spinning in the air.

Everything around them was floating upwards.

"This is……"

Before he could figure it out, it was as if some force had been withdrawn, and the previously floating object suddenly regained its gravity and began to fall again.

Murphy reacted quickly, extending one leg to cushion Selica's fall and prevent her from hitting her head.

"Boom!"

The house's immense weight slammed into the ground, causing it to tremble. Then, with a crack, the beams broke, and the roof looked like it was about to collapse.

Murphy reached out, and his wand flew into his hand automatically. "Protect Me!"

"Bang!"

Wooden pillars and tiles were spread out by a golden sphere, creating a circular area in the ruins.

Murphy stood up from the center of the circle and put Selica aside.

"I caused this? What is this? A second awakening?"

He held the wand and suddenly felt a strange sensation, as if a power was surging through his body and fingertips, and that he would receive a response whenever he summoned it.

"Is this magic? This is so powerful..."

Upon arriving in this world, he truly felt the presence of magic. It was no longer a cold and aloof ice queen, but had become a kind and gentle friend who could always stand behind him and offer help when necessary.

"My privileges have been upgraded?"

Although he didn't know why, it seemed that he had gained some kind of magical "recognition".

He immediately tried a few spells, and they were indeed easier and more powerful than before.

But why is that?

Could it be because of that strange, montage-like dream?

If not, is it because the battle with Joachim drained his magic power, pushing him to his limit? Has his potential increased?

Or perhaps he had grasped the secrets of casting spells without a staff before that?

Murphy thought for a moment, then tucked his wand back into his sleeve, stretched out a hand, and pointed it at a piece of broken tile. "Leviathan!"

Nothing happened.

It seems his wandless spellcasting is currently limited to being able to recall his wand at any time...

It's better than nothing, to say the least.

However, practice makes perfect. Since you can use the Summoning Charm on a wand, it shouldn't be too difficult to use it on other things. Once you master the Summoning Charm, will the Levitation Charm or other spells still be difficult?

My magic has increased, and I've learned to cast spells without a staff. Even if I can't find the Seed of the Mind, this trip has been worthwhile.

But speaking of which, how did Joachim get killed by Serica?

He returned to the circle formed by the armor charm, looked at Selika who was still lying there, patted her cheek, and checked her breathing and pulse, then paused for a moment.

Is this girl... dead?

(End of this chapter)