The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

“Tifania, Henrietta, that’s not what I meant.” Louise was clearly anxious when she saw the two crying.

At this moment, the strong maid stepped forward and said, "As long as I can continue to be with Mr. Simon, I don't mind being his lover."

The blue-haired girl beside her, who had been silent but staring intently at Ximo, nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere instantly became somewhat awkward, at least that's what Simo thought. Looking at Louise, who seemed at a loss and didn't know what to say, Simo wanted to say something to ease the tension, but he didn't know what to say because he really couldn't understand the situation.

Just then, the girls looked at each other, winked, and then each of them laughed happily.

The shared wait of over 40,000 years has long since eliminated the deep barriers that once stood between them.

No matter how different their social statuses were, whether they were nobles or commoners, humans or other races, and regardless of when they met each other, they had long since made up their minds for the same hope: that the person they loved could return!

This time, let's all be together and live happily ever after!

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46.Doppelganger

Looking at the girls' carefree smiles, Simo felt a sense of happiness for no reason. Although he was meeting some of them for the first time, a strange sense of familiarity lingered in his heart, drawing him closer to them and causing him to unconsciously lower his guard.

"Hey, Louise," Siesta trotted over to Louise, then cautiously glanced at Seamus and whispered, "Is he really Mr. Talent? He seems so different."

“Don’t worry, Siesta. You can’t tell the difference between souls because you don’t understand magic, but I’ve already confirmed it. He is Saito. Souls can’t be faked!” Louise said firmly.

Hearing Louise's confident assurance, Siesta clutched her chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Since you've said so, Louise, then it can't be wrong, right?"

"Don't worry, Siesta. As a user of nothingness, I can also sense that this is Mr. Saito." At this moment, the elven girl also rushed over and whispered in Siesta's ear, and the latter cast a grateful look at the former.

Simo didn't hear their conversation. He assumed the girls were having a private chat, so he gentlemanly refrained from eavesdropping. How could a "knight" openly inquire about a "princess's" secrets? But then, an unexpected event occurred.

Louise!

Suddenly, Louise collapsed to her knees, gasping for breath, and everyone quickly surrounded her.

"Louise, how are you? Are you alright?" Seamus asked anxiously.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little exhausted," replied the blue-haired Tabasa. Her calm demeanor made it impossible to tell how serious the situation was.

Then Simo heard Tabassa ask, "Louise, how long have you been here?"

"Well, not long ago." Louise's answer was unusually weak.

"Next, there are still ceremonies to prepare. Go back and rest."

After saying that, Tabasa patted Louise's head. Louise nodded helplessly, closed her eyes, and then her hair turned back to its original pink color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tiffany and Henrietta immediately stepped forward and began casting healing magic on Louise, while Siesta and Tabasa gently embraced her.

Seamus could only watch helplessly and worriedly as he watched all this unfold, because he didn't know what had happened to Louise, and most importantly, he didn't know healing magic.

Fortunately, it seemed that Louise was really alright, and she soon opened her eyes again, which made Simo breathe a sigh of relief.

Louise, who had stood up again, still looked a little tired, but she still insisted on stepping forward and tightly grasping Seamus's left hand: "Come on, let's go. We've waited too long for this day."

This time, the girls didn't say much. Instead, they closely protected Louise and Seamus, pulling Seamus forward.

On the way, Seamus tried to ask Louise where she was taking him and what they were going to do with him.

However, Louise did not give a definite answer; she simply shook her head and said, "You'll find out soon enough."

Out of curiosity and trust, Simo didn't say much, but doubt had already taken root in his heart.

Sure enough, a strange cluster of buildings soon appeared before their eyes.

Like the giant stone pillars of ancient Roman temples, which stand in a circle, surrounded by sculptures symbolizing the twelve zodiac signs, and in each of the four cardinal directions there is a small pyramid, and at the top of each pyramid is a huge white mithril chair facing the center.

At the very center of all this was a pristine white clock tower, with countless threads seemingly emerging from nowhere and wrapping around the clock face, creating an effect that was both sacred and bizarre.

Simo looked up, trying to see the time on the clock tower, but was surprised to find a figure between the minute and hour hands!

Louise!

That's Louise with white hair!

She was firmly bound to the clock face by countless threads!

"What exactly is going on?"

Simon released his grip, looking at them warily, and kept glancing back and forth between the pink-haired Louise and the white-haired Louise.

Why? Why are there two Louises? Why is Louise fixed to the clock face?

[Compound decoction? Twins? Prank?]

Simo's mind was in complete chaos when a sudden voice rang out.

"This is all for you, buddy?"

The voice was very familiar, extremely familiar, but it was a boy's voice.

The crowd made way for Simo to turn and look at the person who had spoken. It was a very familiar face, an ordinary, unremarkable Eastern face. Simo couldn't remember where he had seen it before, but it was very familiar.

The familiarity even gave him a strange impulse.

The boy, sword in hand, smiled and walked up to Simo, wanting to give him a hug, but...

Bang~

What are you doing!

Louise and the others exclaimed in surprise, just now Seamus had actually given 'Talent' a heavy punch.

"Ah, sorry~ I don't know why, but as soon as I see his spineless and irresponsible face, I just want to beat him up." Although Ximo apologized, his tone made those around him feel no remorse whatsoever.

Louise, who was closest to Seamus, rolled her eyes; she was starting to understand what was going on. Meanwhile, Siesta, standing nearby, offered words of comfort: "Mr. Saito, how could you hit your future body?"

"Wait, Siesta, what did you call me?"

“Mr. Cai Ren, is there something wrong?” Siesta blinked at Seamo.

