Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

[At the age of thirty-two, the blood transplant technology was widely promoted.

More and more people are gaining wizard blood. You feel that your current plan is almost underway, and you start to plan how to bring yourself to the current situation. Get out as soon as possible. 】

【......】

[At the age of forty, you finally found a chance that in a blood transplant operation, you created an explosion.

And use one of the potions you invented to disguise yourself as the one you transplanted your bloodline.

You managed to escape from the lab.

You travel around the continent and begin to wait quietly for your chance.

You think that in order to truly overthrow the rule of the gods, you need to create some enemies for them.

You've met creatures about your height, but they're much uglier looking.

After discovering that some of them have attained alchemy. An idea floods into your head.

Because of the ugliness of these creatures, you don't want to call them human. You've given them a new name - the goblin!]

[At the age of forty-one, you gave these ugly and greedy guys part of the alchemy.

And learn what God taught you, and tell these goblins that they are the true masters of the world.

I have to say that under your tireless brainwashing, these guys have indeed begun to believe what you say.

and believe in you as a prophet. 】

【......】

[Forty-eight years old, you are already old at this time, you know that the life span of a dwarf is no more than fifty years old at most.]

You are not afraid of death, but you regret that you can't see your layout. 】

[Forty-nine years old, studying potions and alchemy every day. Hear from wizards once in a while. 】

[Fifty years old, studying potions and alchemy every day.] Occasionally hear from wizards. 】

[At the age of fifty-one, an experimental explosion made you discover a magical red stone.

You discover that this stone has unimaginable power.

You try to feed some experimental creatures with the powder of this stone.

It was found that after eating these powders, their bodies began to change rapidly, and their organs became stronger and stronger.

Already ready to embrace death, hope reignited in your eyes, and you know that what breaks through the limits of dwarven life is on this stone!]

[Fifty-two years old, research]

[Fifty-three years old, researching, occasionally hearing from wizards.] 】

[At the age of fifty-four, you have finally developed a potion using this stone, which you call the Elixir of Eternal Life.

Although you know it's not possible.

It's just a good wish on your behalf.

In this way, your decaying and decaying body is like parched soil being re-irrigated and re-irrigated. 】

"Philosopher's Stone!"

Braun looked at the red stone, his breath became rapid, and he was all too familiar with the appearance of this stone.

When he was in first grade, he had seen it in the Mirror of Eris.

"I didn't expect this stone to be the first to be made by a dwarf!"

Time didn't stand still for Braun, and the simulation continued as he muttered to himself.

【......】

[At the age of seventy, you have discovered something that is very difficult for you to accept.

The magic is starting to wane!

This also means that the power of wizards is starting to weaken.

And the bloodline transplant you created for the wizards helped them, and it makes you angry.

After a brief moment of anger, you relented.

Although this is as you expected, it does not detract from your purpose - to overthrow the rule of the wizards!]

Braun looked at the scenes, felt a little bored, and began to speed up.

I saw the pictures changing at an accelerated pace, and finally your eyes were drawn to a battlefield site.

[Three hundred and fifty years old, relying on the elixir of immortality made from the Philosopher's Stone, you have decided to launch a tentative attack on the wizards.

And just like that, the big war began!]

[Three hundred and fifty-one years old, because of the decline of magic power, the strength of a large number of wizards has declined.

However, the power of the wizards was still strong, and the rebellion of the elves was quickly suppressed.

You fled to resist the hunt, and the method you used was still the same potion you invented. 】

[Three hundred and fifty-two years old, this year you returned to the tribe. It's just that you're disguised as a god, looking at the awe-inspiring gazes of the tribe.

You get bored, and you leave. 】

[At the age of three hundred and fifty-three, you wander the continent and begin to look for creatures that can truly resist wizards.

It's just a pity that you didn't find this creature.

