Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakening

In the Slytherin common room, the oil lamp dimmed and then brightened again. The blue frog and the white owl were moving carelessly in the pet cage. It was unknown how long time had passed.

Under the dancing green light, Jerry bent over his desk and wrote the story in his heart with fascination: from settlement to empire, the birth, rise and destruction of the magical civilization Valyria.

The story begins in the early Middle Ages in a different world. At the beginning, a bright bolide should streak across the sky, marking the arrival of a new era.

Referring to the current popular novels in the wizarding world, the protagonist team should not be too large - it is better to set it up as a trio, the magic genius Balerion, the alchemy master Vhagar and the potion expert Meraxes.

Not only are they distant relatives with the same ancestor, they are also close neighbors who also settled in the chain volcano area, and they are also like-minded friends.

While studying magic, the three young wizards actively communicated and interacted with others and the outside world:

The erudite Balerion traveled far and wide and recruited disciples; the brave and aggressive Vhagar drove away bandits and hunted monsters; the gentle and friendly Meraxes practiced medicine and helped the poor and the weak...

With the unremitting efforts of the three people, all the local settlements in the volcano united - and the magical country of Valyria was born. The three of them were naturally at the helm of this emerging alliance.

A good story always has twists and turns. Jerry already understood this truth and decisively set off a wave with his pen.

The expelled bandit gang joined the slave-catching group from the Gulf of Grief and shamelessly became the leader.

After the newly emerging Valyria defeated the first slave-catching group, it discovered that the enemy was behind the distant slave empire Ghiscari, and that the enemy was continuing to expand here.

Dark clouds from across the sea enveloped the small world of the Valyrian people.

Ghiscari, the empire of blood and sand - not only has a well-trained army and a large navy, but also harpies who control wind and thunder and temple priests who are proficient in curses.

Valyria, which lacked confidence, sent an envoy to try to use diplomatic means to persuade the then Grand Consul of Ghiscari to restrain the slave-catching group's cross-border raids.

As a result, all members of the mission were thrown into the slave market on the spot. There was no place for third-rate fish in the eyes of the established empire.Continuous wars ignited and raged for a hundred years.

At first, the battle situation was completely one-sided:

Although the mountain people who fought back with grief and anger were brave, they were still not as good as the battle-hardened legions; their attempts to use the terrain for ambush could not be concealed by the harpies hovering in the sky; the restrained young people could not stop their unscrupulous behavior. The dark wizard.

The immature Valyria suffered a crushing defeat, and the towns it had worked so hard to build fell one after another. The three helmsmen lost contact in the melee, and were forced to lead their own teams and break out separately.

In order to protect the students from escaping, Balerion was seriously injured and on the verge of death. The unwilling genius made a choice when he was dying - to use the most evil black magic to continue his life and dreams...

After writing this, Jerry became a little more sober. He hesitated for a moment and gave up the Horcrux setting he had originally envisioned, and instead borrowed the Mao Heart from wizard fairy tales.

After all, this is just a novel, and it is still too outrageous to openly explain the most evil black magic.

In short, Balerion transformed his own form of existence: through blasphemous rituals, he dug out his heart to house his soul, transformed his remains into a corpse puppet, and controlled his former body like an inferi.

From then on, Balerion abandoned his fragile mortal body, but also lost most of his humanity.

Vhagar on the other side is not much better: after repeatedly being hit by the tragic deaths of his subordinates, his once fiery heart has become cold and hardened, and he has even developed an evil technology that uses blood sacrifice rituals to add demon-breaking effects to metal weapons. .

Meraxes was not idle either: after the patients she had carefully treated in the past died tragically in large numbers, she, who was originally dedicated to doing good, turned to the realm of poison and plague, using the most extreme means to fight back against the vicious curse spread by the enemy.

In this way, the reborn Avengers pushed back the balance that was about to tip over, and the war entered a tug-of-war stage.

In order to seek the final victory, both sides are frantically looking for ways to kill the enemy.

To add, unlike Balerion, who is already wandering between life and death, Vhagar and Meraxes are still regular living people who can age and get injured.

