The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

"Rune language?"

“Yes, this has been the main method for making most magical weapons throughout history. For example, like this…” As he spoke, Verne took out a dagger he had prepared beforehand, then picked out three runestones from the pile and inserted them one by one into the pre-polished holes on the dagger.

A few seconds later, a bright and dazzling light burst forth.

"Nav, Sol, Ish. Nav means to repel, Sol means to protect, and Ish means to absorb and transform."

This magic dagger has increased damage by 75% compared to the previous one; it also has the effect of knocking back projectiles; it can increase the wielder's strength and stamina; it converts a small portion of the damage dealt by each attack into the wielder's magic power; it can also reduce the magic and physical damage taken by the wielder; and it also has a lighting function.

His official name was 'The Blade of Radiance,' and three hundred years ago, the Papacy's army used him to kill countless wizards and heretics.

"Uh, Professor..."

"What's wrong, Mr. Seamus? Are you surprised that I know how the Papacy's army manufactures its weapons?"

“I am indeed a little surprised, but what surprises me even more is, Professor, why are you using a Swiss Army knife?” As he spoke, Seamus stared intently at the cross logo on the dagger.

"And the lighting, it always feels a bit redundant. Although it looks flashy, in the dark, doesn't that just tell others that the person is a target? Ah! Is that why we wizards win?" Once Seamus started talking, he asked one question after another, leaving Verne somewhat overwhelmed.

Although he had answers to Seamus's questions—for example, how ancient illumination spells could dispel wizards' fog spells and ward off mind-altering magic—explaining them one by one was simply too troublesome and time-consuming, and their time was limited.

In order to keep up with the teaching schedule, Professor Verne bluntly interrupted Seamus's question: "None of that matters! I'll give you a copy of 'Encyclopedia of Medieval European Magical Weapons,' and you can look it up yourself if you don't understand! Now I'm asking you! Do you know where I found these runestones?"

Mr. Seamus, of course, couldn't type it out, but he was inwardly skeptical of the professor's question: [How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me? Guess?]

"I knew you wouldn't know, just watch!"

Simo: "&*#!"

Professor Verne pointed his wand at the chandelier on the classroom ceiling, and after casting a spell, the chandelier shattered into pieces with a bang.

"Professor, you're damaging public property! Henrietta will be angry! And let's make this clear, this is entirely your responsibility! I won't be liable for any compensation or fines!"

For a fleeting moment, Verne wanted to kill his mercenary student: "Have you forgotten where we are?"

Thinking about the characteristics of the origin of life and death, Mr. Seamus finally realized that he didn't need to worry about his wallet anymore.

Professor Verne continued, "Because of Louise and the others' wishes, the Origin of Life and Death perfectly restored everything in Tristain before it was destroyed by the war. This also included many clues that had been lost in the war. For example, this!"

Then Simo saw Professor Verne pick up a few pebbles from the wreckage of the chandelier.

"That's right! Runestones! And all of them are runestones that can be made into weapons for the Holy See!"

One question has long puzzled historians: as is well known, after the Papacy landed, it used brainwashing methods to quickly develop a large number of Crusaders and Paladins among the local Muggles.

But where did they get their equipment? How exactly were those Papal standard-issue equipment manufactured here?

The answer lies here: someone disguised the materials needed by the Vatican as everyday magical items, such as chandeliers and air purification systems, and spread them throughout Tristain.

"So this place is in danger! I'll go tell Louise!" Seamus stood up anxiously.

But Verne stopped him, saying, “Not now, but in the past. You’ve forgotten that the war ended three hundred years ago in our world. And these daily necessities, I’ve already inquired, were all imported from a city called Water City in Atlantis.”

"Professor, you mean?"

"Yes, historians are wrong. The Papacy didn't discover Atlantis in the 17th century; they infiltrated it much earlier, and Water City was their hideout. That's why the maritime defense arrays deployed in Water City didn't issue a warning when the Papacy invaded."

