Spellcasting Gods

"Maybe! Oh, I almost forgot, I have a little gift for you." As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took out a glass container filled with a mysterious black substance from his magic pouch.

Upon seeing this, the Death Eater responsible for pushing the cart quickly took it and delivered it to its master.

Voldemort raised his deformed arm and gently touched it, his eyes immediately gleaming with an unusual light: "Energy! I sense powerful magical energy! What is this?"

"It's a product obtained accidentally during an experiment. If you use it during a resurrection ritual, the total amount of magic power stored in your body will be greatly increased," Zhang Cheng explained calmly.

“Excellent! Very good! I am very satisfied with your little gift. In return, I have decided to teach you the theory of creating Horcruxes.” Voldemort grabbed his wand, pointed it at his head, and pulled out a faint, silvery-white thread.

It goes without saying that once this thread containing memories is placed into the Pensieve, he can personally experience the process of learning to create Horcruxes...

Chapter 0762 A Complex Soul

Horcrux!

The unique necromancy technique of splitting one's own soul through killing in special ways is also the reason why Voldemort dared to boldly claim that he had conquered the root of death.

However, in the original story, this magic was always simply described as cruel and evil, and Voldemort was even labeled as someone who did not understand "love," as if he was not a person at all and had no human thoughts or feelings.

But actually?

Horcruxes are actually a highly sophisticated and profound form of magic, completely unrelated to good or evil; they are merely a means of escaping death by deceiving the rules of death.

The theory is quite simple: at the moment of killing the opponent, the rules of death mistakenly determine that the one who died was the caster.

In this way, the spellcaster can be temporarily excluded from the rules of death, and be in a state between the living and the dead, until someone directly destroys the Horcrux. Otherwise, even if the caster is killed, they can be resurrected again and again.

It must be said that the wizard who invented magic was a genius, truly seeing through the great power hidden beneath the surface of death, a power that mortals could hardly comprehend.

The problem is that it's not easy to repeatedly deceive the rules of death.

Aside from the Dark Lord, there is no one else who can create more than two Horcruxes.

But he discovered a completely new way to circumvent the rules of death: putting the target into a state of extreme pain, fear, and despair before killing them.

These powerful negative emotions that erupt before death can please the rules of death, or more precisely, attract the attention of the rules of death, thereby completing the creation of the Horcrux.

……

Exiting the Pensieve, Zhang Cheng closed his eyes and silently recalled everything he had just seen. Finally, he smiled and murmured to himself, "So that's how it is. So this is a Horcrux. This is the omnipresent rule of death."

“Great master, Miss Granger has been waiting for you in the living room for a long time,” Dobby quickly stepped forward and whispered a reminder.

"It's alright, let her wait a little longer. You have to understand, for young girls this age, nothing excites them more than having strong expectations." Zhang Cheng waved his hand dismissively, then picked up a weapon and cast a deadly instant-kill spell on a rat in a cage.

moment!

The poor rat's soul was brutally ripped out, but unfortunately, he failed to create the corresponding Horcrux.

Clearly, in this game that deceives the rules of death, killing must be equal.

In other words, if the spellcaster is human, then he must kill humans to create soul fragments; killing other animals will not attract the attention of the rules of death.

"Interesting, this is really interesting. Is this the power of the rules of death?" Zhang Cheng stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

Although it was only for less than a hundredth of a second, he truly felt the omnipresent death, a supreme principle that transcends all known powers, a final destruction and death that even the entire universe cannot escape.

Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to imitate Voldemort and split his own soul to create so-called Horcruxes; doing so would be no different from self-castration.

While it may seem that splitting one's soul does not affect a wizard's spellcasting ability, in reality, from the moment one splits their own soul, they have already gone astray.

In fact, the soul that constitutes a person is extremely complex. According to the understanding of the continent of Faerûn, every soul is composed of two opposing energies: mortal and transcendent.

As the name suggests, mortal nature refers to the characteristics possessed by mortals, such as emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as well as greed, desire, and impulse. All of these combined constitute the complex and ever-changing soul of mortals.

In contrast, the part referred to as extraordinary refers to the fearlessness and courage shown by heroes when facing danger and difficulties. They unleash a powerful force that even the gods admire in order to defend what they believe to be right.

However, extraordinary power is usually hidden very deeply, and only a very few people can discover it and use it to create one miracle after another.