In order to prolong life and continue this century-old war, the two wizards worked together to refine the magic stone to brew the elixir of immortality.

The hand that completely changed the outcome of the entire war was the large-scale hatching and domestication of fire dragons. This was the glory of Valyria's rising star.

The students who Balerion sacrificed their lives to protect in the past have now become talents and are shining brightly in the field of magical animals, turning the powerful and dangerous fire dragon into a gold medal support for Valyria.

As for the Ghiscari, the manticore preferred by the priesthood is too smart, and they have spent a lot of time, energy and wealth in vain but still cannot tame it.

As a result, under the crazy attack of the giant dragon's demonic flames, the harpy fell in the smoke. The huge legion was buried in the sea of ​​​​fire before the battle, and the battleships were lit one by one like candles.

Valyria, which had been victorious for a long time, naturally burned the flames of war back to the enemy's land:

Balerion led his students to burn the important towns, temples and palaces of the Gith people one by one; Vhagar even commanded the craftsmen to dig up the banks, and diverted seawater to pour into the Gith capital so that it could never be rebuilt.

Not only that, Balerion and Vhagar, immersed in the fire of revenge, also carried out even more depraved revenge——

They copied the Githkali slavery almost exactly, the only difference is that this time the people who became slaves were the entire Gith nation:

Soldiers, physicians, scholars, bed slaves, and even priests who also possess magical powers, all Gith are captured by Valyrian wizards and taken as private property.

Meraxes, the former kind-hearted doctor once thought about speaking out to dissuade her, but she still remained silent - the tribesmen slaughtered by the enemy army reappeared in her dreams, making her unable to speak.

Eventually, Meraxes gave up the elixir and left for the afterlife, worried about Valyria's future.Her friends, Balerion and Vhagar no longer have any 'restraints'.

Taking advantage of the wave of Ghiscari's destruction, Valyria put on the cloak of the empire and embarked on the path of military expansion under the leadership of two consuls:

The farming and pastoral people of Salor in the north, the Rhoynar people of the river in the west and Andal, the kingdom of the Seven Hills, and the Summer Islands in the southern ocean have all been baptized by dragon flames one after another.

'Either surrender or destruction. 'The Dragon Kings of Valyria proudly declared, unaware that their actions were no different from those of their mortal enemies in the past.

Perhaps, even worse.

The Enslavement Curse, the most infamous legacy of the Ghiscari Empire, was taken to an even more horrific level by her destroyers:

The time-limited poison spell that was originally only effective for a short period of time on mortals turned into a powerful curse that could bind wizards for a long time. The priesthood was its first victims, and the slave rebellion that was originally getting more and more intense ended.

The Valyrian wizards were ecstatic and fearful about this. After making complex and strict blood oaths, the forty sects who had controlled the imperial politics for generations were born.

Of course, the new curse was quickly put into use on a large scale, and successive wars provided it with a steady stream of victims.

Groups of frustrated slaves became the landmark of Valyria. With their blood and sweat, towers and palaces rose from the ground, and countless gold and silver were transported out of the mines like flowing water.

The era of prosperity built on thousands of corpses has arrived, but Valyria obviously wants more: death has become the new conquest of the dragon kings.

The previous methods of extending life have their own shortcomings. The hairy heart destroys humanity, and the elixir of life cannot hide aging. How can the proud overlord be willing to accept the constraints?

In this way, Valyrian wizards embarked side by side on the rugged and dangerous road of ascension, aiming to reach the eternal realm.

The road to the ultimate is filled with murderous threats at every step, and it is naturally impossible for the aloof Dragon King to personally take part in the danger. The slaves and apprentices who are not worth mentioning and who are of humble origins are "lucky" to be the pioneers of the king one after another.

According to the old research direction, evil monsters such as evil spirits, soul-bound corpses and artificial vampires came out one after another, leaving a bloody mark in the history of Valyria.

Death is no longer the end of the slaves' journey of suffering. Even if they are exhausted to death, they will still be dragged up by wizards to continue hard labor.

