Connecting the heavens from the principle of the circle

"So, don't try to imitate Voldemort, just feel free to do whatever you want, whether it's summoning Death Eaters, or continuing to lurk in search of other Horcruxes, as long as you insist on being Voldemort, things will naturally go your way. development in your favor."

Just today, Voldemort Sakura Kyoko made her debut!

Jianzhang Circle and Flame

My name is Kame Madoka, human, I just passed my 15th birthday three days ago, female, just an ordinary magical girl.

At least, it was commonplace a year ago.

Now I am a warrior!even more--

Hope of the world!

A year ago, the world suddenly had a horrible zombie disaster. Magical zombies, which were more terrifying than the monsters portrayed in horror movies, spread all over the world in an instant. All humans without magic resistance turned into irrational monsters who could use simple magic.

In that disaster, I lost a lot of relatives, friends, teachers, classmates, including... myself.

At that time, I was just an ordinary girl. Facing the frenzy of zombies all over the city, I tried my best to save a mother and daughter who were trapped in the supermarket.

However, the successive battles and saving people have already exhausted me, and the soul gem has also reached the verge of degeneration. In the end, I still failed to rescue the two people, and died of exhaustion on the second day when the tide of corpses broke out, degenerated into a witch .

Thinking about it now, at that time, even if the mother and daughter were not killed by the magical zombies, they would be swallowed by the witch I turned into. It was really a tragic tragedy.

But at that time, I, who always thought I was just an ordinary person, finally discovered the special ability hidden in my body.

Back in time!

Yes, it’s the same time-backtracking as the game archive. The moment I die, I will lose consciousness, and when I wake up again, everything will return to the noon of the day before the zombie frenzy broke out.

I don't know where my ability comes from. It may be a gift from the gods, or it may be a curse from the devil, but it doesn't matter anymore. I firmly believe that the purpose of this power is for me to save human beings and ordinary people who died in disasters.

Because, I still remember that on that night not long after my first reincarnation, the sky was completely covered by ominous dark clouds. The black-haired girl was dying in my arms, looking up at the night where no stars could be seen, admiring the magnificence of the starry sky with a voice so weak that it was almost inaudible. It was a pity that so many people were unable to see this peerless beauty.

At that time, we were just ordinary classmates. I only knew that she had a very beautiful name, Xiao Meiyan. Other than that, I didn’t know anything about her. Is her family still alive?Did she also have friends who died in the zombie crisis?

I don't know anything, I don't even know how shocking the magnificent starry sky in her eyes is.

I only know that the incomparably magnificent night sky in her mouth ignited the flame of hope in my heart, and pointed out the way forward for me in the endless despair.

Yes, wouldn't it be a pity if such a beautiful night and such a colorful world could not be shared with all human beings all over the world!

Since then, I have made up my mind that I must rely on my ability to go back in time to find the cause of this crisis and the solution to it, no matter how much suffering I have to experience in the process, how many times I die tragically , I will never give up!

With the ability to go back in time, I can even rely on death to obtain information. In order to save everyone and enjoy the magnificent night sky with her again, I am not afraid of death.

Of course, even so, I will not give up my life at will, just like I don't know where my ability comes from, and I don't know when my ability will disappear. Who dares to say whether this ability will Backtracking to a certain number of times, it will suddenly disappear?

Therefore, I will treat every reincarnation and every crisis with caution.

Just like it is now.

"Tell me, who are you!? Why do you never make mistakes, you can always avoid danger like a prophet, is it because you have the ability to predict the future! Or, or...

Those dangers themselves are your arrangement!What is your connection with the mastermind behind this disaster! "

Now, the black-haired girl is pointing a pistol at my forehead, and she can easily take my life with just a slight pull of the trigger. She has always been resolute and unrestrained, but her eyes are bloodshot and her expression is full of grief.

The girl who once admired the magnificent night sky in my arms is so haggard and decadent at this moment, but even so, she is still so beautiful and outstanding in my eyes.

Yes, she is far better than me.

I realized this in my second reincarnation. I can only rescue those trapped people from the tide of corpses, but I, who was just an ordinary student, can only do this.

I can't make any promises to them, and I can't even provide them with the most basic food for life. When I turn around to save others, they who have just escaped danger may fall into the mouths of another group of zombies.

However, she is different.

She seems to be the heir of a certain consortium. She has learned management and planning under the arrangement of her family since she was a child. Those who are rescued by me, as long as they are handed over to her, not to mention that they have no worries about food and clothing, but at least they can guarantee safety. Stable living.

She was able to take the first few people, build a gathering place that accommodates nearly 3000 people from scratch, and gain a firm foothold in a world full of zombies. She is really, far better than me.

I can see that she has no love or compassion for those people, but she still takes them in and protects them. In her eyes, there is always a love.

I don't know where this love leads, some lucky boy?Or is it the already devastated world, or the magnificent night sky that only she knows?

But no matter what, since she is willing to bear the weight of 3000 people and move forward in the last days for this love, I am willing to believe her.

