The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

PS1: The title of this chapter is from neet乌贼's old book.

PS2: This volume will probably end in about six or seven chapters. I'm a bit hesitant about whether to go back to Hogwarts first or go directly to the next world. And regarding the choice of the next world, does anyone have any good suggestions? (Games aside, I don't play games.) I personally prefer Aqua's world and The Devil Is a Part-Timer!, and my brother wants to go to Class 3-E to save Koro-sensei.

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52 Arcane and Science

Once upon a time, science and magic were one; back then, magicians called it arcane magic.

Long ago, the most outstanding arcanists were undoubtedly the most outstanding magicians, and the greatest magicians inevitably left their names on the most dazzling jewel in the crown of magic—arcs.

In those days, physics, chemistry, mathematics, biology, and even philosophy served as tools for magic.

A mage skilled in physics can construct mechanical models within their spells, sending giants soaring into the sky with just one unit of energy.

Elemental mages who have mastered chemistry can unleash fireballs that are ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times more powerful than those of ordinary mages.

Alchemy, another branch of chemistry, achieved the transformation of the properties of matter, refining gold, longevity elixirs, and artificial humans, all of which were the highlights of that era.

As for biology, its two main branches are anatomy, from which necromancers developed their necromancers; and summoning magic, which is based on the study of the structure of plants and animals.

Mathematics and philosophy provide the data and theoretical foundation for all of the above.

In that era, scientists used arcane magic to achieve godhood, but they paled in comparison to the ancient philosophers.

Can you think about it?

Four thousand years ago, philosophers among magicians could ascend to heaven in broad daylight simply by comprehending the truth.

Plato and Aristotle in the West, and Lao Tzu and Buddha in the East are all representatives of this type.

However, at some point, the foundation of magic's power and the conditions for becoming a god underwent a fundamental change.

Starting three thousand years ago, the path to godhood shifted from philosophy to natural science.

The original Druidic magic, nature magic, began to slowly transform into elemental magic.

The direct consequence of this is that the entry requirements for strength have been lowered.

Magical powers that could originally only be activated through bloodline inheritance began to appear in children born into ordinary families.

The use of magic is no longer monopolized by a few; anyone with magical power can learn to unleash their own strength.

However, although the number of magicians increased, it was still relatively low compared to the total human population until the 17th century.

Around the 17th century, after a thousand years of research, elemental magic had reached its peak, and arcanists had opened the cracks of the door to truth.

Atomism and genetic material, things that Muggles only discovered many years later, had already been noticed by arcanists hundreds of years ago.

But the Muggles remained completely unaware of all this.

They are still living in a daze, while the truth is in the hands of the arcane sorcerers.

Those occasional glimpses of the iceberg that flow from a wizard's knowledge base are enough for a Muggle to spend a lifetime trying to understand.

However, there is one crucial thing preventing Muggles from acquiring arcane power on their path to power. Even if they understand it, it won't work.

That is magic. Once upon a time, magic was the prerequisite for using arcane arts and a prerequisite for learning arcane arts.

If knowledge is never put into practice, it cannot become one's own strength.

But one day, suddenly, Muggles were also able to use arcane principles.

Without a spell, give a Muggle a fulcrum and a crowbar, and they can move objects a hundred times heavier.

No longer do they need expensive magical materials; simply mixing charcoal with saltpeter can trigger a massive explosion, with power that can even surpass that of ordinary wizards' magic.

Arcane magic was no longer the exclusive domain of sorcerers, and magic was no longer a prerequisite for learning arcane magic. The gates of power were thus opened to all of humanity.

Wizards couldn't explain this phenomenon; it seemed that Muggles had found an arcane path that could be reached without magic through their own efforts.

This explanation became the "fact" accepted by most wizards. And it was from that time onward that the status of arcane magic in the minds of wizards quietly changed.

After that, wizards and Muggles studied arcane arts together, but gradually their research directions diverged, and the balance of power between them reversed.

Because of the small wizard population and the large Muggle population, Muggle research results are more likely to create a numerical advantage in the field of arcane magic.

And soon, the latest research findings of Muggles overturned many of the ancient theories of wizards.

This greatly displeased the wizards, and indeed many of the principles were a joke from a Muggle's perspective.

However, wizards believed that magic could support the validity of these theories.

However, under the will of the "majority," the voices of the minority are always too small to be heard.

It is true that wizards can manipulate people's will through magic, making them agree with what they say.

But what good does that do? They can't control all the Muggles, and the best outcome is just endless bickering.

After that, many wizards, out of a sense of superiority, disliked studying arcane arts with Muggles and sharing power and knowledge, and instead turned to the study of purer magic.

“Arcane has fallen, it has been tainted by Muggles, why should I study the same things as Muggles and be rejected by them?” This sentiment gradually spread in the hearts of all wizards, to the point that they completely surrendered the territory of arcane to Muggles.

Of course, there were some who persisted in studying arcane arts, but they were few and far between. This is because, as time went on, many cutting-edge theories became incomprehensible even to wizards.

From that time on, arcane arts and magic officially separated and were renamed science, becoming the power that Muggles could use to change the world and contend with the magic of wizards.

Later, most wizards got used to the idea that "magic belongs to wizards, and science belongs to Muggles," as if it were a matter of course.

They even subconsciously forgot the contributions they had made to arcane arts.

So when the laws change again, when the atom is no longer the smallest indivisible unit of the material world, and even when the proton and neutron are no longer the same.

The wizard, who had long since retired from the arcane stage, showed little surprise or interest.

Even if these things actually mean another change in the laws, that God has changed the world again, or even that the fall of an old god and the rise of a new god.

