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[HP] Chapter 190-191
🕑 Added 2025-10-14 16:09:02 +0000 UTCChapter 190: Challenge Mission and the Spring of Drowned Maiden
Though Moaning Myrtle clearly had no intention of cooperating, Louis wasn’t exactly helpless without her.
The shadow beneath his feet began to ripple and boil.
From it, a clump of darkness detached itself and slithered toward the gaps around the sink.
Wherever there were shadows, the Shadow Legion could reach.
But moments later, the dark wisp returned empty-handed, merging back into Louis’s shadow.
“Failed?” Louis muttered in surprise.
So it seemed even Myrtle couldn’t actually enter that passage.
He stepped closer to the sink, examining it carefully for a while — then suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it down.
Boom!
The entire bathroom shuddered, and the sink cracked apart under his blow, leaving behind a crater laced with fractures like an impact from a meteor.
But the moment he lifted his hand, the damage mended itself instantly, returning to its pristine state as if nothing had happened.
“That quick?” Louis frowned, brushing the dust off his hand.
From inside one of the toilets, Myrtle floated back up, puzzled, peering over to see what he was doing.
Louis circled the sink once, feeling stuck.
Sure, he could act like a pile driver and just keep punching until he broke through, or blast it apart using the power of his talismans —
but those methods were too loud, too crude. It would only alert the serpent.
He needed another way.
Snapping his fingers, Louis invoked the power of the Ram Talisman.
A surge of invisible energy manifested, pushing the snooping Myrtle’s head straight back down into the toilet.
Then he summoned Chuan.
The toilet water splashed violently as an enraged Myrtle struggled beneath the surface.
“Master,” came a gentle voice — though the speaker didn’t appear physically. Instead, a small pool of clear water formed by Louis’s feet.
“I sense another presence nearby. I dared not reveal myself fully.”
“Another presence?” Louis thought.
So Chuan was cautious enough to be wary even of ghosts now.
“Well done,” Louis replied telepathically. “Tell me, Chuan — can you enter the sink’s interior?”
“I cannot, Master,” Chuan answered. “But I can travel through the other connected pipes and reach the area below from a different path.”
“The other pipes, hmm?” Louis mused, rubbing his chin.
Should he go down now and kill the basilisk outright — end things cleanly?
Or… make it interesting and watch the chaos unfold?
Just as he was considering, the system — which had been silent ever since his last success — suddenly reactivated.
> [Challenge Mission Activated: The Qualified Trickster]
> Mission Description: A true trickster doesn’t rely solely on brute force. Use deception and external means to eliminate the basilisk threat.
> Mission Requirement: Kill the basilisk without using any direct offensive methods.
> Mission Reward: Prime-Tier Lottery Ticket ×1, Basilisk Fang Weapon Set ×1
“Kill the basilisk without direct attacks?” Louis repeated thoughtfully, reading the prompt.
Now that was interesting.
“This is the first time the system’s ever given me a mission like this… Guess it’s starting to think I’m too much of a brawler? How rude!”
Louis scratched his head, muttering with mock indignation. “Still, that reward’s not bad — a new lottery tier, ‘Prime-Tier’ huh? Looks like this one needs some serious planning.”
With that, he turned on his heel and left the bathroom.
The splashing water inside the toilet suddenly vanished, and an enraged Moaning Myrtle popped out from a nearby stall.
“Hahaha! Didn’t expect that, did you? I can come out from this side!” she said triumphantly, ready to take revenge on Louis—only to realize he was already gone.
“Waaah…”
Seeing that her tormentor had run off right after bullying her, Myrtle burst into tears again and dove back into the toilet with a loud splash.
Moments later, the bathroom began to flood once more.
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That night, inside the Room of Requirement, Peter Pettigrew was diligently conducting his experiments — still working toward his dream of “dying peacefully of old age.”
He was carefully testing the differences between the Animagus transformation and Polyjuice Potion transformation.
Taking a sip of Polyjuice Potion containing his own hair, he attempted to transform while simultaneously casting the Animagus spell — forcing the two magics to clash and recording the results.
Meanwhile, Louis sat nearby, studying a pitch-black mask in one hand while spinning the System Lottery with the other.
> …Perfect Tenfold Draw consumed Trick Points: 20,000. Current total: 171,800.
> …Perfect Tenfold Draw consumed Trick Points: 20,000. Current total: 151,800.
> …Perfect Tenfold Draw consumed Trick Points: 20,000. Current total: 131,800.
