Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

Buckingham Palace.

Zhang Huowang was sitting on the luxurious throne. With a thought, the huge magic power vibrated and captured all the surrounding light.

The hall suddenly went dark, and the light gradually distorted under the influence of the wizard's will, evolving into a ten-meter-wide projection of a floating city based on London.

The city is lifelike and the expressions of passers-by are clearly visible.

Grindelwald and others opened their mouths, and the shock they felt when they saw magic for the first time spread in their hearts.

Zhang Huowang smiled calmly.

Omniscient is omnipotent, and the ultimate direction of magic is to distort reality with personal will, and finally all wishes come true.

After [-]% of his subconscious mind was unblocked, he had a premonition.

The remaining [-]% ​​of the subconscious mind is larger in size than the [-]% that was previously unsealed!

It seems to be a forbidden area, where all the dark sides of human nature lurk, and are extremely dangerous.

When he unblocks his entire subconscious, his understanding of magic will certainly reach a realm that no one has ever entered before.

He will no longer stick to the magic framework in this world, and show the true meaning of magic with every move he makes.

However, it seems that the soul will will also change.

Was a little bit of divinity born out of the endless frenzy of desire?

Or has the will completely sunk into the frenzy of liberated humanity and turned into the biggest source of dark turmoil?

He doesn't know, but he will never stop, even if the world is destroyed and everything returns to where it started.

Zhang Huowang recovered his thoughts and said with a smile: "As you can see, this is a people-oriented floating city."

"Later, detailed drawings will be distributed to everyone."

Flitwick's eyes were full of intoxication: "This is the greatest invention of this century!"

Nicoléme also looked excited: "Master, what do you need us to do? Just give us your orders!"

Damn old man, I need you to drink a hundred tons of chrysanthemum spray.

Zhang Huowang complained in his heart and said with a smile: "This floating city is people-oriented. When it takes off, it requires a hundred thousand wizards to inject magic power together."

"After taking off, [-] wizards will be needed to charge it at the same time every day."

"But this is only temporary. After the magic industry of the stars is fully established, this floating city will only need to use magic crystals to maintain it."

After a brief introduction, Zhang Huowang patiently answered everyone’s questions one by one.

The final division of labor is basically determined.

Within five days, everyone must work together to ensure that the floating city can rise successfully three times.

Nicoléme and Flitwick were responsible for producing all the required magic materials, and had the right to temporarily recruit no more than 100 million wizards.

Professor Snape will temporarily put aside the promotion of the soul-eating potion and let him select 50 wizards to ensure that the magic pattern is solved.

Dumbledore wanted to select 20 wizards to practice the mass levitation spell day and night.

Grindelwald acted as the central coordinator, coordinating all matters and ensuring that the floating city would be simulated at least three times before the founding ceremony.

As for Zhang Huowang, he was ready to talk to the God of Death.

Yu Gong, although the system can block the God of Death, he is still worried that the God of Death will come out to cause trouble.

Yu Si, well, he actually just wants revenge.

Isn't it the behavior of a gentleman not to avenge one's enemies?

...

On July 7, everything was going on in an orderly manner.

After Zhang Huowang rested for a while, he got up early on this day and came to the plain south of Hogwarts.

The 20 selected wizards are practicing the collective levitation spell here day and night.

Zhang Huowang held the demon pet kitten that was dyed white and soon found his target.

At this time, Old Bee was teaching a beautiful girl who had just been promoted to a wizard how to correctly release the collective levitation spell.

In his hand was a uniquely shaped wand.

Made of elder, the tail feathers of the Thestral.

"Dumbledore! Let's duel!"

Old Bee turned around blankly and looked at Zhang Huowang with a passionate expression on his face.

Lord, are you seriously ill?

Zhang Huowang put down the little white cat, raised his wand, and repeated: "Dumbledore, let's duel!"

"Come on, have a battle between men with me!"

"There can only be one master of the Elder Wand!"

Zhang Huowang is not very clear about Deathly Hallows, because after the release of the seventh part of the previous life, he was busy learning how to become a scumbag.

But he still remembered some.

For example, the person who collects all the Deathly Hallows will become the master of Death.

Also, the Invisibility Cloak is in Harry's hands, and the Resurrection Stone is the ancestral ring of the Gaunt family and one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

The Elder Wand is in Dumbledore's hand.

It seems that only by killing the original owner of the Elder Wand can one become the new owner of the Elder Wand.

Was that why Voldemort killed Snape?

Zhang Huowang sighed. Although he could choose the wand freely, he was not sure whether there was any hidden law of cause and effect on the Elder Wand.

I'm sorry, Dumbledore, no one can stop me from seeking revenge on death!

"Ava..."

Green light flashes.

"Wait a moment!!!"

Dumbledore was so angry that his beard flew up, and he waved the Elder Wand in his hand angrily.

"If you want the Elder Wand, you don't have to use the Unforgivable Curse!"

"As long as you defeat me, why do you want to kill me!?"

Ugh?

Is that right?

Zhang Huowang was stunned for a moment and rubbed his head awkwardly: "Expelliarmus!"

Dumbledore stood there expressionlessly, letting the Elder Wand fall from his hands and fall on the lawn beside him.

"Ahem, Professor Dumbledore, you are busy."

"I just strolled."

Zhang Huowang coughed, apologized, picked up the Elder Wand, and looked at it carefully for a while.

Well, it seems like nothing special.

The increase in magic is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary wands, about several times.

"The legend has been circulating for a long time. Will people who hold the Elder Wand have a greater confidence in themselves?"

"No, the wand itself has a very strong amplifying effect, almost solidifying the legend."

"Could it be that you have to collect all three items before you can see the God of Death?"

Zhang Huowang frowned and muttered to himself.

Since the sea of ​​collective subconscious can give birth to countless magical creatures, it can also imbue some items with magical abilities and turn waste into treasure.

Whether it is the pair of charming treasures of the Fiennes family or the sword in the stone, they are all related to legends.

The same is true for the Elder Wand.

If the Elder Wand was made by Death himself, can it be understood that Death was once a human being?

Spreading legends seems to be a shortcut to establishing contact with the sea of ​​collective subconscious...

Zhang Huowang's heart moved and he put away the Elder Wand.

He picked up the little white cat and was about to leave, but found Dumbledore still glaring at him angrily.

"Professor, I'll just take a walk. It's okay. You're busy."

Zhang Huowang smiled awkwardly and quickly apparated and disappeared from the place.

...

"Harry Potter! I want you to help me practice!"

what?

Harry looked up blankly, still chewing a piece of smoked sausage.

At the dining table not far from him, also at a loss, were Harry's uncle's family.

Gee, it seems that the founding of the Stars has not changed Harry's status in the family.