Yes, I believe in her, I believe that a person who can have such a clear love can never be a bad person.

Every time I have worked with her in past reincarnations, she has never betrayed my trust, I have gained her trust, and we all believe in each other.

Trust, in this apocalyptic world where everyone wants to live, what a precious word this is.

However, now it seems that the trust that is as dazzling as a gem has been broken.

But, why was it me who broke the trust?

I couldn't understand what was going on and let her draw the gun on me.

I could see the pain in her eyes from pointing the gun at me, but she did it anyway.

Perhaps, I should confess to her that I can go back in time and reincarnate?

She is so smart, so good, she must understand me, believe me, and even give me advice.

I don't know if my decision is correct, but maybe I should really find someone who can walk with me.

I made a decision in my heart, I ignored the muzzle of the black hole, confessed my ability to her, and told her that the reason why I can predict the danger that has not yet appeared is because the same thing has happened more than once in the previous reincarnation.

I am so frank, my heart is full of expectations that we will fight side by side in the future, but why?

The grief in her eyes became deeper?

"Enough! Enough! At this time, you still want to deceive me with such silly lies! Madoka Kame, you really, really let me down."

With the falling crystal tears, her voice gradually weakened. After a little hesitation, she lowered the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the position of my heart, and fired three shots in a row.

The severe pain made me collapse to the ground, and my heart ached, but it was not because of the bullet that tore through my chest.

why?

Why do not you believe me?

I did not lie!What I said is real!

I clearly, clearly regard you as the most important and trustworthy person in this last days!

But why don't you believe me! ?

Since the outbreak of the zombie crisis, I have experienced pain, despair, sadness, and loss. Only this time, I felt so wronged that I wanted to cry.

It turns out that being questioned and abandoned by someone you trust is such a bitter taste?

As a magical girl, I will not die from a small heart shattering injury, but the grievances filling my heart make me unable to make any sound as if I was suffocating, and I can only curl up on the ground, watching her with tears streaming down my face The back of the departure.

She walked so heartlessly that I didn't even want to look back.

Obviously, three days ago, she used the extremely scarce cream on this wasteland to make a simple small cake by herself, and celebrated my 15th birthday that I myself had forgotten with a smile on my face.

When I was blowing out the candles, I made another wish to be surrounded by everyone and enjoy the most beautiful starry sky in the world.

The touch and expectation at that time are still so hot now, but why, she can be so heartless.

Xiao Meiyan!

Why do not you believe me!

I really want to save you!I want to make your wish come true!

Believe me!Homura!Please, trust me!

A gust of wind blew by, and she who had gone away seemed to have left something behind. With the wind, the thing floated towards me, and finally landed on the land full of my blood.

It was obviously an investigation report. In the upper left corner of the report, there was a picture of a blue-haired girl I was very familiar with.

The girl in the photo used to be my best friend. I would never mistake her face. Before the zombie crisis broke out, we were just ordinary girls. We tasted exquisite desserts together, bought cute little pendants, and secretly discussed the bald teacher together. We are so close.

However, her time has always stopped on the night when the zombie crisis broke out. She has no magic resistance and is the first batch of people to be infected. I tried my best to save her.

Why, Homura wanted to investigate her?

My eyes moved to look at the title of the investigation report, where it read "Investigation Results of Sayaka Miki, Head of Earth Ascension Project".

!!!

Unspeakable emotions erupted from the bottom of my heart, my vision began to darken, and everything became blurred.

I know, I understand, this is a sign that she is about to degenerate into a witch.

I will die again and start again.

This time!

I must find out the truth!

Homura, I will definitely, definitely will restore your trust!

Chapter 138 The Changing Magic World

A wizard from thousands of years ago reappeared in the world, and the influence it brought is still fermenting over time.

After all, unlike a technological society that is more developed as it gets closer to modern times, the magic world is an "ancient" society from all angles.

From the perspective of power, compared with ancient magic, modern magic has some advantages, for example, it is more simplified and lowers the threshold for using magic, but correspondingly, the power of modern magic is actually far inferior to ancient magic.

In the magic world, there are many eccentrics who devote themselves to the study of black magic and distort their bodies and souls in order to gain more power. For this group, powerful ancient magic is simply the most precious treasure in the world. As for the difficulty of learning ancient magic?

Heh, it's better if it's difficult. This can prove the value of ancient magic and separate them from ordinary people.

In addition to admiring power, there is actually a tacit understanding among wizards, which is to respect "tradition". The more traditional something is, the more unshakable it is in the magic world. This is especially prominent in potions, ancient runes, etc. that require careful research.

Just like Snape, as the world's top potion master, he actually discovered many methods of improving the potion preparation process when he was a student, and in terms of academics, he also appeared to be very un-Slytherin, and generously published these methods in the journal of potion science.

However, in fact, Hogwarts, the world's top school of magic, now uses the "traditional" configuration process in the Potions textbooks used decades ago, or even a hundred years ago. Even though Snape would not follow these outdated textbooks at all when lecturing, he still had to specify these textbooks when formulating the student bibliography.

