The Little Superman of Hogwarts

In the den of the nearby centaur tribe, Kree, Hermione, Ginny, and Voldemort sat down.

Voldemort took out a small silver wine flask from who knows where. The flask was only about a liter in size, didn't look big, but poured out four huge goblets of red wine.

"This is a 1982 Lafite. Although the quality is worse than what I make myself, please believe me, this is already the best wine I have on hand!" Voldemort raised his glass, signaling the three to drink together.

Fourth-year Hermione

Hermione and Ginny both looked at Kree with questioning eyes, wondering if they could drink. Kree affirmed in his heart and directly told them through the mind link. Although Hermione looked conflicted, the four quickly began to drink together.

"You are really braver than I imagined!" Voldemort smiled, a hint of admiration on the old handsome man's face.

"To be able to take a glass of wine from the enemy and drink it, you are at least much stronger than that trash!" Voldemort said, finally introducing himself: "Saint Merlin Tom Riddle, I think you know, I come from another world!"

"Of course, we know!" Kree and the others nodded.

Kree was a little shocked when he heard this name for the first time. Names starting with Saint were not simple characters, and now even using Merlin as a title, this name could be described as awesome. It's roughly equivalent to a soldier winning two first-class merits and retiring healthy without losing any parts.

"You can just call me Tom. Originally, I wanted to play some games with you to add some color to my boring life, but now there is no time," the handsome Voldemort said calmly.

Kree and the others understood instantly, this was about the Triwizard Tournament draw and the early appearance of the pink toad.

"Perhaps you can feel that I don't have any malice!" The old handsome man picked up the red wine and took a light sip.

"Of course! From the first time I saw your handwriting, I knew you were different from that Voldemort, I mean that little monster-like guy.

And although you manipulated the Triwizard Tournament, you didn't do anything too bad. At least you didn't replace Mad-Eye Moody."

Kree also took a sip in response.

"Mad-Eye Moody, that guy is really annoying.

Okay, let's not talk about that guy.

I come from another universe, or another space-time. In the Muggle world, I came into contact with the concept of parallel worlds. I think it's easy for you to understand the relationship between us," Tom said seriously, "And the purpose of me coming to this world, I think you should be able to guess—the magic of our world is about to dry up!"

"This hasn't happened in the last few thousand years! Although magic has been declining in recent centuries, and the magic power is far less than before, it can still allow us wizards to survive.

But if the magic power further declines, then eventually there will be no wizards on this planet, and we will become a Muggle world!

Perhaps this is not too bad for the earth, but it is definitely not good news for us!"

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at the three people seriously: "I accidentally came into contact with parallel universes and came to the current world after untold hardships! Originally, I wanted to save my world through the magic here, but just this month I discovered that the magic of this universe is also declining rapidly!

At most, in 30 years, around the year 2020, magic will permanently disappear from this planet. At that time, countless wizards hidden among the crowd will be exposed to the Muggles, and all the wizards will be like lambs to the slaughter."

"It's not terrible for wizards to lose their magic power. What's terrible is the process of them integrating into the Muggles. They have huge wealth and rare animals!

It is conceivable that if there is no magic protection, I think their ending will be very tragic," Voldemort said to Kree word by word.

If magic is completely lost, then all magical animals will gradually transform into ordinary animals, and those magical animals that cannot survive in a magic-free environment will disappear permanently.

And if wizards lose the protection of magic and are rashly exposed to the Muggle world, these stupid guys will easily be swindled out of all their wealth by Muggle con men or legitimate politicians, reduced to the streets, and may even be shot directly by robbers.

The entire British magical world has more than 10,000 people, no more than 20,000 at most, about one wizard for every 5,000 people. The number of wizards in the entire human world is about less than 1.5 million.

Although they are scattered all over the earth, they are nothing, but once they lose their protection, then these 1.5 million people are likely to die more than 1 million.

"So, what do you want me to do? Or what do you want to do?" Kree asked Voldemort.

"To be honest, I don't know either!" The old handsome man also showed a puzzled expression and explained: "The reason why I can accurately find you is because there is no such person as you in our world!

In fact, the parallel world we are in now is already the third parallel world I have arrived at. The first two parallel worlds are similar, and they also face the same crisis, but I am very familiar with the people there, only you..." At this point, Tom stopped talking.

Of course, Kree understood instantly. What he meant was that the other two parallel worlds only had different development paths. The people who should appear would still appear. Only this world had one more non-existent person, or a non-existent but very powerful person.

"So you believe Kree is the savior?" Hermione asked.

"Now I am 99% sure!" Tom said decisively, "Especially now, after I saw you for the first time! I have now become a god, this is the intuition from a god!"

Hearing this, Hermione's eyes flashed with a strange light, staring at old Tom carefully, as if trying to see through this guy who claimed to be a god.

Beside her, Kree showed a helpless expression: "Everyone thinks I am the savior, but I don't even know how to save this world. Although I now understand a bit why magic will dry up, I can't think of what I should do to restore these worlds to normal magic power."

"You know the reason?" Tom showed a surprised expression: "I wandered around several worlds, but I didn't find the reason."

"By a very accidental chance, I came to a doomsday world. In that world, magic was just beginning to recover. That world was originally a magic-free world," Kree then told everything he encountered in the doomsday world, only omitting the [Artificial System].