On the other hand, these failed efforts with great side effects also eliminated corresponding detours for the Dragon Kings, and the door to eternal life finally arrived on the horizon of Valyria.

Only a healthy body can nourish a living soul. After many detours, the two former geniuses finally realized this truth again.

As a result, a seemingly perfect immortality plan was formulated by the Valyrian Wizards:

First, a giant magic circle is built around the chain volcano, and the vitality of the slaves is extracted and purified with the help of the vast magic power in the center of the earth;

Secondly, the heads of the forty sects, the dragon kings who dominate the sky, each prepare the heart-cutting and soul-binding rituals and supporting defensive measures;

Then, the dragon kings initiate a ritual to transfer their souls into the heart container, and introduce the life force in the magic circle before the physical death of the body - to repair the body and regain life;

Finally, the newly promoted immortals can harvest the living body of eternal youth and the complete soul that flies away from death, and become the eternal rulers.

The reason why separate rituals need to be performed on the basis of the same magic circle is because the dragon kings no longer trust each other, especially the two consuls.

After the erosion of time, the temptation of power, and the subtle erosion of black magic, the close friends who once shared life and death are now separated from each other and have different agendas.

If it weren't for the difficulty in hiding the research progress of immortality and the high cost and difficulty of constructing a giant magic circle, Balerion and Vhagar would never work together again.

Even so, the two consuls secretly prepared some 'little gifts' for each other as much as possible.After all, it is enough for a dragon to have a head.

In the overlapping of immortal glory and sinister shadow, the promised day finally arrived, and the giant magic circle leading to the abyss suddenly started.

However, at this decisive moment, the blood-red comet streaked across the sky again - it once heralded the rise of Valyria, bringing an end to this empire of blood and fire.

Stimulated by the alien magic source from the depths of the universe, Valyria's etheric environment, which was originally unstable due to a large amount of resentment, suddenly became chaotic and out of control.

Although the Wizarding Group left room for possible unexpected situations when designing the magic circle, it was still not enough to cope with such a degree of drastic changes. Modules such as the sacrifice field, the restraint ring, and the energy supply channel went out of control one after another.

The unfettered magic circle regards all living creatures in Valyria as food: whether they are humble slaves or wealthy citizens, they can only wail and be squeezed into fly ash.

As for the aloof and famous Dragon King?They have an end commensurate with their status——

A massive amount of filthy life force roared into the bodies of the Dragon Kings whose hearts had just been gouged out. The separated dark souls were suppressed by the chaotic magic flow and could not be transferred. They could only watch in horror as their bodies swelled into indescribable deformed monsters.

Among the many wizards, only Balerion and Vhagar could barely withstand the interference from the outside world. Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, the two naturally tried their best to stop the operation of the magic circle.

Fate played a joke on them. The secret methods arranged for each other in advance became life-threatening venom at this critical moment, cutting off the hope of the two former overlords to save themselves.

In the end, a series of volcanoes erupted under the crazy squeeze of the out-of-control magic circle, and the capital of Valyria was completely wiped out; without the suppression of the wizards and dragon knights, the ever-unpopular empire collapsed at an astonishing speed. …

All the fantasies ended. Jerry drew the last symbol tiredly, feeling that all the strength in his body was drained out with the ink.

In a daze, he was shocked to find that the parchment in front of him was coated with a layer of flowing colored brilliance out of thin air, and melodious music sounded.

Faced with this strange situation, Jerry instinctively activated the Fire Spell - preparing to eliminate the source of the mutation in one fell swoop without leaving any further trouble.

But in the end, Jerry still didn't take action. His intuition told him: the scene in front of him was extremely important and should not be obstructed or destroyed.

While Jerry was hesitating, the strange brilliance had already changed its form - it had converged into a suspended sphere from flat surfaces, with miniature humanoid creatures the size of ants scattered on the surface, and a small light spot hovering on the outside.

The speed of the miniature people is astonishing, and they gather into different groups in the blink of an eye, each building a connected miniature building area.

This was not the end yet. In the time it took to take a breath, a series of conflicts broke out among the pocket-human populations, and the entire surface of the sphere was simply a mess.

