The Abandoned Empress - Chapter 272

Jay was merely a butcher, living in a small village on the outskirts of a magical world. When humans came of age, they would receive their class from a mana conduit, and begin their lives as adventurers.

“Status” Thought Jay, checking his class.
[Necromancer Level 1]
“...I'm a Necromancer?!” he was shocked. Looking around in fear, he was glad no one heard him.
In this world, this was a monster class - and one of the more powerful monsters at that.
Jay knew he would be hunted down and killed on sight - he was not just a threat to the authority of the nobles, but to all living things.

Jay now had only one option - to get stronger; building his necrotic powers up so that he may one day become untouchable.
Through plotting, secrecy, and sometimes by sheer carnage, he can only attempt to survive in this hostile world.

Join Jay as he struggles against all odds and misfortune, against a world that wants him dead, as he secretly rises and bends this world to his will.

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Gilderoy Lockhart has just become Minister for Magic of the United Kingdom, and there are several uninvited guests in the office.

Dumbledore: “Minister, I have to tell you with great sadness that Moriarty Slytherin is the most hidden person in the European wizarding world!”

Lovegood, editor-in-chief of The Quibbler: “Look Minister, the Hogwarts Riots, the Himalayan Avalanche, the Gringotts Heist, the World Cup Opening, the Nurmengard Bombing, the Azkaban Defection , the Durmstrang riot, these mysteries all point to one person, Moriarty Slytherin!”

Platinum noble Lucius: “On behalf of the pure blood family, I strongly request the minister to launch a wanted request for Moriarty Slytherin! Oh, my minister, don’t look at me with greedy eyes, all pure blood money is taken by Mori Artie’s gone.”

Gilderoy Lockhart showed his signature smile: “Please allow me to introduce to you my young master, the greatest wizard of all time, the master of dawn and darkness, the master of ice and thunder, the legendary god of magic, Moriarty Slytherin!”

This is the story of a little wizard who only has magic in his heart and becomes the big boss behind the scenes in the Harry Potter world.

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In the year 1368, at the end of July, deep crimson shall descend from the heavens.

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By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light.Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see.Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain.In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action.All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate.“In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war,” said the voice.“War?”Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius.He looked down...At the war weapons that seemed like toys.He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand.Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun.Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping.“I think, you should choose peace.” he suggested.