Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Bohart Star just needs to develop step by step. Apart from acquiring various resources and treasures, don't do anything extra."

"I still have some sense of propriety." Slytherin nodded.

"Others, please tell us about the digestion progress of the potion and other things that need attention.

Frank, you go first!"

Frank nodded slightly, crossed his arms and said, "At present, I am still the Sequence 7 of the Arbitrator Path - Judge. I am usually either punishing evildoers or on my way to punish evildoers. My role-playing progress is relatively stable.

But he is still a long way from being a Sequence 6 judge, so he probably won’t be promoted in the short term.”

“I’m almost there too.” Banner raised his hand with a hint of excitement and said, “I’m currently the Sequence 7 of the Monster Path - Lucky One.

To be honest, I don’t want to be promoted to the next level because it feels so cool to be the king of luck.

Going out to pick up money and winning the lottery are fine, but just last month I thought a girl was pretty and just when I wanted to pursue her, she accidentally fell into my arms.

How should I put it? It was a very beautiful and memorable encounter.

You can’t get to the top of your life by relying on occasional luck, but it’s just right for me.”

"Dr. Banner, you've really changed." Aaron said unhappily, "You used to be a very serious person!"

“It was because I was too serious that I turned myself into the Hulk.

Those days of hiding from place to place are gone forever, and I really like my free and happy life now."

"It's all an illusion." Frank poured a bucket of cold water on his head at an inopportune moment. "The world is in a period of frequent disasters. It's easy for Banner to avoid it, but it's impossible for Hulk to avoid it."

Banner was speechless for a moment when he thought about the disaster that Magneto had caused a few months ago and affected the entire world.

You can hide for a while, but not forever. Intermittent luck is not safe. Only when you are promoted to Sequence Five - the winner, you will have the capital to waste.

"You're right to remind me. I will work hard to get promoted."

“Bucky, what about you?”

"Giant Path Sequence 8 - Fighter." Buggy sighed slightly, "The performance went smoothly, but there is still a long way to go before Sequence 7 - Weapon Master.

As for something that needs attention... Nick Fury assigned me to the Sentinel Special Service to assist the police and agents in catching mutants who break the law.

Although I only go there to help out occasionally, I still have a say in this organization."

"Very good." Aaron clapped his hands in affirmation, "Keep it up."

"I will try my best!"

"Jane is my maid. Needless to say, she is also a Sequence 6 of the Pharmacist Path - Potions Professor."

Jane smiled at everyone, without any pressure at all.

So far, the master has only one maid, and many secrets are kept from her. She feels very superior to others.

"Naga, it's your turn."

"Master, I am now a Sequence 7 Witch of the Witch Path.

Her appearance, figure, and temperament have all changed. She is even more charming than before."

"Narcissistic." Ramon rolled his eyes. "You spend a lot of time looking in the mirror every day, which just proves how terrible your appearance was before."

"Hey! Say that again and don't think I can't beat you." Naga said angrily, with dark red magic energy emerging from her hands.

"I'm not afraid of you." Ramon was not willing to be outdone. He clenched his fists and prepared to use his mind-stealing technique.

when!

Aaron rang the small bell next to his right hand, and Ramon and Naga immediately shut up.

"You two are full of energy! But please consider the occasion!"

"I know I was wrong." x2.

"Forget it, I won't punish you this time, but don't let it happen again."

"Yes." x2.

"Ramon, what about you?"

"Thief's Path Sequence Seven - Decryption Scholar.

However, I have a lot of work to do on Bohart Star, so it is not convenient for me to play this role, so..."

Aaron looked at Ramon's embarrassed look and couldn't help but sneered, "No problem, Yake's vacation is over, so it's a good time to switch shifts.

I'll give you a three-month vacation, leave Bohat Star, and decide what you want to do.

Also, don't be too anxious. Sequence 7 potions are not that easy to digest. It will take at least a year or two."

"Yes, Master."

"Yake, it's your turn. You won't let me down!"