Legend has it that somewhere in the distant universe, a mad sorcerer once attempted to strip away his mortal nature, retaining only his extraordinary aspects, so that he could become a being greater than the gods.

But the result was that his mortal nature, stripped away, formed one clone after another, which eventually disappeared forever in the process of fighting each other.

To date, Zhang Cheng has never seen anyone dare to boast that they understand the soul; even the most powerful creator would not dare to say such a thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh regretfully: "Alas, it seems that I am still too ignorant in the face of the vast amount of knowledge."

The words had barely left his mouth!

He fired a disintegration ray, breaking down the Pensieve and its contents into green residue, then snapped his fingers and disappeared.

When Dobby, the house-elf, saw his owner leave, he quickly began cleaning up the trash and experimental debris left in the basement.

Meanwhile, Hermione, who had been waiting on the sofa in the first-floor living room for a long time, immediately stood up, raised her notebook, and shouted excitedly, "Professor! I found it!"

"Oh? What did you find?" Zhang Cheng, who had just been teleported over, pursed his lips and asked with interest.

“A pattern! I’ve found two common patterns in these seemingly chaotic experimental subjects,” Hermione replied, rubbing her dry eyes.

In order to do this job well, she has been staying up late recently, which has resulted in severe dark circles under her eyes and made her look quite haggard.

"Go ahead and speak, I'm listening." Zhang Cheng picked up the teapot, poured hot tea into a measuring cup, and pushed one of the cups towards the girl.

Hermione picked up the glass, took a small sip, then opened her notebook and explained rapidly, "You see, firstly, almost seventy percent of the test subjects showed benign mutations, albeit very slight. However, blood tests indicate that these mutations persist over time until a certain critical point, and the degree of increase seems to be related to the individual's subjective will. Secondly, I discovered that a small percentage of men experienced more drastic changes than others, and the duration was shorter, as if it had suddenly erupted."

Undoubtedly, she was unaware that the names represented by symbols on the experimental record were actually Hogwarts students.

"A sudden outbreak?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously took the document and flipped through it, quickly matching the names of several people in his mind, one of whom was the unlucky guy who died unexpectedly in the mutation.

Moreover, they all share a very obvious common characteristic: they are often bullied by their classmates in school.

If Hermione's deduction is correct, the root cause of the mutations in these test subjects should be external stimuli, or the result of the explosion of pent-up dissatisfaction and resentment.

This means that the power of creation is actually a force that causes the host to mutate or strengthen their own abilities, influenced by both subjective will and the environment...

Chapter 0763 The Plan to Destroy the World

"Well done, you certainly didn't disappoint me."

After a long silence, Zhang Cheng's first words were to praise the girl's efforts.

Although, strictly speaking, he was not a qualified leader and did not care much about power, which was dependent on the social system, he still knew how to win people's hearts, especially a naive and ignorant young woman who was full of unrealistic fantasies about herself.

"Thank you! What do I need to do next?" Hermione, feeling affirmed, mustered her spirits and was eager to prove her worth.

Because compared to her peers whose minds are filled with so-called "romantic" ideas about love, she prefers the way she interacts now, which is to use her intelligence to help the other person achieve their wishes.

"Next? Heh." Zhang Cheng shook his head with a smile. "Next, all you have to do is get a good night's sleep and wait for Hogwarts to start."

"Rest? But I'm not..."

"Shh! Don't push yourself. Now close your eyes and relax. I'm going to impart some interesting knowledge to you. All you have to do is learn it in your dreams and eventually master it. Only after you've learned these things will you be qualified to become my real assistant."

Before the girl could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng leaned close to her ear and whispered. The hot breath he exhaled made the girl feel intoxicated and unable to extricate herself, and even her breathing became rapid.

After about two or three minutes, her consciousness began to fade, and she eventually fell into a deep sleep in the other person's arms.

Hypnotize your target through simple actions and verbal suggestions!

This is the most basic application of psychic abilities. If operated properly, the target will not resist in the slightest; instead, they will completely lose themselves.

Of course, Zhang Cheng did not use simple hypnosis; he also instilled a lot of important related knowledge into the brain.

Just as he finished all this and carried Hermione back to her room, Lucius suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor and asked in a puzzled voice, "My lord, is a mere Mudblood worth so much effort from you? I assure you, if you had such a need, many pure-blood noble families would be willing to send their most beloved daughters."