Why was the Papacy, which was well-prepared, so easily defeated? Although Louise's destruction of the Ark of the Covenant was somewhat accidental, the Papacy also possessed another divine artifact, the Holy Grail, at the time!

Why didn't they use it? Why did the Holy Grail never appear again in later history?

And what happened to the Papacy's army that came to the point of life and death with the Tristans? Where did they take the remains of the Ark of the Covenant? If they had returned to our world, history might have been rewritten! But why didn't they come back?

Moreover, after the Papacy's army disappeared from Atlantis, there must have been many Papacy personnel still lurking in the area. Where did they go?

Furthermore, if, as Louise and others claim, God truly exists, and in that form, then such a deity clearly doesn't need faith or followers! Then who was behind the Papacy? What were their purposes? And why was it established?

Are their enemies truly us wizards? What are they protecting? Or perhaps...?

On this day, Mr. Seamus realized that the world was more complex than he had imagined.

PS1: A deep bow of thanks to Fusheng Chenmeng for the reward, to Gongzi Lan for the coins, and to Fanhua for providing the complete spell guide.

PS2: I'm adjusting the update time from now on. I used to write at night and set it to update automatically the next day. From now on, I'll update every night, which means I'll update six hours earlier.

1. A transfer student in Class 3-A

"Sigh... It's already the seventh day."

On a deserted street in Rome at night, Simo looked at the sky and muttered to himself, bored.

This was the first world he arrived in. In order to get Professor Verne to solve Louise's problem, he agreed to his request: to travel to other worlds and find clues about the missing Crusader.

However, it seems Lady Luck was not on his side this time, as Simo suffered a defeat in his first battle. And this misfortune seemed to have begun from the very moment he arrived here.

Yes, on the first day, right after arriving here, Simo ran into trouble because he landed in Greenland.

Why do we say "landing"?

Because Professor Verne teleported him to an altitude of 2000 feet!

If Simo hadn't learned the magic of flight from Louise before leaving the Kingdom of Tristine, he would have had to say goodbye to the world and Louise on his very first day after transmigrating.

Driven by his love for Louise, Seamus barely managed to suppress the endless rage he felt towards a professor who was becoming increasingly unreliable.

Then, he immediately confirmed his location (by asking a Muggle for directions). Damn it, Greenland! But at least he was still on Earth, not in some other world where he had no idea what was going on.

Since we're talking about Earth, let's go check out Italy first.

This was the first thing Seamus thought of: he wanted to confirm whether the Vatican in this world was still the same as the one in the original world, whether it was entirely led by Muggles, and whether there were any supernatural forces lurking within it.

But the result disappointed him. He wandered around the small town of Vatican City again and again, but found nothing except for stumbling upon a few priests and choir children engaging in loving activities.

Damn pedophiles!

After psychologically castrating or brainwashing those perverted priests (a new skill he learned from Tiffany), a depressed Simo expanded his search, scouring the entire country of Italy and incidentally sending several Mafia bosses he disliked to their deaths.

Yes, it's truly heaven!

Those guys were blasted 200 feet into the sky by Simo's magic, and then left to freefall without any protection.

If they survive this, Mr. Seamus can only praise them for their good fortune.

And so, Mr. Seamus spent his first week in this world, and the result was: utterly nothing!

Not to mention the remnants of the Papacy, there wasn't even a single magician to be seen.

If he had dared to use magic like this in the Muggle world normally, he would have been arrested by the Ministry of Magic long ago.

Strangely, although magic is relatively scarce in this world, it is not entirely devoid of it. So why are there no magicians?

"It seems this time, there's no hope of success." Ximo sighed, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, and then wondered if he should just go back like this.

But just then, a strange feeling suddenly flashed through Simo's mind like lightning.

On the first day of my birth, I saw a crescent moon; on the second day, I saw a crescent moon; on the third day, I saw a crescent moon; and now it's the seventh day, and it's still a crescent moon. Doesn't the moon here change?

Thinking of this, Ximo cast an Eagle Eye spell on himself and carefully observed the moon. Only then did he realize!

The moon was blown up!

The remaining crescent moon was nothing but a remnant!