"Of course not." Yake said with some fear, "I have been traveling between several planets for the past three months since I left Bohart Star. I have experienced a lot of joy and sorrow. I have successfully digested the clown potion and was promoted to Sequence 7 - Magician of the Fortune Teller Path.

Besides, I found an interesting person."

"Who can make you feel interesting?" Aaron asked curiously. Yak's predecessor was the Dark Spirit Stone Hades, who could devour souls to increase magical energy. He was definitely not a good person.

"Master, please look." Yak reached out his hand to his temple and pulled out a ball of dark red memory.

This ball of memory flew above the conference table and manifested before everyone's eyes.

In a barren and dry land without any vitality, a father and daughter wearing clothes made of tattered linen were praying devoutly.

“We pray to you, O all-knowing and all-mighty Lapu, to grant us water and food.

I pray to you not for myself, but for my daughter."

"This, what's so funny about this? This father and daughter are almost dying!" Frank frowned. All his children were dead, and this kind of scene was what he hated the most.

"To be more precise, their lives are like a candle in the wind." Yake said calmly, "When I threw a white apple in front of them, they thought I was the messenger of the god Lapu, and that their piety touched the god."

"How boring." Ramon shook his head slightly. "Devout believers spend their whole lives trying to please the gods, but the gods never look at them in the right eye."

“This father and daughter were the last living beings on this Death Star, so I chatted with them for a while.

According to what I have learned, this planet is the kingdom of the god Lapu, but the so-called believers are consumables to him, and they are replaced by new ones as they die."

"The actions of the gods are really disgusting!" Aaron said disdainfully, "I suddenly feel that Thor is much more valuable.

But there are so many gods below the Father of the Universe, and Thor is actually ranked at the top by comparison."

"After that, I mercifully told them the truth, but they all refused to believe it." A hint of amusement appeared on the corner of Jack's mouth, "This is easy to understand. If anyone knew that his lifelong belief was a joke, he probably wouldn't accept it.

Especially for a father and daughter who depended on each other in despair, this truth was a fatal blow to them.”

"And then?" Ramon asked curiously, "I'm suddenly looking forward to how things will develop next."

"Does this amuse you?" Frank asked angrily.

"Don't look at me like that, Frank." Ramon laughed teasingly, "Things like this happen all the time in the universe.

At least this father and daughter knew the truth before they died. It was lucky for them to die with a clear conscience. "

"What a twisted logic." Frank said indignantly, then looked at Yake, "You can save them."

"Why should I save Lapu's followers?" Yake asked confidently, "If they had thanked me in the beginning, I wouldn't mind taking them to Bohart Star when I left.

But they actually thought I was Lapu's messenger, which was simply a humiliation to me. If my master had not ordered me not to kill people casually, taking their lives would have been a simple matter."

"What's next?" Aaron asked with interest, "If it's just this, it probably won't be interesting to you!"

“I want the father and daughter to face reality, and I promise that as long as they are willing to give up their beliefs, I will give them enough water and food so that they can continue to survive on that desolate planet.

If they are willing to abandon their beliefs, I will take them away from there and live on a fertile planet."

"What a bad taste." Naga joked, "But it's quite interesting. How do they choose?"

"They chose to stick to their faith in the god Lapu, because he had promised to give his people eternity."

"Stupid, stupid beyond belief."

“That’s why I find them interesting. They are able to choose faith in the face of death. No matter what the reason is, this persistence is worthy of respect.

So before leaving, I took some extra time to do a magic mirror divination for them."

As he spoke, Yak pulled out a new memory and put it into the screen above.

"Master, the content of the divination is truly interesting, so I feel it is necessary to report it to you."

Aaron immediately became interested and looked up at the screen.

In the picture, the daughter died of hunger in her father's arms.

After the father buried his daughter, he unexpectedly discovered an oasis.

On this desolate planet, oasis is simply synonymous with miracle.

My father couldn't wait to get into the oasis, jumped into the pool and replenished the water that his body badly needed, then climbed ashore to find some food.

During this process, his hand was scratched by a black sword on the ground.

