Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

King Arthur?

Many thoughts ran through Murphy's mind, but the first question that popped up was another question: Since there is King Arthur, is Merlin also in this city?

In the crystal coffin behind the door to the afterlife, he saw a prophecy said to be left by Merlin - and it was exactly the same as the prophecy he had made up, and he was very curious about it.

Originally, the purpose of his trip was to meet the prophet Miriam, but if he could make that prediction, maybe Merlin was also a prophet.

Moreover, according to the note behind the Door to the Rebirth, Merlin made that prophecy in AD 547, and according to the information about Miriam he had previously collected from various books in Alkaim It seems that she also lived in a similar era.

There are not many "prophet" in this world. If Miriam also lived in this era, Merlin might have heard of her name.

The serf lying at his feet was obviously frightened by him. Murphy ignored him and came to the city gate.

Two guards in armor were holding long guns and were casually looking at the people entering and exiting the city gate. Murphy's appearance was extraordinary and his attire was even more luxurious. They noticed it at a glance. When they saw Murphy coming in front of them, a man The guard took the initiative to talk, "Sir, how can I help you?"

"Is Archmage Merlin in the city?" Murphy asked.

The guard nodded, "Who are you?"

The legendary Merlin was really in this city. Murphy breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect to meet the rightful owner so easily. He was not familiar with this era and didn't want to say more. He just looked at the guard and said : "Take me to him!"

His voice was in a magical tone, and the guard was in a daze for a moment, then hurriedly said: "It turns out he is a friend of Lord Merlin, I will take you there right now."

Camelot is a fortified city built on the top of a mountain. Its magnificent walls stand on the cliffs. It is difficult to imagine that it was built by human power alone.

Murphy looked at the surrounding environment and tried the psychic network. Sure enough, there was no response, and the devices that gathered the magic power of the magic network could not be felt. However, this was a matter of course. Those things could support him to complete a task. The thousand-year time travel has achieved its original purpose, and Murphy is not too disappointed.

It’s just that it’s not sure whether Miriam is in this era. If not, he may have to find another magic energy to travel through time again. Fortunately, even if Miriam does not live at this time, it should be close to each other on the timeline. Far away, he can travel through it without a particularly strong consumption of magic energy.

Thinking about these thoughts in his mind, Murphy followed the guard around a ridge. When he walked into an alley, Murphy saw no one around, so he stretched out his finger and pointed behind the guard's head, "Legilimency!"

He will meet Merlin later. He may be the most powerful wizard in history, but it is still unclear whether he is a friend or an enemy. Murphy plans to know more about the current world before meeting him. Legilimency is the fastest way. .

"What did you say, sir?" The guard stopped in confusion and turned around to ask.

Murphy was stunned for a moment, the spell didn't take effect.

He has used the spell Legilimency hundreds of times, and there is no possibility of a casting error. However, the feeling just now was indeed wrong. There was a magic flow flowing down his fingertips, but he did not sense that there had been any spell in the past. The feeling of touching something and triggering something.

Between heaven and earth, something that I had been accustomed to was missing.

However, his magical sound of law can still work.

"Lumos!"

no response.

Murphy frowned, raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning crackled into the air, then dissipated.

The spell was ineffective, but his own magical abilities were not damaged at all.

The problem is the magic network.

"Wizard..." the guard looked at Murphy in shock, "Are you a wizard?"

Murphy thought for a while, and pointed his index finger at the guard again. This time, he did not recite a spell, but imagined a scene in his mind, constructing a path for the magic to take effect, and then a ray of light came from his finger. The tip shot out and hit the guard.

The magic power immediately invaded the opponent's brain, hindered the function of his hippocampus, and disrupted his frontal lobe, making it impossible for him to form the memory of the past ten seconds.

The guard was stunned for a second, then turned around as if nothing had happened, "Please follow me, sir, there are thieves in the neighborhood here."

Murphy followed, but there was a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

Here, there is no magic net, and magic seems to have returned to an extremely primitive state, which is similar to making a wish. It no longer relies on spells to take effect, but regulates the operation of magic through imagination - just like those gods.

The Magic Network is not naturally formed. This has been known for a long time through research on the Department of Mysteries. However, when it was established and who built it, researchers have never had a clue.

Originally they thought that the magic network might have existed for tens of thousands of years, but now it seems that it is much younger than imagined.

So is it possible that someone today built the Magic Network? Like Merlin?

After all, Merlin is basically equal to the God of Wizards. When it comes to who can do such a thing as establishing a magic network, this is the first person that Murphy thinks of.

Thinking of this, Murphy couldn't help but feel slightly excited.

The God of Wizards, maybe he has a way to deal with the gods.

Maybe this is the reason why I came here?

The guards took Murphy into the castle, and in a tower, Murphy met the legendary wizard.

Unlike the chocolate picture or the old man expected by Murphy, Merlin only looked like he was in his forties or fifties, with a serious face, even a bit heroic. He didn't look like a wizard, but more like a general.

But he was wearing a long blue robe embroidered with gold stars, and a forehead band inlaid with more than ten gems. There was also a strange-shaped staff standing beside his desk. The huge crystal on the top of the staff shines with a deep blue color, which fully illustrates the opponent's identity as a magician.

In the magic vision, the lavender magic level also shows that the other party is at least as good a magic master as Dumbledore.

"Arch Mage Merlin." Murphy stepped forward and bowed slightly.

Merlin was also looking at him, with a look of surprise on his face, "Are you also a wizard? The guard said someone wanted to see me, but he didn't explain the identity of the person. I'm still wondering who can let him know without revealing his identity. The guards lead the way, that’s what it is.”

"I don't have any legal status here, so I had to make this move, and I hope you'll forgive me." Murphy said, "Murphy Darkholm. It's an honor to meet you, Archmage Merlin."

Merlin stared at him with a pair of brown eyes and nodded lightly, "Please sit down, Master Murphy. I wonder why you are here?"

Murphy had been paying attention to the other person's expression, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw that he didn't react when he heard his name. However, he still took out a piece of paper and handed it to Merlin.

"Did you make this prophecy?"