However, only a very few people noticed the anomaly. Tabitha, who spent most of her time hiding in Tristine and occasionally came to search for the talent, was one of them.

Of course, she didn't tell Seamus the whole truth; she only told him the parts that were in his and Louise's best interest.

Naïve Simon, of course, didn't notice these things, or rather, he did notice them but wouldn't think too much about them in a way that would be detrimental to Louise.

Because there were certain things that Tabata wanted Louise to tell Simo, rather than "her," in order to gain Simo's trust in future actions.

P.S.: Thanks to Dongfeng Xiaopo for the donation.

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53. Do you want me as a person, or my body?

In the past ten minutes or so, Tabasa has said a lot, and Simo has listened to a lot, but he hasn't been able to understand much of it.

In short, he learned two things: first, Louise was punished by cause and effect for distorting cause and effect, and she was likely to disappear without the intervention of the suppressor.

Secondly, becoming a god is dangerous, and the process of bestowing a godhood requires caution. Throughout history, many have become gods, but even more have fallen. With each shift in the laws of the world, who knows whether it's some god idly playing tricks on the masses, or whether the original, troublesome god has simply fallen, replaced by an even more troublesome one, and then the new god, in his very first act, burns down the laws of the world.

Therefore, whether for Louise's safety or for Simo's own happiness, he could not agree to Louise becoming a god.

While it might be impressive to say "my girlfriend is a goddess," it would be too miserable and unfortunate if you could only play LoL in front of a stone statue every night.

You can't even have a long-awaited workout with Xiao Zuo and Xiao You on a lonely, deserted night, or engage in an intimate exchange to deepen your relationship, because there are gods watching over you, and the one who cares about you the most is definitely your girlfriend.

So if you're not afraid of being struck by lightning by the goddess, not afraid of being cursed by the goddess, not afraid of being dragged to the sky (to the west) by the goddess, then you can go ahead and train your muscular arms to your heart's content.

Seamus has always considered himself a rational person, so he wouldn't do such a thing. Even for Louise's future and his own future, he would keep Louise here.

But here's the problem: what should we do?

"How can we get Louise out of her current predicament?" Simon asked Tabasa.

Tabasa remained silent, tilting her head to look at Ilukuku (the girls' argument had long since ended) as if to say: Now is the time to speak up.

Iluku's face instantly darkened. She wouldn't say something that would obviously invite a beating if she said it, but she couldn't let her older sister lose face, so Iluku turned her head to look at Siesta again.

"Since I brought you here today, I'll leave it to you this time," Ilukuku mouthed to Siesta.

"Even if you look at me like that..." Siesta muttered softly.

Ilukuku hadn't expected that Siesta was also extremely conflicted. She was the only one among those present who "didn't know magic," so how could she possibly explain it to Simo?

With no other option, Siesta turned to Tiffany for help. She was the only ethereal mage besides Louise, and an elf renowned for her magical proficiency.

Tiffany wasn't stupid, or rather, the experience of tens of thousands of years had corrupted her. She knew that at this time, she should let the elders and seniors speak, so she looked at her nominal cousin, Her Majesty Queen Henrietta.

Henrietta was even more ruthless. Tens of thousands of years of life had taught her the efficient use of power within a bureaucratic system—what troublesome matter required the king's personal attention? Where were the subordinates? Where had they all gone?

"You are the third young lady of the Duke's family! Go for the royal crest, Louise."

"I, I, I..."

Louise looked left and right, saying "I" several times, but couldn't finish the sentence. She noticed that everyone around her was staring at her with confident eyes that seemed to say, "Yes, it's you. Hurry up and go for it."

The only one who didn't look at Louise with that kind of gaze was Simon, but Simon found their reaction strange because he couldn't understand what Louise was hiding. And why were the others also keeping quiet?

Finally realizing she was truly "isolated and helpless," Louise had no choice but to steel herself, meet Seamus's gaze, and then laugh awkwardly: "Actually, it's not that difficult. We've already thought of a solution."

"Oh, really?" Seeing Louise's hesitant expression, Seamus was skeptical, but he still listened.

Louise swallowed hard and continued, "You see, my true form is bound because it has borne a lot of cause and effect, right?"

"Ah."

"Does the law of causality now require someone to bear the 'cost' of distorting causality?"

"Ah."

"But the person who has to bear the consequences doesn't necessarily have to be me, does it?"

"Huh?" Ximo didn't understand what he meant by "not needing you personally."

“You see, my wish is for you to come back, so the fact that ‘you come back’ has become a singularity of causal distortion, creating a void in the law of causality. And the cause of this singularity is me on one side and you on the other. Theoretically, as long as one of us fills the void and eliminates the singularity, the other one will be safe.”

"So, you mean I should be absorbed by causality in your place, so that you and these lovely girls can bloom like lilies, completely free of any ties, is that right?" Mr. Seamus was angry. He had gone through all the trouble of being summoned here, only to be made a scapegoat!

"What nonsense are you talking about! Mr. Saito, what yuri?" Tiffany blushed and denied it outright, "My sister and I aren't like that! Although we're together every night, and sometimes when we're lonely, sob sob~"

Seeing Henrietta covering Tiffany's mouth to stop her from exploding further, Mr. Seamus was speechless. It turned out that all those words about liking "himself" were lies.

Mr. Seymour couldn't help but think.

He was initially quite unhappy that Henrietta and the others always called him "Saijin," because even though he was the reincarnation of "Saijin," Saijin was Saijin, and he was himself. The Saijin from the other world had died many years ago, and the current Saijin was called Seamus, Seamus Finegan, a third-year student at Hogwarts.

Simo had always had a vague feeling that "they don't like me as I am now, but rather my identity as the reincarnation of a talented woman."