Regarding the current situation and its causes, Jerry already had a guess in his mind - this was obviously related to the story he just made up, but further evidence was needed.

As a result, Jerry observed even more intently.Soon, the changes he expected appeared.

Tiny dragons the size of ladybugs take the stage, turning an already defeated species into victory and sweeping across the world.

Jerry held his breath and watched the crazy expansion of 'ants' and 'ladybugs'. Everything was just as he wrote.

Not long after, the fateful circle appeared in the birthplace of the 'ant colony' - a chain-like protrusion. This is no coincidence.

Sure enough, the ring was activated when the light point approached the sphere again. The 'ants' in the ring instantly turned into fly ash, and the 'ladybug' was no exception.

Eventually, the ring area melted inward, and smoke and fire poured out from it, completely covering the surface of the sphere, and no more light could be seen.

"Obviously, this is the story of Valyria." Jerry muttered to himself, confused, "But why is this happening? Magic?"

"The creator grasps the inspiration and weaves the story, and the audience gives the work existence, and the fantasy world is born; then, the new world projects its own information fragments into other fields, inspiring new people, and the story can be repeated..."

The indifferent electronic synthesized sound sounded in Jerry's ears, and it sounded the same as before.

"I have never heard or seen this kind of thing in my previous life." Jerry did not agree with the explanation given by the system. "You might as well say that this is a special effect that you automatically added."

"The king's car changes position - as the protagonist, you write this story, and the original creator becomes the audience. The reversed relationship helps to reveal the mystery of the world."

The system's synthesized voice was as calm as ever, but the amount of information inside was greater than any notification in the past.

Regarding the fact that he was actually just a character in a novel, Jerry had actually already guessed that sudden death time travel, the golden thigh of the system, and a strange life experience were all too routine.

'At that time I thought - as long as life goes well, everything doesn't matter. Jerry sighed inwardly, "It doesn't seem like it can be done now." '

"Why did you suddenly tell me these things?" Jerry calmed down and reorganized his words, "I mean, how did you get to the stage of revealing the secret? This shouldn't be a normal [plot], right?"

"Because our story is coming to an end, and the finishing work will naturally begin quickly." Facing the ending, the system's voice seemed to be no longer calm.

Faced with the announcement of the end, even though he was prepared in his heart, Jerry still failed to deal with it calmly. He was so anxious that he asked questions at the speed of a machine gun:

"Why? [The plot] has just officially begun! Is it because of the story I just made up? - The existence power that supports the world is limited, and it will not be enough to maintain it after we are separated?"

"Your guess is not valid." The system bluntly rejected the host's judgment. "In fact, after the fantasy world is formed, the spirituality of a single audience is enough to maintain its existence."

"If that's not the case, then what's the reason? Is there something wrong with the creator?"

"Yes, it was a choice made by your creator and me - he became disillusioned with his work and lost the passion to continue creating it."

Before Jerry could ask again, the system took the initiative to explain: "The outline is confusing, the writing is insufficient, the plot is boring, the golden finger is too powerful, and the timing is not good..."

After listing a long list of flaws, the system accidentally changed the topic: "In the final analysis, the author was not tough enough to give up on himself. He is really irresponsible."

After hearing this complaint, Jerry could not regret that he had not inquired thoroughly and made preparations in the past, and directly asked the most critical question:

"What happens next? The comet falls, hits Hogwarts, and it's over?"

"No, if nothing is done, the world will still run on its original track in the short term." The system changed its subject after reporting the good news, "But as time goes by, it will gradually break away from its constraints - Voldemort swept Europe, magic The exposure and destruction of the world, these extreme situations are all possible."

As before, the system added an explanation without waiting for anyone to ask: "The original track is the original work and the outline of this article, and your graduation day is the symbolic node when the world is completely derailed."

"Sounds good." Jerry relaxed a little and his tone softened, "At least I have enough preparation time."

"However, there is still one thing that requires you to make a decision yourself." The system's announcement froze the newly relaxed atmosphere again.

"What's the matter? If possible, please finish it all at once!" Jerry seriously suspected that his old partner was playing with his mentality.