Blood seeped into the sword and the wound healed quickly, but he didn't care. Instead, he crawled towards the fruits and vegetables not far away. He was in urgent need of a good meal.

"This sword?" Aaron frowned slightly, "There is a problem."

"Yes, Master, I have noticed this as well.

I also tried to divine the origin of the sword afterwards, but I only saw that all the owners of this sword in the past did not have a good end. Divining further back is beyond the ability of my subordinates."

"Hmm? You are the Sub-Father of Heaven. This is beyond your ability. Could this sword be related to the Father of Heaven?"

"Maybe! I am not sure, so I did not continue divination.

Please be patient and read on, the development of the matter is really a bit unexpected."

My father eagerly grabbed a fruit, chewed it twice quickly and swallowed it with the skin and flesh. Long-term hunger left him no time to appreciate the sweetness of the fruit. He just wanted to fill his stomach as soon as possible.

"What is this?" A voice full of contempt appeared in the father's ears, but he ignored it and just ate the fruits frantically.

"Look, it's gobbling up my fruit and is almost done with it."

The father slowly raised his head, and a golden light came into his eyes. A giant over two meters tall with a golden crown on his head was lying on his side in front of him, looking at him with a teasing look.

"Lapp, the messenger of light." The father was shocked and immediately stepped back and knelt down, as if he had never expected that he would receive the mercy of the gods at the end of his life.

"Oh! It's my believer." Lapu sneered, and the elves around him also laughed contemptuously.

“I am Ger, your last believer.

We have lost everything, my Lord.

The land is dry and the people are suffering, but my faith in you has never wavered. Now I am waiting for your eternal grace. "Ger cried with joy, his expression was extremely pious, "So you are celebrating?"

"Hahaha..." Lapu couldn't help laughing and looked at the elf next to him, "He thought there was eternal grace."

The laughter around him became more intense, and Gel also laughed, but after hearing the sarcasm in the laughter, his smile gradually froze on his face.

“No, no, no, sorry.

There is no eternal grace for you, dog slave." Lapu smashed the melon peel in his hand on Geer, "We are celebrating the battle just now, eradicating the holder of the dead black sword, lest he use the cursed sword to kill the gods, he threatens to end my empire."

Gel was stunned for a moment, and said in confusion and astonishment: "But my Lord... your empire has ended, and no one worships you anymore."

"There will be more followers to replace you." Rapp said nonchalantly, "There will always be more."

Ger collapsed with his eyes wide open, crying in pain: "We suffer, we starve, my daughter died, died for you."

"As you should." Lapu said as a matter of course, "Suffering for your God is your only mission. There is nothing left for you after death except death."

As the believer who believed in God the most, he suffered the most ruthless blow from God. The anger in Gel's heart was instantly ignited, and he suddenly woke up.

"You are not a god." Gel tore off the symbol of the god Lapu hanging around his neck and looked at the god in front of him with eyes full of grief and anger. "I have decided to abandon you. I will no longer believe in you."

Lapu's eyes were stern, and he grabbed Geer's neck and lifted him into the air. "Now your meaningless life finally has value. Sacrifice yourself for me."

Gel struggled in pain, but at this time the Black Death Sword exuded a dark aura.

The deep darkness spread to Gel's feet, and the Death Black Sword rose from the darkness. Gel grasped the hilt of the sword and stabbed it into Lap's neck.

"Ugh..." Lapu groaned and fell to his knees in pain.

Golden blood flowed out from the wound on the neck, and the surrounding elves immediately hid upon seeing this.

"This sword chose you, and now you are cursed." Rapp said in a weak and intermittent voice.

"Strange, it doesn't feel like a curse." Gel calmly watched as the energy of the Death Black Sword invaded his body. His pale body was stained by darkness, and many black veins appeared.

"It feels like a promise." Gel drew out the Death Black Sword and held it high. "This is my oath. The gods will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gel chopped off Lap's head with a sword.

Having lost his life, the head and body of the God of Light turned into golden liquid and spilled all over the ground.