"It seems you don't understand anything, do you?" Zhang Cheng gave the other person a meaningful look. "Why do you think I treat Miss Granger differently? Is it just because she's pretty and cute? No, I'm not that superficial. In some aspects, her talents far surpass those of any pure-blood wizard. You know, with the development of technology in the ordinary world, magic is no longer just a simple mysticism, but a power that can be explained by science."

“I don’t understand what this has to do with Granger.” Lucius frowned instinctively.

After all, the British magical world is currently divided into two factions vying for power and interests: one is the pure-blood noble faction, and the other is the commoner faction, which is mixed with a large number of ordinary people.

As a representative of the aristocratic faction, he naturally hoped that the people he was loyal to would stand entirely on the side of the aristocracy and suppress the commoners, led by Dumbledore.

"It's very relevant! Because the ordinary world has discovered countless mysteries through scientific research, some of which have even surpassed those of wizards. To give a simple example, have you heard that the ordinary world has discovered something called genes? Simply put, it's a special compound that exists in everyone's body, storing all the information about life, race, blood type, conception, growth, and death. In principle, it can even be altered through artificial intervention. Do you know what that means?" Zhang Cheng asked with a half-smile.

Lucius was clearly not an idiot; his face immediately darkened, and he gritted his teeth as he replied, "I know! This means that the nobility's theory of bloodline will become a joke!"

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly: "That's right! Remember, my friend, while bloodline may give children from noble families a higher starting point, it doesn't guarantee them ultimate victory. I hope you tell all the nobles to discard the arrogance they've maintained for thousands of years, open their eyes, and rediscover the world. A great transformation will happen soon. I promise you will gain the knowledge, power, and rights you've always dreamed of, but whether you can retain them in the future depends on your own efforts."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lucius couldn't help but ask the question that had been weighing on his mind.

"It's simple! I want to start a war to completely eliminate the numerical advantage of ordinary people, allowing wizards to once again control the world and establish a true magical civilization. To achieve this goal, we must unite everyone we can, including the Mudbloods who are looked down upon by the nobles. Only in this way can we have a sufficient population advantage to slowly enslave, assimilate, and absorb the ordinary people who survived the great war." Zhang Cheng coldly revealed the insane plan he had in mind.

Although no one said how many people would die in the war, Lucius couldn't help but shudder, his eyes revealing undisguised shock and fear.

It's important to know that population size has always been a weakness for wizards. For example, the entire British wizarding community combined might not even be able to muster 10,000 people.

If you want to use such a small population to digest and absorb tens or hundreds of millions of ordinary people, you would have to eliminate at least 95 percent of them, which is more than 57 million people, leaving only a pitiful fraction.

This kind of genocidal massacre is something he wouldn't even dare to think about, let alone Voldemort and the Dark Lords of all time.

Hahaha! You're scared, my friend!

Relax. Civilization is something that is always easier to destroy than to build.

In the past, killing billions of ordinary people around the world might have been quite troublesome, and even using some magical plagues would take hundreds of years.

However, with the development of science and technology, ordinary people have invented countless more powerful and effective weapons to destroy themselves.

It won't take long, just a few months to a year, for more than 90 percent of the population to die in a thermonuclear war. We only need to deal with the surviving high-ranking officials, and then we can regain ownership of the entire world.

At that time, ordinary people will sacrifice their humble lives as slaves to rebuild the world.

Once the reconstruction is complete, only wizards will remain in the world.

So, isn't my plan perfect?

After all, getting those foolish ordinary people to launch nuclear weapons and destroy each other would be effortless for us.

As he said these words, Zhang Cheng's eyes gleamed with madness and destruction, showing absolutely no hesitation, guilt, or bewilderment.

“The Malfoy family would be honored to contribute to your great plan.” Lucius bowed deeply, his whole body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Only then did he realize what a huge mistake he had made, naively believing that the other person was a kind and easy-going person.

He is clearly a madman who appears gentle and refined on the outside, but is a hundred times more terrifying than anyone else on the inside!

Compared to Zhang Cheng, Voldemort, who is so famous that no one dares to even mention his name, is as harmless as a little white rabbit!

Chapter 0764 The Most Important Year

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the enjoyable summer vacation has passed, and the students of Hogwarts have ushered in a new term.