A total of three tenfold draws, costing 60,000 Trick Points in all.
One by one, items glowing with golden light appeared before Louis — some large, some small: priceless gems, strange books of unknown purpose, and all manner of glittering artifacts.
> Draw Results:
> Miscellaneous: Golden Fertilizer, 5× Curious Pet Eggs, 3× Energy Amethysts, 5× Adaptive Sentinel Golems
> Enhancement: Perfect-Grade Biological Gene Fragment (Avian), 3× Perfect Body Enhancement Permits, 3× Perfect Mana Enhancement Permits, Manual of Primordial Harmony
> Potions: 3× Soul-Gathering Pills, 1× Laughing Step Poison, Dragon Heart
> Special: Tara’s Magical Codex, Flame Staff, Spring of Drowned Maiden (Magic World Special Edition)
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When the results appeared, Louis froze mid-motion.
He had been about to sort through his new loot — but something about those items seemed… off.
Cautiously, he rummaged through the pile until he found a suspicious object — a crystal vial filled with shimmering liquid.
Louis looked at it as though it were some catastrophic weapon of mass destruction.
After making sure there was no leakage, he carefully picked it up and read the description.
> [Spring of Drowned Maiden – Magical World Special Edition]
> Effect: Upon consumption, permanently increases magical power equivalent to three adult wizards (effective only when fully consumed).
> Additional Effect: Grants a dual-gender constitution.
> - Contact with hot water → transforms into a male.
> - Contact with cold water → transforms into a female.
> - Male form: Physical strength ×10, magic power ×3.
> - Female form: Magic power ×12, mana control greatly enhanced.
“So powerful?” Louis whistled in amazement at the description.
Just drinking this thing could instantly multiply one’s strength tenfold or more!
With something like this, why would Voldemort even bother chasing after greater power? he thought. It’s just a gender swap bonus!
Still… it wasn’t really useful for him. Using something this absurd just to prank people would be a complete waste — the kind of power boost it gave could reshape the magical world.
“If Dumbledore drank this,” Louis muttered, “he’d probably blow a hole through the sky itself. A legendary wizard with ten times the strength… I don’t even dare to imagine.”
He sealed the dangerously overpowered potion back into his storage space and continued sorting through the rest of his loot.
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Chapter 191: The Powerful Magic Golems
This round of lottery draws had been quite a profitable one.
Aside from the Spring of Drowned Maiden (Magic World Special Edition) — which Louis still had no idea how to use — almost everything else could be put to immediate use.
Among the prizes, the Adaptive Guardian Golems stood out the most.
They were powerful constructs capable of adapting to any terrain, designed for both regional defense and personal protection.
As long as their energy supply remained stable, they could maintain surveillance indefinitely — even acting as loyal, close-guard bodyguards.
Each golem shared the same appearance: tall, slender, and remarkably agile-looking, about two meters in height, their outer shells gleaming silver with intricate golden circuitry running across their bodies.
Every unit came equipped with a pair of magi-blades, a short energy dagger, a firearm mounted on its back, and a defensive shield designed for close-quarters protection.
Every movement, every function, consumed immense amounts of energy to sustain.
Fortunately, Louis’s draws had also yielded something ideal — Energy Amethysts, an all-purpose power source.
These crystals came from the world of Robo Adventure Chronicles — a place full of robot cars, fighter-plane androids, and beast machines constantly wrestling each other.
In that world, Energy Amethysts were a universal currency — capable of instantly replenishing energy reserves.
When used here, a single Energy Amethyst could power one golem for ten years of standard operation, or maintain continuous high-intensity combat for an entire year.
They looked noble and disciplined — just the kind of protectors Louis needed.
In the coming years, he suspected the Muggle world might increasingly be dragged into wizarding affairs.
And given his growing reputation, his parents could easily become targets.
Activating these three golems would form the perfect protective line around the Wilson household.
Much more reliable, in fact, than sending his Shadow Legion or Dark Assassins — both of which were entities far too tied to his darker alter ego, the kind that screamed “United Villains of the Big Family, one World!”
Those didn’t exactly align with the clean, righteous image of “Louis Wilson.”
“Emmm… let’s test their power.”
Louis cast an illusion to block Peter Pettigrew’s view, then expanded the Room of Requirement’s interior with a thought, transforming it into a massive football-field-sized space.
He then picked up a faintly glowing lavender crystal and inserted it into the energy port of one of the golems.
“Beep!”
With a clear tone, the golem’s eyes lit up — twin beams of crimson light scanning its surroundings.