This is "tradition", the tradition that the magic world values ​​most.

And Zhao Hun, as an ancient man thousands of years ago, his attitude often represented the oldest and most traditional "tradition". Even if he rarely left Hogwarts, he would not be seen by wizards when he did. However, some of his habits spread rapidly in the magic world, and many imitators appeared.

For example, those nobles who used to always wear reserved and arrogant smiles have recently become cold and expressionless, and seem to think that this can better set off their extraordinaryness and wisdom.

Those who are responsible for speaking at the party, whenever they need to attract people's attention, no matter whether they are used to clapping their hands or knocking on the table, they now use a unified way of tapping their fingers on the table.

There are even shrewd businessmen who have launched a new special table for speeches. Simple ancient runes are engraved on the table. Just lightly tap with your fingers, not only can the sound of the tap be amplified, but also a faint layer of light can be aroused in the air. Ripples, captivating listeners both visually and audibly.

When giving a speech, looking down at the crowd with no expression on his face, as long as he tapped the table lightly with his finger, he could attract everyone's attention, and the sense of accomplishment in his heart was so refreshing.

All the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic love this special table for speeches that can highlight their status. The Minister of Magic, Fudge, even specially designated that he must prepare this kind of table for any public speeches in the future.

What's even more outrageous is that when Zhao Hun chatted with Dumbledore, the ordinary food he casually mentioned was too filthy in his eyes, and he no longer needed to obtain energy from food, so if he didn't need to prepare drinks and snacks for himself during the conversation, it was passed on by some portrait of the headmaster.

As a result, the result of these words is that ordinary wizards are fine, they just try to eat as little as possible or not eat all kinds of refreshments when talking, but among some nobles who highly respect ancient times, there are even wizards who fast completely and only rely on various potions to supplement nutrition.

However, most of today's nobles grow up in a safe environment, never let themselves fall into danger, and have no chance to face the crisis directly and stimulate their potential.

In the judgment of life instinct, long-term hunger is a fatal crisis. Some aristocratic wizards who have fasted for a long time have actually stimulated their hidden instincts and greatly improved their spellcasting ability because of this "fatal crisis".

As soon as the news spread, more nobles, including some ordinary wizards with good family backgrounds, began to follow suit. They stopped eating and only used potions to replenish their energy. They hoped that they could also discover new potentials, and all kinds of food substitutes for a while Potions began to run rampant in the market.

Of course, Zhao Hun's greatest influence on the magic world is his attitude towards the four Hogwarts houses.

Because he has always strongly stated that the four major colleges should be united, so the graduates of each college in the wizarding world are independent of each other. Although it is impossible to reverse the hostile atmosphere of Slytherin and Gryffindor graduates immediately, there have been some changes.

Some wizards who graduated from Gryffindor and Slytherin originally needed to cooperate in their work, but due to the general environment, they had to show a hostile attitude on weekdays. Now because of the change in the environment, they have also begun to gradually try to cooperate. Mild cooperation.

Of course, the conflict between Slytherin and Gryffindor has been going on for a long time, and Voldemort's troubles more than ten years ago have completely pushed the wizards who graduated from Slytherin to the opposite of other wizards. The progress in this regard is actually not smooth.

In one of Zhao Hun's public classes, as he gradually became familiar with Zhao Hun, a Gryffindor student even asked Zhao Hun in front of the whole school, "Slytherins have always praised the superiority of noble blood and regarded blood as the greatest pride. Do you think this is correct?".

To this, Zhao Hun also gave a positive answer:

"I don't dare to say whether it is correct to regard bloodlines as pride, but Slytherin's tradition of advocating bloodlines is, in the final analysis, inherited from the founder Salazar Slytherin. I don't think it would be wrong for Salazar to insist on his lifelong belief.

Of course, I have to point out that although they are all proud of their blood, Salazar's beliefs are completely different from those of Slytherin now.

Now Slytherin's pride in blood is only derived from "I have inherited the noble blood", while Salazar's pride is "I have created a noble blood, and my descendants will be noble because of me."

The gap between the two, I think, is that after Salazar passed away, the descendants of Slytherin House realized that it was difficult for them to reach the height of Salazar, so in order not to make themselves appear too incompetent, they even inherited the founding father. People's beliefs can't do it, so they distort Salazar's will without authorization. "

Such remarks caused an uproar in the magic world, and the theory of blood that nobles insisted on became a fig leaf overnight in the eyes of many wizards to cover up their own incompetence.

Some nobles believed that this had shaken the foundation of noble existence, refused to acknowledge Zhao Hun's remarks, and even publicly questioned Zhao Hun's identity, claiming that he was not a friend of Slytherin at all, but just a liar.

As a "wizard who came from thousands of years ago", Zhao Hun naturally retained some of the bloody and barbaric habits of thousands of years ago. Within a few days, he found his favorite family, beat all the members of this family, and then cursed them one by one.