Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Joachim said in his diary that he hoped to reshape his spiritual seed.

This shows that the spiritual seed can still work on him in the ghost state.

In fact, it can be seen from the fact that he and the villagers have become ghosts, but they still act according to the constraints of the soul seed.

Joachim's wand was knocked away by Murphy, unable to resist, and was hit by Celica's spell.

Unlike other spells that pass directly through its transparent body, this spell hits it firmly.

Yoasim's movements froze, and his translucent body suddenly flashed a few times, and then suddenly made a sigh-like sound, which gradually dissipated and disappeared.

Murphy also saw Celica standing on a collapsed section of wall outside.

Sister, you are here.

However, Celica seemed to have paid a huge price for releasing this spell. At this moment, her body fell backward and was about to fall to the ground.

Murphy immediately used the remaining magic power to fly over, grabbed Celica and apparated directly to an empty house. As soon as he appeared, his vision went dark, he could no longer hold on, and passed out. .

…

Murphy had a dream.

In the dream, he went back to the past.

He is a graduate from a second-rate university, living in a city that is so prosperous that it feels strange, doing a job that makes a living, chatting with colleagues about topics that are not of interest to him, commuting among crowded people, and watching Going home on a starless street.

The daily routine of life fills all the corners, and the unattainable dreams have long been mottled and rusty.

Music, movies and games, he fills the hole that is expanding in his chest with expanding entertainment.

Yet anger continues to build.

The beast in my heart is as skinny as wood, but it roars every day.

In the darkest night, he suddenly woke up.

"I still have magic," he said to himself.

"Ha." He heard a laugh.

There were many joking eyes and grinning mouths in the darkness, as if they were watching a clown.

"I still have magic."

He pulled out his wand. Everything was false and he didn't care.

He doesn't care about all the fame, wealth, and status in this world. He doesn't care about other people's admiration or contempt, love or disgust.

As long as I have magic.

This is his deepest secret, his greatest pride, the symbol that supports his existence in the world and is not confused with others.

It is the only proof that it is a unique and authentic thing and not a fake imitated by others.

So he waved his wand.

"Levio..."

However, for some reason, the last syllable of the spell could not be spoken no matter what, as if something was stuck in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he still could not finish the last syllable.

What's even more frightening is that the wand in his hand seemed to be under tremendous pressure, cracking inch by inch, and the radiance of magic overflowed from it, and then completely shattered it.

"no no!"

No! !

In the dream, an unprecedented anger arose in my heart.

No! I don't accept this result!

I need to say that spell!

I want to use that magic!

I want to make it happen!

Even if it doesn't follow all the rules, even if I lose all my support, even if the whole world is preventing it from happening.

Even if you have to pay everything for it!

"Levi! O! Sa!"

…

The zombie villagers were searching everywhere. They went from house to house, vowing to find the madman who killed more than half of the villagers and the stranger who killed poor Dr. Joasim, and then inflict pain on him. Burning.

Suddenly, a bright beam of light shot into the sky from a house on the edge of the village, and then they heard the lunatic's almost gibbering, but deafening voice ringing in their ears.

"Levi! O! Sa!"

boom!

That ray of light suddenly exploded, sending out waves of light that spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, dust, gravel, and even villagers suddenly seemed to be freed from the constraints of gravity, floating upward.

Amidst the creaking sound, several houses located in the center of the light were twisted, tiles floated up one after another, glass shattered, and broken window lattice and bricks floated to the sky at a slow but determined speed.

Then, those houses seemed to be pulled up from the ground by giants, their foundations were broken, and they actually floated.

"what happened?"

"Is there an earthquake?!"

"God's punishment! This must be God's punishment for our sins!"

The villagers screamed in panic, but at this moment, the power suddenly dissipated.

Then there was a loud bang, and everyone fell to the ground again, and was immediately beaten into disgrace by dust, stones and other objects falling from the sky.

…

On the other side, Murphy also woke up.

He was lying on the ground, panting rapidly, his right hand half raised in the air as if holding a magic wand.

But the wand was actually still floating half a meter away from him, and Celica was also there, with her eyes closed, as if she had passed out, and her body was slowly spinning in the air.

And everything around is floating upward.

"This is……"

Before he could understand it, it suddenly seemed as if some kind of power had been revoked, and the originally floating object suddenly gained gravity again and fell again.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Murphy quickly stretched out a leg and put it under Celica to prevent her from hitting her head.

"Boom!"

The huge weight of the house hit the ground, causing the ground to tremble a few times. Then there was a click, the beams and columns broke, and the roof was about to fall down.

As soon as Murphy stretched out his hand, the wand automatically flew into his hand, "Armor for protection!"

"boom!"

Wooden pillars and tiles are spread out by a golden sphere, isolating a ring-shaped area among the ruins.

Murphy stood up from the middle of the ring and set Celica aside.

"I caused this? What is this? Second awakening?"

Holding the wand, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if there was a force leaping through his body and fingertips. As long as he called for something, he would definitely get a response.

"Is this magic? This is magic..."

For the first time in time travel, he truly felt the existence of magic. It was no longer the cold and elusive iceberg beauty, but became a kind and gentle friend who could stand behind him at any time. Provide help when necessary.

"My privileges have been elevated?"

Although I don't know why, it seems that he has received some magical "approval".

He immediately tried a few spells, and they were indeed easier and more powerful than before.

But why is this happening?

It couldn't be because of that strange montage-like dream, right?

If not, is it because the previous battle with Joasim drained the magic power and pushed himself to the limit? Has the cap increased?

Or maybe before that, he figured out the secret to casting spells without a wand?

Murphy thought, put the wand back into his sleeve, stretched out a hand, pointed it at a piece of broken tiles, "Leviosa!"

Nothing happens.

It seems that his wandless spellcasting is still limited to being able to recall his wand at any time...

It can only be said that it is better than nothing.

However, once the flying curse is solved, will it be difficult for the floating curse or other spells to be used on other things since the flying curse can be used on the wand?

My magic power has increased, and I have learned how to cast spells without a wand. Even if I can't find the spiritual seed, I won't lose anything this time.

But speaking of it, how was Joachim killed by Celica?

He returned to the circle formed by the armor spell, looked at Celica who was still lying down, patted her face, then felt her breathing and pulse, and was stunned for a moment.

This girl, isn’t she?