But you don't give up because a new idea floods into your head. 】

【......】

[Three hundred and ninety-nine years old, you have sought an identity in human society. 】

[Four hundred years old, you have successfully established yourself in these human nations, and yes, the enemies of the wizards you have chosen are none other than themselves!

Because of the bloodline transplant, these wizards are different from the group of knowledge-oriented people you've ever met.

They were more of a fan of the importance of bloodline, and in order to ensure the stability of the bloodline, they began to pursue intermarriage among wizards.

This opens your eyes to the opportunity!]

[At the age of four hundred and ten, the witch hunt has been carried out vigorously under your encouragement. These ordinary people's dislike of wizards is at its peak.

They captured sorcerers and burned them at the stake.

The conflict between wizards and ordinary people is becoming more and more antagonistic.

A great war broke out between the two sides, and although the number of wizards was smaller, with the help of magic, tens of thousands of ordinary people were defeated. You're on the run again. 】

[......] (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)

[Five hundred years old, your body has reached its limit at this moment, and even the Philosopher's Stone has become useless to you.

The decay of the soul makes it useless for you to be young in the flesh.

You know you've reached your limit.

But you still don't want to fail.

You have returned to your tribe and taken the three dwarves you thought were the smartest and handed them the Philosopher's Stone. []

To ensure that your last wish will not be forgotten, you have used the knowledge you have accumulated over the centuries to cast a bloodline curse on the descendants of these three dwarves.

And the content of this curse is also very simple - destroy the wizard!

You've finally exhausted all your power after casting this curse.

You're dead!]

[This simulation has ended]

[You can choose any one of the selected talents to solidify, or you can replace the original solidified talent with this simulated talent.] 】

Looking at the words in front of him, Braun couldn't calm down for a long time.

The shock of this simulation was too great.

The origin of goblins, the contradiction between wizards and humans.

And why the most important wizard turned from a pursuit of knowledge to a warlock.

It can be said that this simulation has answered many doubts in Braun's mind.

"It seems...... Pettigrew must be found! Maybe I can find some clues about the dwarves from him!"

From dwarven alchemy to dwarven blood transplantation.

All of this makes Braun full of curiosity about this mysterious race hidden in history.

He believed that his current doubts could be answered by Pettigrew.

And now all he has to do is solidify the three golden talents simulated this time!

"The system solidifies the [Potions Master] talent, and replaces the [Alchemy Instinct] and [Herb Mastery] talents with [Dark Market] [Alchemy Master]. "

[Are you sure to replace?]

137 [Yes!]

[Curing in progress - curing completed]

【Replacing - Replacement Completed】

[End of this simulation.] The simulator goes into cooldown, looking forward to the next simulation!]

"Ah......h

Sitting in his chair, Braun let out a low roar of pain.

After a long time, he sat up panting.

Hundreds of years of memories and a sea of knowledge cram into his head.

His brain was almost a little overwhelmed.

"Next time, we must not be able to solidify so many talents at once!"

Braun felt that if he hadn't been a wizard, so much knowledge would have exploded in the minds of normal people in an instant.

But even it was a big burden on his brain.

"What's wrong? Braun?"

It seemed to hear Braun's low moan.

Mrs. Foley asks, looking a little worried.

"Nothing's Anything, Mom!"

As if fearing that Mrs. Foley would not be upset, Braun got up and pushed the door open.

Seeing Braun's pale face, Mrs. Foley looked a little distressed.

"You're so tired, Braun!"

Stroking Braun's hair, Mrs. Foley said with some pity.

Braun didn't bother to explain the reason for his paleness.

Just showed a smile:

"It's okay Mom. To be honest, I prefer the fulfillment of staying in the experiment to those annoying banquets.

Here I can feel that I am strong every minute and every second.

Since I have chosen to become a wizard, then I will not give up because of hard work. "

Hear Braun's firm words.

Let Mrs. Foley swallow back the words of advice that she wanted to say.

Just sighed:

"Then let's do our best. How about making you pies in the evening?"

"That's great!".