Who did it? Who did it?

Simo immediately accessed the memories of several couples nearby, but they knew nothing about it either. But that didn't matter; if they didn't know, surely someone else in the country did!

Half an hour later, using Legilimency, Simo obtained the answer he wanted from the mind of a corrupt politician named Silvio—a super-creature! The culprit who destroyed the moon! Japan: Class 3-E, the Wake-Up Call!

Could this be related to the Vatican? After all, he was an abnormal being. Filled with doubt, Simo traveled halfway around the world in just half a day to reach the land of the Vatican.

To conserve magic and avoid alerting a certain super-creature, Seamus did not use magic this time. Instead, he boarded Silvio's private plane and ordered him to forge a series of documents for him.

However, looking at the heavily guarded school gates and sensing the layers of surveillance cameras around him, Ximo scratched his head helplessly: "How am I supposed to get in?"

Making contact with the target is actually quite easy, but the key issue is that, according to intelligence, that magical creature is extremely powerful. Defeating it and then extracting information through torture seems unrealistic.

Thinking of this, Seamus touched the wand in his pants pocket and walked towards the door.

The next morning, in Class 3-A, a slightly mocking voice rang out: "My name is Simo, the Grand Master of the Royal Church Magic Knights! I have no interest in ordinary people. If any of you are Crusaders, Paladins, or Inquisitors, step forward and let me kill you!"

The students in Class A stared at Simo with looks of utter disbelief, as if he were mentally challenged. Most of them expressed deep skepticism that someone like him could be in Class A.

"There must be something dirty going on behind this!"

The students below whispered among themselves, and even the class monitor, Asano Gakushu, suddenly began to doubt his father's sexual orientation. Because last night, Gakushu had seen this new kid at home, and this kid was actually able to chat and laugh with his father so easily.

This is illogical! This is unreasonable! Asano Gakushu couldn't believe that his father would do such a thing: whether it was giving someone special treatment to get into Class A or making a deal with someone.

But out of respect and love for his father, he said nothing.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man who was the homeroom teacher of Class A clearly sensed that this was another problem child on par with Akabane Karma. At this moment, he was extremely resentful of Chairman Asano Manabu for allowing such a student to transfer into the school.

Little did he know that Simo had already brainwashed Chairman Asano with magic, so the current chairman was now Simo's man.

In fact, Simo originally planned to transfer directly to Class 3-E, but Chairman Asano suggested that this would alert that creature and attract the attention of governments around the world.

So, left with no other choice, Simo had to accept Chairman Asano's suggestion to first study in Class A, and then find an excuse to transfer to Class E. As for what excuse to use? Of course, he would pretend to be a hateful, delusional chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) person, and then be relegated to Class E.

As for the transfer test when entering Class A?

Huh? What's that?

Putting aside the fact that Chairman Asano is a major traitor, could the exam questions at a Muggle school really stump a wizard?

Simo could say perfectly openly, "Although I can't understand a single word of that Japanese, I can... no, I can use magic!"

Who says wizards have to obediently attend Muggle schools? A documentary about a ninja's growth clearly tells Seamus that without cheating, what kind of exam is it? The examiners won't let you off the hook if you don't cheat!

As for the Japanese he uses when communicating with classmates and teachers, Simo said it's much easier than Verne's ancient magic script; he simply copied the memory of the Chinese language class from Chairman Asano's mind.

So now Simo can proudly tell everyone that his Japanese level is already at a very high level, like Daijou and Moe Dai-nai.

Thus, as a transfer student from Italy, Simo Finigan was honored to enter Class 3a of the Italian Language School, beginning his new school life.

(This chapter is considered an extra chapter, for the story of "Floating Life and Dreams". The next chapter will be tonight.)

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2. The Chuunibyou of Class 3-A

Mr. Seamus enrolled on Monday—no, he joined the class as a transfer student—but in less than a week, all sorts of news about him began to spread like wildfire throughout the school.

Just how rampant was the spread? For example, during lunchtime, in the school's main cafeteria...