Harry Potter: Using science to be IMMORTAL

"I almost killed Professor McGonagall and Arthur Weasley... Ron's father..."

"They were my friends..."

"And I did something that can never be forgiven."

"I'm no longer their friend."

"I betrayed them."

So that's why Lucas felt like she was being treated as a tool. Objectively speaking, having Lucas confront the Order of the Phoenix seemed to utterly disregard her feelings.

Murphy frowned, "I'm sorry, I didn't consider it fully. It was indeed very inappropriate to ask you to do this."

The Order had many capable members, and among those on his side, Lucas was the most reliable. Moreover, she was also in charge of Plan B. At that time, assigning Lucas to eradicate the Order was indeed Murphy's optimal choice.

It's likely that Lucas herself didn't realize this risk at the time.

Harry, Ron, and others held significant importance in Lucas's awakening, so she deeply valued their friendship.

"You don't need to blame yourself too much. Killing Sirius was an accident. If there is someone to blame for this, it should be me."

"I'm the mastermind. It was because of my conflict with the Order that led to Sirius's death."

Lucas's brow remained furrowed.

"Professor, is it really good to understand and empathize with others?"

"Of course," Murphy said. "Even from the most utilitarian perspective, these qualities can help you better predict and judge others' actions. Why do you ask?"

"I often feel exhausted. In the past, I could implement my ideas without any concerns for others' feelings, but now, it seems I can't do that anymore. I feel tied down..."

Murphy thought for a moment and said, "We can understand this issue from two perspectives, Lucas."

"Firstly, you're just beginning to explore this entirely new field. It's like adding some new rules to a game you're familiar with. You naturally need some time to adapt to it. This is a normal phenomenon and a necessary path for progress."

"Although you could ignore others' feelings in the past, their feelings still existed."

"Just like the ditches and obstacles on the road ahead. In the past, you couldn't see them. Although you could stride forward, you might stumble and suffer a setback."

"Empathy is a beautiful quality, but ignorance should never be promoted."

"Secondly, from another perspective. You've acquired a new standard to measure your actions. We can simply call this moral standards, as it aligns with people's aspirations for good qualities."

"Now that you have such a standard, you think you should reach that standard to become a better person. But the things you do now make you feel just as despicable as before."

Lucas looked at Murphy seriously and nodded.

"But Lucas, many things in this world aren't related to morality."

"The incident with Sirius wasn't something you actively pursued; it was unrelated to your will. Even if it was an active decision, it wasn't based on any despicable motive."

"Our conflict with the Order is based on differing ideals and understandings of the same issue. It's a clash of ideologies due to differences in expectations and directions for the future. There might be a right and wrong, but it's not something that can be measured by moral standards."

"Moral standards are suitable for measuring everyday, life-oriented scenarios, but what we and the Order are facing goes far beyond the ordinary, fundamental structural conflict."

"So, you're just not yet adept at applying this newly acquired standard's boundaries. You've spread it too broadly."

Lucas seemed to somewhat understand but still nodded lightly, "I feel like I understand a bit, yet not entirely, but I feel much better. Thank you, Professor."

"You don't think I'm deceiving you?" Murphy smiled.

Lucas blushed slightly.

"Even if you are a liar, you're the most impressive one in the world. As you said, people always live in their own worlds. Even if my life is a complete lie, if I can't see through it, what difference does it make from the truth?"

"So, Professor, if you really are deceiving me, then I hope you can maintain this lie until my very last moment."

Murphy frowned.

That's not right; my point was to encourage you to take initiative.

How did it turn into this kind of yandere vibe when it got to you?

What's going on with this girl?

"Professor, let's start the transfer."

Alright, if the conversation continues, the Holy Mother really will escape.

Murphy set aside his thoughts on addressing her psychological issues and focused on the task at hand.

But he didn't have much to do; the soul transfer was mostly carried out by Lucas herself. Murphy only reminded her of the key hardware location.

"Bring the death row inmates..." Murphy said.

"No need, Professor," Lucas smiled, "Killing is only to shake one's own soul. Sirius was enough."

"Then, see you in a bit, Professor."

Murphy nodded, "Be careful."

"Okay."

Lucas drew her wand and recited a long spell.

The creation of a Horcrux is also a magical ritual involving murder, incantation, and an object. Therefore, Voldemort chose items of personal significance to create his Horcruxes.

After the lengthy incantation, she directed the spell towards her chest, and her body suddenly slumped.

Murphy caught her, not too worried, as this was a necessary process.

Lucas's soul fragment remained in the Horcrux, making the Horcrux her true form. Her current body was just a shell animated by magic or the spirit housed in the Horcrux. Thus, any change in the Horcrux would cause her to "disconnect."

The indicator lights began to flash rapidly, and numerous fans worked overtime, the noise in the room increased by more than ten decibels, and the electricity consumption of the entire room spiked.

A screen in front of Murphy flickered with countless characters, sometimes a whole line of programming language, but more often meaningless gibberish.

The soul transfer process naturally involved a lot of magical flow, which would cause errors in the precision computing units.

If one were to use this supercomputer for addition calculations now, among ten thousand instances of one plus one, there would surely be a few dozen or hundred instances not equal to two.

"Bang!" A cabinet full of GPU chips overloaded and burned out the circuits, a burnt smell wafted over.

The massive precision air conditioner ran at full capacity, but the cold air it blew out turned hot in a few breaths.

Damn, should have used a water cooling system.

Or maybe move the next supercomputer center to Siberia.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, the whirring sound of the fans suddenly stopped.

The room dimmed for a moment.

Then, a line of text appeared on the screen.

"I did it! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o"

Murphy frowned, looked down, and sure enough, Lucas had woken up. She still had her usual calm demeanor, her eyes quietly watching him, seemingly undisturbed.

Not... Sister, you're excited enough to use emoticons, yet you're still acting all calm?

So, your mood and expression are running on different tracks, huh?

It feels like this disciple's condition has worsened.

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