The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Terrorist

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"Live! Promise me! Live! Promise me!"

"We promise you! Koro-sensei!"

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"Ugh~ Ugh~"

"Don't vomit! Nagisa! Eat it... This is Koro-sensei's hope..."

"But! Seymour!"

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"For the 503rd time, no new original sin appeared, and the individual suddenly lost all magic power before the start of this ritual for unknown reasons!"

In fact, we did not strip him of his magic, although in previous ceremonies we had him perform the rituals as an ordinary person.

But this time, the disappearance of the magic was beyond our control...

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"The 706th time... memories... confusion... backlash... magic... professor... out of control..."

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"Explode! Shatter reality! Exile the spirit from this world!"

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"Professor! I'm sorry to have kept you waiting..."

"No, not long. Don't forget, time has no meaning here. Has your magic returned?"

"Yes, following your instructions, I suppressed myself and hid myself..."

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"You can't escape, Seamus! Verne!"

"Don't be so confident, witch!"

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"An elf darker than twilight"

A river redder than blood,

Let it appear in the flow of time.

In your great name,

I swear in this darkness

Block our way,

All foolish things,

Let's combine our strengths.

Grant them equal destruction!

Explosion!

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"Who are you?!"

"Poor Louise!"

"Master! I apologize for losing my composure in front of you."

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"explosion!"

"Is that all the power you've got?"

"Run! We can't kill her!"

"professor!"

"Go back quickly! Back to Hogwarts, and tell Dumbledore: Go find Mobius! Go find the lost one!"

"You? Time, I am your master!" / "Pandora's Sigh!"

"professor!"

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"Principal! Professor, he..."

"Don't worry! This isn't the end! It's just the beginning..."

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"Old man, you've never understood..."

"No, I've always understood, Tom..."

"Headmaster! Voldemort!!!!"

"It's no use, they've already arrived. After you leave, the world will be 'temporarily' protected by me! Until a new child of the world grows up..."

"You! Why?"

"Don't ask any more questions, just remember, Madame Dornova's Bluebird."

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"I told you you couldn't escape."

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"Why?! Why are you toying with me?! Toying with my life?!"

"You'll understand! One day, you'll understand..."

"Why! Why are you crying! You did this to me! You're in so much pain yourself, why did you do it! Why? Answer me! Louise!"

"You don't understand yet; it's not as simple as you imagine..."

"Then tell me!"

"Forget everything and it's all empty!"

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"sorry..."

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"The 1653rd time..."

"Koro-sensei! Nagisa! Professor! Everyone! No matter how many times! No matter how many times! I will save you all!"

...Hissing... Hissing...

"2354th time, memory erasure, designated seal, ritual target: **desire. Begin!"

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"Is it morning already? Huh, why is my face wet?"

1. Back then, I was still a newbie.

My name is Seymour, Seymour Feuertz, and starting today I'm officially a proud high school dog. Although, deep down I'm laughing at the thought.

I am an ordinary person who grew up in Afghanistan. I lost both my parents, have no sister, and no house. I am a bounty hunter who is proficient in simple and easy-to-understand modern explosives technology.

To put it simply, I'm just a lousy mercenary.

You ask me what's so ordinary about me? I'm neither an alien, nor do I have superpowers, nor am I from the future. What's so extraordinary about me?

They can't even get into the SSS corps, let alone the SOS corps.

As for the FFF group, I, for one, have no interest in joining.

However, what makes a person human is their social nature. Having deeply understood this, I still joined an organization a year ago, because they offered a high salary.

I'm human too. I need to eat, and I have a ton of new anime and manga series to buy. So, I'm working for an organization called Amalgam to make a living.

But soon after I went in, I realized I'd been fucking scammed.

Why do you say that?

First of all, the organization offered me the rank of captain, but what use is a rank from a secret organization?

If I were to wear the military uniform issued by the organization and display my rank, I would be subjected to the most brutal tortures in the Chinese Federation. In Holy Brittany, I could get a few peanuts for free. But if I went to the EU?

Ah, it seems like nothing's happening there? Because they're using the banner of democracy and freedom, there seem to be quite a few people there who support us so-called dissidents. ("Go find trouble in Brittany, Brittany, Brittany!")

So aside from being a facade, the treatment of Lieutenant Amalgam was even worse than that of the old Japanese Self-Defense Forces, who at least had civil servant status!

Ahem, sorry for getting off-topic, sorry.

This is absolutely not me complaining about my organization, nor is it a dissent against my direct superior, Kyosuke Kousaka (note: siscon), or Leonard Testarossa (note: perverted siscon), who is also my superior but has no authority over me.

Seriously, believe me! This is definitely not the second point of contention I have about the organization.

Although those two bastards only know how to take money from the organization all day long to subsidize their sister's expenses!

Damn it, where are our employee benefits?! Who's going to reimburse our business trip expenses?!

Believe it or not, next year you'll all be calling me brother-in-law!

Of course, the "brother-in-law" thing was just me joking. Even if those two's sisters offered themselves to me, I wouldn't want them!

I hate women the most! Especially pink-haired devils... (drop!! K drop!! #)

Huh? What was I going to say?

You ask me: Why am I here? Why am I in Japan? Why am I a high school student?

Well, this story begins a year ago.