The red glow swept over Louis from head to toe, and then an electronic voice echoed:
> “Beep! Commander identity confirmed. Ranger Unit–73502 at your service. Please issue orders.”
The golem stood at attention and saluted smartly.
“Perform a strength test,” Louis ordered. “Punch me with full force.”
> “Error! Directive invalid. A golem may not attack its commander.”
Louis blinked, then chuckled.
It seemed whoever had designed these things had included a very firm safety protocol — even the master’s direct orders couldn’t override their self-defense logic.
Since he couldn’t test it that way, he’d just have to find a live target.
“Come out… Shadow Abominations.”
At his call, the shadow beneath his feet began to boil.
Dozens of slick, inky tentacles slithered out, dragging with them gelatinous, slug-like creatures from the darkness.
These were members of his Shadow Legion, amorphous monsters with boneless arms that writhed and squirmed as they crawled forward, bodies glistening like oil.
Upon fully emerging, they all bowed in unison toward Louis — their Supreme Commander.
“Go,” Louis commanded. “Destroy that golem.”
The moment his order fell, the shadow creatures hissed and surged forward — transforming into writhing black tendrils that lashed toward the gleaming silver golem across the field.
The tentacles wrapped tightly around the golem’s arms and legs, constricting with tremendous force and causing it to stumble slightly.
But the golem didn’t fight back — because these creatures were summoned by Louis, and Louis hadn’t given it any order to resist.
Still, even without retaliating, the golem showed no sign of strain.
Its slender limbs remained unbent despite the crushing grip of the shadow creatures, moving smoothly and effortlessly.
After confirming the golem’s physical resilience, Louis gave his next command:
“Golem, eliminate these Shadow Troops — use any weapons at your disposal.”
> “Affirmative.”
The sensors on the golem’s head lit up, glowing like the eyes of a predator suddenly awakened.
It slowly reached toward its waist, fingers closing around the twin magi-blades hanging there.
More shadowy tentacles lunged at it, wrapping around its arms — but the golem’s grip was unshakable.
Shing!
Twin blades drew from their sheathes — though in truth, they were more like hilts than swords.
In the next instant, soft violet light erupted from the handles, condensing into glowing, razor-sharp energy blades.
They were light sabers!
Louis’s eyes gleamed. The twin blades caught his full attention.
Hmm… perhaps… maybe… possibly…
“The golem itself is impressive,” Louis thought, “but its equipment — and the technology behind it — that’s what really deserves study.”
Still, he didn’t stop the test.
The magi-blades flashed through the air, slicing apart the tentacles coiled around the golem’s body.
When a fresh wave of shadow beasts surged forward, the golem crossed its blades before it and spun — turning into a whirling storm of slashing light.
Everywhere it passed, the black creatures were shredded instantly.
None of the Shadow Legion’s grotesque forms could withstand its assault.
Its relentless, blinding attacks turned those slimy, blade-resistant monsters into a joke.
But it didn’t stop there.
After a flurry of devastating cuts, the golem reached behind its back and drew its firearm.
With a mechanical hum, the weapon charged — and then unleashed a beam of light, as thick as a finger and ten meters long.
Pchhh!
It pierced through a line of shadow beasts in one blast, then spun on its heel, sweeping the beam in an arc — erasing an entire ring of enemies in a single rotation.
Its combat power was absolutely maxed out.
However, Louis knew raw power wasn’t enough — not if these machines were meant to serve as guardians.
“Golem, initiate defense protocol.”
> “Yes, Commander.”
The golem’s sensors flashed again. It sheathed one blade, then grabbed the shield mounted on its back.
The shield looked small at first — but with a flick of its arm, it expanded into a three-meter-tall barrier of solid light.
Even just standing there, it radiated a sense of absolute security.
Then a pulse of light spread outward from the shield, expanding rapidly — fifty, sixty, seventy meters — until it hit the walls of the Room of Requirement and bounced back.
Nothing could block that wave.
And within its range, all hidden entities were instantly revealed — even the shadow creatures lurking beneath Louis’s own feet were forced out, writhing in panic.
An integrated detection and revelation spell!
Louis’s satisfaction deepened.
“Can you cloak yourself?” he asked.
The golem didn’t answer verbally.
Instead, it retracted the shield, and its body began to fade — turning completely transparent until it vanished from sight.
If not for his mental perception, Louis wouldn’t have been able to sense it at all.
“Perfect,” Louis murmured, grinning. “A golem that can fight, guard, and vanish. Absolutely flawless.”
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