Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

"Is this a statue of the Virgin?"

In the dim light of the morning, a man wearing a golden crown asked.

In front of him was a blind old man, groping with his hands and painting on the canvas.

"Yes." The old man replied.

"This is the god of the aliens," the king said. "Have you forgotten our own god?"

"More people will buy the alien gods now."

“I should hang you so you can return to the arms of the Virgin.”

"You can do that, sir. My family members all died in the war between gods and gods. My eyes were gouged out by aliens. Our gods or their gods make no difference. They will not Concerned about the life and death of an old blind man."

"Only princes and nobles can reach Avalon after death, only brave warriors can go to Valhalla, and only believers who have donated money to the church can enjoy the kingdom of heaven. I am just an old blind man who doesn't have enough to eat, and I can't go to those places. Good places always lead to hell. Since it is hell, it makes no difference whether you sink into the Celtic hell, the Viking underworld, or the Saxon purgatory."

"You are an infidel. But why do they buy your paintings?"

…

"Teacher, for a person who is full of resentment towards God, why is the God he writes so compassionate?"

A poet holding a harp looked at the teacher in front of him.

"Because the person who painted this picture knows the suffering in this world better than the real God and those messengers of God."

"He knew that those sufferings were not a test from God, not a ladder to heaven, not a guarantee of happiness in the next life. It was just suffering."

"Suffering will not bring happiness, growth, or any good results. It just presses hard on people, making them have to bear it and endure it. He does not beautify the suffering. Therefore He has all the more compassion for those who are in distress.”

"It doesn't matter who is painted in this painting. It doesn't matter whether it's the Virgin or Brigid. What he painted is the God in his heart, his own God. This is what we are looking for. s things."

"A god who is not a god."

"The portrait is activated!"

…

"As a binding force for wizards, the oath requires a force stronger than the wizards to ensure its execution. It is the Virgin, which can survive with the help of the beliefs of foreigners, and even has some power close to the gods."

In the forest, several wizards gathered together.

An old man holding a wooden staff spoke.

"At the same time, the portrait is more innocent than the person. This can ensure that after our death, it will still supervise the operation of the oath according to our requirements."

"But, teacher..."

"What if it has its own consciousness? What if it really thinks of itself as a god? In the future, wizards will no longer have the power to fight against gods. Will it become a new god?"

"The compassion and loving emotions infused into it by the painter will serve as its lowest level of emotion towards humans. It will treat humans as its own children, making it impossible for it to enslave humans like a true god."

The old man said that this was the reason why he chose this portrait instead of other more powerful carriers.

"Of course, it may also be alienated, but there is no foolproof plan. We have made the best arrangements. Things in the future can only be left to the future."

"Its power will also be limited by the oath, and it will not be much stronger than wizards. If it has become the enemy of wizards in the future, then we will look forward to the moment when future wizards defeat it."

"Maybe that's an opportunity to solve the problems we can't solve."

…

The moment she was pulled into the black ship, the Virgin found herself back on the river bank where she first had consciousness.

In front of the picture frame, in the dim morning light, an old man holding a wooden staff sat opposite it.

"I have failed," said Our Lady.

"No, you have completed your mission."

"The long trial is over, they have defeated the Gatekeeper."

"The real adventure comes next."

…

After losing the support of ritual magic, the spiritual world channel was finally closed, and the black ship and the lake disappeared from Murphy's sight.

At the same time, the hall began to collapse.

This real secret room originally connected the two worlds, but the previous violent pull had made its connection with the real world unstable. Huge boulders began to fall on the walls, and the snake-shaped containers holding the students were no longer stable. Constantly broken.

Dumbledore used a slowing spell to stop the falling debris, opened the containers with Murphy and Grindelwald, and protected them in a protective shield.

Then they appeared in the real world with everyone and the broken secret room.

The broken ritual hall fell to the ground, almost filling the original secret room. Even the basilisk was trapped underneath - this guy escaped because Voldemort was eager to complete the ritual and did not participate in the magic circle. The fate of being captured by a black ship, but being buried alive, I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate.

There's a good chance it's not dead, but there's no time to deal with it yet.

Voldemort's ritual drained too much magic from the students, and they were still in a coma, and many of them were even dying.

Dumbledore once tried to sacrifice himself and use the connection he had established with the students to reversely transfer his magic into the students.

But Murphy stopped him, "I have discovered a long time ago that you seem to have been trying to self-destruct since you left Hogwarts. You just want to die a worthy death, right?"

After leaving Hogwarts, especially after deciding to go to war with Murphy, Dumbledore's actions were almost always suicidal. Many times, he fought with Murphy with the attitude of dying together.

"Why, is there nothing left in this world for you?"

As Murphy spoke, he found Snape, who was almost pinned down, and gave him a magic stone, asking him to start refining a potion to replenish the students' magic power.

The students are just overdrawn in their magic power. With a magic stone, a tool that has almost unlimited magic power to a certain extent, isn't it possible to save people?

"I'm just an old man who is old and conservative," Dumbledore said. "I belong to the old era, and I can no longer fit into the future you describe."

"If I stand here, I will become your resistance."

Murphy frowned, "I think you are just too pessimistic. Maybe you feel too empty after retirement and have lost your sense of direction and meaning. This is very common in Muggle society. Retirement syndrome. Many people regard work as their whole life. Once you retire, you will feel that everything you have worked for has disappeared, and you will feel lost, anxious, depressed, etc.”

"This is just a normal phenomenon after a big change in your life. You may just need to take a break and find your own path again..."