“The magic of that world is no different from the magic here. If I'm not mistaken, the magic fluctuations of the fifth-dimensional world have affected the four-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds, forming magic tides.

It's like a surge. Our world floats on a fifth-dimensional ocean, and the fourth dimension is the surface of this ocean. We are the ships floating on the surface of these oceans. When some seawater pours into our ship, our world possesses magic.

And when tides and surges occur in the fifth dimension, our ships will be stranded on the shore. At this time, we will completely lose magic, or rather, higher-dimensional energy, until the next tide brings us back to the ocean.”

“This process will be very long, possibly lasting tens of billions of years. It's even possible that the magic tide will be gone forever, and our world will completely become a world on land, never again able to touch even a trace of magic.”

Old James looked at Keli with the eyes of a god. He had searched through three or four worlds without finding the reason, and finally received a complete explanation from Keli.

“Then why can't we pull the ship back into the sea?” Ginny also asked.

“I am just an ant in this world, perhaps I am a bit bigger…” Keli said.

“But in any case, an ant cannot drag a ship!

That's the key to the problem!

We can travel from one ship to another because we have built a spider silk bridge between these two ships, so we can travel between the two ships through this spider silk.

But spider silk is just spider silk. The slightest breeze will break it.

I have no way to turn it into a strong bond to pull our big ship back into the sea.”

Although Keli is very powerful now, his strength has exceeded a million tons. It's no exaggeration to say that in fantasy novels, he could already be a final boss.

But the mass of the entire Earth alone reaches 60 trillion tons, which is nearly ten orders of magnitude higher than Keli's current strength.

And the total mass of the entire universe reaches 1 × 10 to the 100th power tons, which is 90 zeros higher than Keli's current strength.

Even becoming the strongest Silver Superman can only traverse timelines and control the past and future, but he cannot move the entire universe.

Moving in the fifth dimension is something even the Silver Superman at his peak couldn't do, let alone Keli now. Keli now doesn't even have the abilities of the TV series version of Superman.

The four people talked for a long time, until late at night, before Old Tom left.

After Old Tom left, the three of them went to the centaur tribe to take a look, and after meeting with a few old friends, they returned to Hogwarts. On the way back to the castle, the three of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Until they reached the castle gate, Hermione suddenly asked, “Wouldn't you say that we are undertaking the mission to save the entire world?”

“Perhaps we should… This is not just saving the whole world, but also saving ourselves! I don't think you want to become a person completely without magic, right!” Keli said.

Hearing this, Hermione's eyes seemed to light up, and her movements stopped. A bright brilliance spread in Hermione's eyes.

Saving the Earth?

“That's just terrible!” Ginny also looked horrified. Hogwarts' most famous Squib is the gatekeeper, Argus Filch.

One can imagine that if everyone became like this, it would be a disaster.

Just as the three of them were about to walk into the castle, a special magic fluctuation appeared in Keli's perception. Keli turned his head in surprise. This magic fluctuation was flowing out of Hermione's body.

“Magic fluctuation?” Keli looked at Hermione now, somewhat surprised.

A magic fluctuation that seemed to come from the depths of endless time and space spread from Hermione's body.

【Magnificent! Vast! Holy!】 These words perfectly describe this fluctuation.

What's happening?

Before Keli could react, Hermione exuded a terrifying aura, as if all living beings should prostrate on the ground waiting for Hermione's arrival.

Yes, that's right, that's the word—Arrival!

At this moment, Keli instantly understood that Hermione had taken that step—she had become a true god, possessing authority.

In other words, she now has the ability to communicate with that non-existent Heavenly Dao!

Hermione's location was not far from the castle. After this aura spread out, countless phantoms suddenly appeared on the castle's battlements. Keli could see that some of them were the ancient sages of Hogwarts.

Such as the four founders of Hogwarts, and many past headmasters of Hogwarts.

And two figures also flashed out from the castle, one of course was Old Bee Dumbledore, and the other was Old Bat Snape.

At this time, the aura on their bodies was somewhat similar to Hermione's. They both possessed the same authority and could be called gods.

After the two arrived, they didn't speak, but stood beside Keli and Ginny, quietly looking up at Hermione floating in the sky.

Hermione was now emitting a sacred light, which was the light caused by magic fluctuations. Keli could feel Hermione's magic value rapidly increasing from the original tens of thousands of cards, all the way to the astonishing number of 500,000 cards!

Ginny looked at Hermione with envy. Hermione had become a god in the Slytherin trial, and Ginny did the same, taking the last step in that virtual world.

But until now, Ginny still couldn't touch that threshold, and she was still too far away.

About half an hour later, Hermione descended from the sky, and her eyes and pupils changed. Her pupils turned golden with a hint of cyan, and shone with a sacred fluorescence, appearing solemn and inviolable. Hermione's skin also improved a lot. The acne and freckles that were originally on her face had all disappeared, and her skin was as smooth as jade.

“How could it be so fast?” Keli couldn't believe it. He knew that Hermione had spent a full 500 years in the world of the Slytherin trial to become a god. Although the second time to become a god, the time would be shortened, but according to Keli's judgment, it would take at least 100 years.

But now it's less than a year? She became a god?