"Is the fate of the whole world an unpredictable progression or a stable cycle?" This time, the system did not hold back and continued to answer in a good-natured manner:

"In this article, your physical body was delivered by a time traveler. You originally planned to clone yourself after creating a suitable mother body and use the [Time Turner] to send you back to the past."

"There is room for detailed operations: you can return it directly and only use it to maintain the stability of your own existence; you can also transfer the soul to the fetus to achieve a closed loop."

"Choose the former, and you will face an unpredictable fate after living a relaxed and happy campus harem life; choose the latter, and the beginning is the end. You can retain your memories and play the eternal protagonist in the cyclic world you are familiar with."

"How do you choose?" At this juncture that determines the fate of the world, the system's monotonous voice seemed to take on a bad taste.

Faced with two completely opposite proposals, Jerry was confused.Various thoughts were entrenched in his mind, and for a while he couldn't tell the difference.

So, he chose to change the topic temporarily: "Would you mind telling me about the future plot? For example, what is going on in the harem life?"

"No problem." The system was surprisingly cooperative and directly reported a long list: "The first is of course Hermione, followed by Salome from Hufflepuff, Pansy from Slytherin, and Luna from Ravenclaw. and Ginny of Gryffindor, and finally Leona of Ilvermorny and Gabrielle of Beauxbatons.”

"No more, no less, exactly seven brides." The system complained in a good-reading tone: "How should I put it? Are you collecting stamps? Our author, and you, the protagonist, really have enough..."

"Let's talk about the challenges in the future!" Jerry covered his eyes and interrupted his old partner's teasing.

"Okay, you are the protagonist and you have the final say." The system let this one go without further entanglement. "There are three main big troubles, the local Voldemort, the new wave in Snowfield, and the Third Salem in North America. ."

"Needless to say Voldemort, you finally made him into an echo, which is quite easy to use. The latter two are very difficult, but fortunately they are incompatible with each other." The system broadcast the information quite happily.

"The slogan of the new wave is - magic improves the world. This faction advocates that wizards should live openly and use the power of magic to promote the development of civilization." The system gave a brief introduction, "They are already using the power of magic to deeply interfere with the operation of the Red Alliance It is expected that the Secrecy Act will be completely discarded after nine years."

"As for the Third Salem, as the name suggests, it is a fanatical organization that denies magic and is hostile to wizards." The system focused on the organization. "After the new wave began to openly lead the alliance, anti-magic ideas once again appeared on the North American continent. The prevailing, thin-ice international situation breeds the soil for chaos."

"Third Salem gained a large number of supporters and some powerful collaborators, and took the opportunity to enter the stage of history. With the help of modern advanced technology and the anti-magic methods left by the Purifiers, they occupied Ilvermorny and the Magical Congress, and attacked Systematic persecution of witches in North America.”

After a brief explanation, the system made a final summary: "You and the New Wave had a cautious confrontation for a period of time, and then they joined forces to fight against Third Salem."

"If you fail, the magic world is likely to perish." The system asked the most critical question, "How do you choose? Should you keep your head down and move forward, or look back in time?"

A light curtain listing two options was projected in front of Jerry. This was the final choice.

Through the light curtain, Jerry could see the sphere he had been observing for a long time. The smoke covering it had dissipated, and the dense 'ant colony' was moving.

Just like the previous reincarnation, the ladybug-like miniature dragon once again appeared on the stage, followed closely by the empire and the magic circle, and everything was finally buried in the smoke.

Reincarnation?

Just as Jerry was about to tell the answer, he suddenly heard the cry of frogs and owls.He turned around and saw his pet trying to escape from the cage.

At this moment, he suddenly had a new idea...

Just when Jerry was about to make his final choice, the system's synthesized sound sounded again:

"I forgot to tell you, as long as you make your choice before graduation day. Of course, the corresponding preparations still need to be done. The return button is in the lower right corner of the light curtain."

Seeing that the atmosphere was completely resolved, Jerry helplessly complained: "So, you are really messing with my mentality, right?!"