"So you haven't told him yet?" That annoying male voice rang out again. Ximo immediately turned his head, and strangely, he found that although the voice kept coming, the body didn't open its mouth.

"I never expected this! I never imagined that you would welcome me so warmly after we've been apart for so long, my friend!"

The playful yet irritating voice rang out again, and then Ximo finally discovered the source of the voice—it was the sword the boy had been holding!

"It's you talking to me?"

"Huh? No, who else could I be but Drew Linga—the great one?"

At this moment, Louise spoke up: "Idiot, Drufflinga is the sword of wisdom. He was the one manipulating your body just now."

"Wait, why do you say 'my body'? My body is right here." Ximo patted his chest.

After a brief silence, Tiffany spoke first on behalf of everyone: "Mr. Saito, this is a very long story..."

P.S.: Thanks to Fan Hua Jing Mei and Gong Zi Lan for the virtual currency.

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47. A story full of clichés

Simo felt very strange. When did he become a different person?

Simo suddenly felt like he was playing a Japanese game with a terrible plot. According to the girls' chatter and the occasional interjections of a certain sarcastic sword, the cause of the incident seemed to be this:

A male high school student (himself) is unexpectedly transported to a magical world and becomes the familiar of a noble girl (Louise), gaining superhuman abilities (God's Left Hand), after which he goes on a rampage.

After experiencing various trials and tribulations, the boy and girl became lovers, and along the way, the boy met many beautiful women (Siesta, Tabassa, Henrietta, Tifania, etc.), which aroused jealousy among the noble ladies—no, among all the women.

Later, after a battle to defeat a dragon, the young man and the noblewoman, who had experienced life and death and hardship, finally decided to return to their hometown to get married. The others, heartbroken, could only offer their blessings. But just then, war broke out.

The overwhelming Papal army has devastated the entire kingdom, and the young girl, as a member of the royal family, goes to the front lines to stop the enemy's invasion, upholding the honor and duty of the nobility.

However, the familiar boy, unwilling to let his lover die, conspired with the maid who had feelings for him to drug the noble girl before heading to the front lines.

With his superhuman abilities, the boy single-handedly fought against a total of 100,000 crusaders. Although he had previously fought against 70,000 men, this time, facing an even stronger army and without timely assistance from the elves, he bravely sacrificed himself.

Having experienced it once before, the girl tries to summon the boy again, because familiars do not truly die; after being killed in that world, they continue to live in their original world.

But this time, for some reason, the summoning failed, and the boy seemed to have left forever.

The heartbroken girl rallied her friends, and together they put aside their past grievances to seek revenge against the Papacy's army. In the end, they successfully used a sacred relic that was originally their enemy to save the entire kingdom and move it to a magical dimension—a place where there is no death and the dead can be resurrected.

Here, the girl and her companions try to awaken the boy once again, but the result of this second attempt leaves the girl in despair; all they get is a living "corpse," and the boy will never return.

Even so, the girls did not give up. They formed a society and, with everyone's strength, initiated a ritual in an attempt to reverse time, recall the boy's soul, and live happily with him once more. During this time, the boy's body was taken over by his weapon...

"And then, by some ridiculous coincidence, I ended up here?" Ximo said, sounding quite annoyed.

Simo was utterly incredulous; his mind kept telling him, "How could something so absurd be true?"

But at the same time, another voice keeps saying: "This is the truth! I'm the one they've been waiting for, I'm back!"

“Mr. Cai Ren, how can you use such vulgar language?” Siesta said sternly.

“Exactly, it’s not elegant at all. Although you’ve always been like this…” Henrietta’s voice trailed off as she seemed to recall something, her face suddenly turning red.

"Hey, sister, what's wrong? Are you sick?" The naturally naive elf Tifania noticed Henrietta's unusual behavior, touched her forehead, and then screamed, "Ah, it's so hot!"

"Don't talk nonsense. How could you possibly get sick here? Are you thinking about the things you did with Saito-sensei before?" Unexpectedly, the dragon girl Ilukuku was quite good at delivering a sarcastic remark.

Simo, looking back at the old "farce," was at a loss for words; the topic had veered off course far too quickly. While watching beautiful, adorable girls play and joke around was certainly enjoyable, now wasn't the time for such appreciative observation!

There's one thing Seamus needs to confirm right now: "Why are there two Louises? If you don't answer me, I absolutely won't believe you."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, until finally the pink-haired Louise spoke up: "Actually, that's why we brought you here. I am Louise, but she is also Louise; we are actually the same person."

"But how is that possible? You're here, so where is she?"

"Because our souls were split, this is the price. In order to reverse time and change history, I sacrificed myself 46,594 years ago."

“Forty thousand!” Simon gasped when he heard the number, then he noticed an even more shocking word: “sacrifice.”

"With our individual strength alone, we can change our own timeline to a limited extent, but that is not enough. To modify the history of this plane of existence, there must be sufficient kinetic energy and a consciousness that can command this energy. And there is only one kind of consciousness capable of commanding such a vast amount of energy: Alaya—the collective unconscious of humanity."

"So, in order to control Alaya, you sacrificed yourself?" Ximo clenched his fists secretly.

"Yes, Alaya is a product of the aggregation of human consciousness. Doing so is very risky because there is always the possibility that I will be assimilated by Alaya."

"So, as a precaution, we helped Louise create a backup body and implanted a part of it into her. This keeps that part of her soul away from her original body to prevent assimilation."

"And the main body can descend to the human world from time to time to replenish its existence, but doing so will consume a lot of resources, and in the long run it will be a burden for both the main body and the clone."