Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

Greece is also known by many as the "Land of a Thousand Islands." Within Greece, there are over 6,000 islands, many of which seem uninhabitable, merely small, desolate isles. However, in ancient Greece, these were often retreats for wizards seeking seclusion.

With his bronze skin and a sturdy build nearing Dumbledore's height of nearly six-foot-three, Nikolaos's smile was as hearty as their first meeting.

Roger never imagined that his trip to Greece would involve the personal, full-time accompaniment of the Greek Foreign Minister, especially at the latter's insistence.

"I have a list here. Which wizard would you like to visit first—"

Roger waved his hand. "The ancient wizards can wait. I'd like to see the Muggle side first."

As in Germany, Roger planned to go through everything in chronological order.

First, the modern era, then the recent past, and finally, antiquity.

First Muggles, then wizards.

From his understanding of magical history, Muggles came first, and wizards emerged from among them. The earliest wizards were like shamans in the Stone Age, initially unaware of magic's secrets.

They merely fantasized about being 'chosen ones,' squandering their talents.

It was with the rise of Muggle civilization that they gained a deeper understanding of their own powers.

Frankly, the musings of a few individuals couldn't compare to the collective thought of hundreds of thousands.

Even Roger, with his current achievements, benefited from the invisible support of countless past wizards and Muggle sages.

To understand ancient wizards, one had to start by observing the very beginning.

"Very well," Nikolaos agreed amiably, not in a hurry. "We'll get to it eventually. There's no need to rush."

During World War II, Greece was a participant, invaded by Italy and Germany in turn.

It was once even wiped off the map, only to be successfully restored the year after Italy's surrender. Walking the streets of Greece, Roger and Harry felt a similar sensation to when they went to the Ministry of Magic.

Ancient, yet somewhat dilapidated.

Since ancient times, Greece's key geographical location has made it a land of constant warfare, the site of various classic battles etched in world history.

But Roger and Harry weren't there to see those.

War and death—they had seen too much of that in Germany and had no desire to continue for the moment.

Instead, they wanted to see Plato, Aristotle, Socrates—

—and the unique city-state culture of ancient Greece.

"In hindsight, geographical features are often a crucial factor in determining a civilization's way of life."

As Roger raised his wand, the past began to reappear, and Nikolaos beside him showed a look of emotion.

Greece is a mountainous and island-filled country, with mountains covering three-quarters of its territory and few plains. This unique terrain made it difficult to form a strong, centralized government.

And this, in turn, allowed Greek thought to flourish during that period.

Nikolaos gazed at those ancient Greeks who, while also living in Greece, differed slightly from him in facial features.

He looked up into the distance, towards the academy founded by Plato. "Indeed," Roger nodded in agreement.

In his previous life, he had read a book.

If he remembered correctly, in five years, an American biogeographer would publish "Guns, Germs, and Steel," which discussed the impact of geography on civilization.

Similar scenarios to ancient Greece had occurred many times, from the Spring and Autumn period in ancient Eastern history to the collision of various ideologies in modern times.

When the distance between people is at a critical point where they can interact but find it difficult to conquer each other, they become more inclined to develop 'weapons of thought.'

Roger actually quite liked this, as intellectual progress could directly advance his magical abilities.

Magic is a miracle of the soul. When the 'heart' is there, magic will fill in the technical gaps.

But alas…

Roger, Harry, and Nikolaos stood there, traversing vast stretches of time, listening to Plato and Aristotle's debates.

As a native Greek, Nikolaos felt a strange sense of emotion.

But Roger was thinking about another issue.

"I once wondered, if one day those Muggles with great wisdom had the chance to become wizards, wouldn't they achieve extraordinary things?" Roger suddenly said, unable to stop himself as he gazed at the past.

Nikolaos was reluctant to look away, while Harry turned to Roger directly.

"But truly seeing them in history, I think things might go in another direction."

Hearing this, Nikolaos, who had been watching Plato, couldn't help but turn his head, looking at Roger with a puzzled expression.

"The essence of magic is too close to the heart, and they are too close to the essence of the heart," Roger continued.

