HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 23: Zombie Dungeon! ] (Patreon)

On another pleasant note, I had become the undisputed leader of this year's Ravenclaws.

It should come as no surprise, since I was currently ranked 2nd in terms of grades and was in the quidditch team. The only reason why I wasn't first was because those first few weeks where I couldn't do magic, were bringing me down. Well that, and Hermione's relentless effort to not fall behind.

But all of that would change in the next semester seeing as I was able to raise my Spell Casting skill to level 9.

I could level most skills to level 10 in a few days, the only problem was that after 10 they became increasingly harder to level. For this reason, most of my current skills tended to be between 10 and 18.

A whistle sounded and everyone huddled around the Captain, it was time to do more drills.

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"Hey Richard, do you think you can help me with my transfiguration homework?" Terry asked as soon as I stepped into the common room.

I put my hand out, causing the Ravenclaw to scowl before digging into his pocket and taking out 5 Knuts.

Placing the money in my hand he asked again, "So will you?"

"Sure, let me just run up to my room real quick," I replied, pocketing the money.

Lately I've started offering tutoring in exchange for a small fee, as a way to get closer to the other houses.

So far, only the first year Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs had come to me for help but that was to be expected. Slytherins were too prideful to ask a muggle-born like me for help and Gryffindor didn't like me on account of my friendship with Daphne.

Speaking of Daphne, she was coming along nicely. She had recently relinquished some of her power to Draco, making both her and him the co-leaders of the first year Slytherins. This was for the best, since now she had a scapegoat she could use if Slytherin house ever started getting out of hand. Plus, with Draco's prejudice being well known to the student body, it would make her appear better in comparison. After all, who would you trust, the son of a known Death Eater, or the Daughter of Noble House who stayed out of the last war?

It also seemed that she finally realized my trap, seeing as she was taking every small opportunity to try and get me under her thumb, only to be left sorely disappointed when I outmaneuvered her.

Hogwarts was turning out to be an interesting experience, there was always something new. I had even been able to find the patterns behind the stairs' movements. Turns out that WIZ was great for finding patterns and calculations, which explained my sudden talent in transfiguration considering it was the most scientific of the classes.

Getting my books, I briefly pulled up my stats.

[Charles Bell

Class: The Gamer

Level: LV 12 Next Level: 47.49%

HP: 230/230

MP: 340/340

STR: 21

DEX: 20

VIT: 18

INT: 29

WIS: 52

LUK: 13

Points: 0

Money: 3,187 G/ 2 S/ 16 K

Inventory: 184/250]

Looking at the numbers, I was confident that I could beat the undead wizard, even with it being almost triple my level.

It was time for my payback.

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Zombie Dungeon:-

I stalked the roof tops of the old suburban community trying to be as silent as possible.

Looking down at the street I saw the normal zombies bumbling around.

So far, I had yet to spot any wizard variant, making me believe that it would only show itself once I culled their numbers a bit.

[Sneak]'s level has risen by one.

[Sneak] (Active/Passive) LV 3 EXP: 0.0%

[Description: Why fight then head on, when backstabbing is so much easier? Embrace your ninja side.

Passive: You become 10% harder to detect.

Active: By using mana, you can become invisible so long as you don't move.

Cost: 50 MP per minute.]

I couldn't waste too much energy fighting the grunts so I took out my hand and aimed at the zombies' legs.

A simple jelly-legs curse would be enough to stop them.

"Locomotor Wibbly."

One by one they all fell down as their legs became as limb as noodles.

From then on, I cut off each of their heads and collected their drop loot.

This process went on until around the 100th zombie.

[You sense danger!]

Crack!

It seems I didn't need to bother to look for it as it had taken the curtesy of apparating in front of me.

I unsheathed my rapier and held it tightly in my right hand while my other held the wand.

It gave a dry moan as it held up it's wand which was glowing with black mist.

I said nothing as I sent a cutting curse at it.

It responded by sending one back.

When the two curses clashed, mine was the one that was pushed back. An x shaped cut appeared on the ground in front of me.

As I thought, it was better than me when it came to magic.

[Zombie Wizard LV 32

HP: 10,000/ 10,000

MP: 1,990/ 2,000]

But that didn't change anything, it just meant I had to get creative.

"Flippendo!" I yelled out only for it to be blocked by a transparent shield.

That was enough however, as I took out a glass orb that contained grey smoke and smash it on the ground.

In seconds, the area was covered in thick white fog, making it hard to see more than a few inches in front of us.

With my wand and sword in hand I disappeared into the fog.

I felt a strong gust of wind try to dispel it, but it was no use.

While it could no longer see me, I could still manage to detect where it was by using the game map and a little bit of guesswork.

"Confringo," I whispered, pointing my wand at a point in the fog.