Why don't wizards accept modern science? Because to accept modern science, they would inevitably have to explain 'what is magic?' Becoming too engrossed in this, unable to find an answer, wizards with fragile minds would gradually stop believing in magic.

Wizards who don't believe in magic will no longer be favored by magic. In severe cases, they might even become Squibs.

And these sages are in another direction. They are too close to the 'heart.' They constantly dissect themselves, dissect the world. Once they come into contact with magic, it would be like an Obscurus. A wizard's heart can create dark magical creatures.

If they go too far in philosophical speculation, touching upon something, wouldn't they create an extraordinary 'monster?'

Like the Terrorfiend that he and Hagrid once bred.

If a magical creature that infects and harms humans through thought were to be born…

They might become the source of a terrible disaster." These words came to his lips, but Roger didn't say them.

Roger was an honest man, but not everything was suitable for others to know.

At least the details of the Terrorfiend were still only known to himself, Hagrid, and Luna. He had never revealed the full picture to anyone else.

Nikolaos, unfamiliar with Roger, didn't take Roger's nonsensical words during the day to heart. Seers, after all, often spoke in strange 'riddles,' which was perfectly normal.

But in Harry's eyes, this wasn't like Roger's usual self: "Roger, I get the feeling you're troubled by something?"

That night, back at their hotel, Harry asked Roger, who was slightly frowning, with concern.

"It's nothing. I just think I might be overlooking something, and some arrangements that should have been done step by step might need to be accelerated," Roger forced a wry smile at Harry.

When he realized that philosophers learning magic might lead to some undesirable things, Roger initially didn't think much of it.

After all, his arrangement for the Muggle population was to learn the 'Second Magic' evolved from his Three-Dimensional Magic.

That power was more materialistic and wouldn't involve collisions between idealistic magic and those who study the nature of the heart.

But suddenly, Roger remembered something.

The Three-Dimensional Theory was the magical path that Roger had settled on around Christmas.

Before that, Roger had no plans in that direction. At that time, he was thinking of another path.

Which was the 'if you can't beat them, join them' theory that Roger had told Voldemort.

Enter the Muggle high-level ranks as a magical being, and then find an opportunity to study 'why wizards can become wizards,' and then start a plan to wizardize all of humanity.

At the time, Voldemort seemed conflicted about this path, and it was unknown whether he had made a choice.

If he chose this path... But then he thought again, even if Voldemort didn't take this path, future Second Magic practitioners would definitely choose to pursue the power of true wizards.

Because according to the Three-Dimensional Law, the existence of a high-level medium dimension is crucial. Without idealistic magic, Second Magic practitioners are essentially born with one leg missing, and they will definitely try to make up for it.

With these thoughts in mind, the problems facing Roger became two.

On one hand, he had to guard against Voldemort really causing big trouble.

On the other hand, full wizardization was actually inevitable, it was just a matter of time, regarding how to deal with something like a complete Terrorfiend if it really was born.

The first problem was easy to solve. Although Voldemort was becoming more and more 'inhuman,' he might not be able to solve a problem that countless predecessors had failed to solve immediately.

As long as his Three-Dimensional Theory was rolled out according to the originally planned timeline, and the Second Magic was popularized, he should temporarily give up investing his energy into this.

As for the second—

Roger also had a rough idea.

"Harry, do you believe in fate?" Recalling the solution he had thought of, Roger felt a little awkward.

"Fate?" This word was somewhat special to Harry, who had been accompanied by prophecies since birth.

"I don't hope there's any fate." Otherwise, his parents might not have suffered such misfortune.

"I'm not referring to that kind of fate—forget it." Roger didn't discuss this topic in detail with Harry, as it didn't seem appropriate to talk about this with Harry.

The solution that Roger had come up with was actually the name of the company he had founded.

"Subspace Magic Technology Limited Company."

Originally, this name was just because all the good names had been taken, so he found a somewhat eccentric term related to Muggle academia.

But now, it seemed that it had actually come true.

That's right, Roger's idea was to put a 'protective layer' on the collective unconscious sea of humanity, a layer that would imprison all potentially harmful thought-magic life forms in a 'virtual zone'.

Warp demons, Orks, Warp... Should I go to the Asia Minor region and look through the history to see if an ageless tough guy was born there?