Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

Hagrid was an honest and straightforward man. Since he had accepted Roger's commission, and was indeed very interested in cultivating new magical creatures,

he would naturally do his best.

Since reaching a verbal agreement with Roger nearly two months ago, he had been working tirelessly on this matter.

Initially, he conducted some experiments.

But they all failed.

Those failures made Hagrid realize that the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest were not enough to support his experimental needs.

He needed more special magical creature species, but the magical creatures Hagrid needed were relatively rare and difficult to obtain, so his experimental progress was stalled.

Even with Roger constantly sharing his non-confidential information on cell deformation and modification with Hagrid during this period, it was still useless. Cultivating magical creatures was like asking a skilled housewife to cook without rice.

It wasn't until Hagrid met two people.

One was encountered two weeks before Halloween. At that time, he went to Hogsmeade Village, a wizarding gathering place near Hogwarts, as usual, looking for new magical creature sellers in the tavern.

As a result, he really found one. Although the other party covered their body very tightly and disguised their voice, looking very mysterious, Hagrid didn't suspect anything… The magical creature trade itself was an industry that walked on the edge of the law.

The sale of some high-risk magical creatures was even a serious crime, so this disguise was too normal.

The seller brought a Boggart that Hagrid had been seeking recently… Unfortunately, there was only the Boggart. The other party said they had never seen the tiny magical creatures that Hagrid wanted.

After the transaction was completed, the person even pestered Hagrid to have a drink together. Under the seller's questioning, Hagrid boasted a lot while drinking, bragging about how he had tamed a rare three-headed dog.

"You have to learn how to make them quiet, like… music."

"Music?"

After the party dispersed, Hagrid encountered his next stroke of good luck.

After asking many friends in the magical creature reselling business, but failing to find the tiny magical creatures he wanted, Hagrid simply paid out of his own pocket and offered a reward in various newspapers.

Soon after, someone came to his door.

At first, Hagrid didn't quite believe what the other party said, because… she was too young, and her remarks were a bit beyond Hagrid's understanding.

But seeing the other party's confident appearance, Hagrid, who was particularly tolerant of children, decided to give her a chance.

"Do these creatures really exist?"

"Blurble humbugs certainly exist, it's right there." The blonde little girl, who looked only 10 years old, affirmed.

Hagrid, half believing and half doubting, locked the Boggart and the 'Blurble humbug' together according to the instructions of the little girl, Luna Lovegood.

Hagrid is one of the few masters in the world when it comes to cultivating magical creatures.

He can even allow XXXXX-level dangerous creatures (the highest danger level) such as Manticores and another high-risk magical creature, Fire Crabs, to give birth to offspring, creating a completely new species, Blast-Ended Skrewts.

His skills are beyond doubt, and next, Hagrid began his performance.

Boggarts, dark magical creatures, shapeshifters living in dark and narrow places, will turn into the thing that the person who encounters it fears the most. No one knows the shape of a Boggart, because no one has seen its true form.

Blurble humbugs, according to the little girl Luna, are tiny, invisible creatures that float into people's ears and disrupt their thinking.

Hagrid wanted to use the commonality between the two to create a creature that was small enough, but could sense people's thoughts and change itself according to the thinker's mind.

Hagrid wanted to cultivate it generation after generation, until this creature was so small that even thinking didn't exist, and it completely obeyed the wizard's instructions.

In Roger's words, it would be a 'parasitic beast' that could be autonomously controlled by humans and possessed the ability to reorganize its own physical structure.

But as time passed, Hagrid's 'parasitic beast' was not successfully cultivated, but a strange thing was created…

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After systematic observation, Roger summarized the characteristics of this creature.

Under normal circumstances, this creature is transparent, about the size of a grain of sand, slightly radiating yellow light, looking like a source-less firefly floating in mid-air.

At this stage, it is not powerful, even a bit fragile.

But once it comes into contact with humans or other intelligent beings, it is completely different.

Its life form will be transformed from a material state into a semi-soul state, attached to the brain and soul, and frantically creating illusions in the human brain that can make it feel fear.

The fear of living beings seems to be the 'nutrient' it needs. The more it devours fear, the stronger it becomes.

While becoming stronger, it also begins the next stage of transformation, going to transform from a semi-soul state into a 'thought form'.

This may sound a bit abstract, but if you know enough about Chinese culture, using the term 'heart demon' to describe it, many people will understand.

Roger did not allow the creature to completely transform, but Roger felt that the 'heart demon state' was likely not the evolutionary limit of this creature!

After writing the last stroke of the observation report and casually giving it the name 'Fear Demon', Roger looked at Hagrid with an unprecedentedly serious expression: "Hagrid."

"Destroy it."

"I will archive and seal the data from this experiment. All the new creatures you have cultivated will be destroyed, without exception." Roger's tone was not at all impassioned, but Hagrid could feel that Roger's words at this moment were extremely heavy and beyond dispute.

"Today, I will personally be responsible for the destruction."

Hearing Roger's words, Hagrid was immediately shocked, "What!"

"But…"

"There is no but." Roger took out his wand and pressed the tip of the wand against his temple.

Roger had practiced Occlumency and similar spells very proficiently when studying his brain modification and the creation of the alchemical brain.

Roger easily extracted a segment of his thinking from his brain.

The wizarding world does not have an environment like the Warp, which allows thinking beings to grow infinitely, enough to allow it to grow into a cosmic disaster.

But the collective unconscious sea of all living beings does exist!

Why is it that after a spell is invented, everyone who chants the spell can use magic, instead of having to have a considerable understanding like the magic developer and add extremely strong will to use it?

The collective unconscious plays a big role in this process. This is discussed in the book "Ritual Magic is More Than Just Blood Sacrifice."

If this Fear Demon cultivated by Hagrid grows to the point where it can follow human thoughts and sneak into the collective unconscious sea to reproduce, what will happen?

In Roger's past life memories, there was something similar.

Dream Man.

A certain chapter in "The World's Astonishing News" talked about this, which can be simply understood as a nightmare that can be transmitted through memes and cannot be escaped, which caused great social chaos.

This is just considering the best-case scenario. You must know that this world has magic and spells. If the Fear Demon can grow further… becoming something like Freddy from Nightmare on Elm Street, killing people in the spiritual world is not impossible!

In the wizarding world, there are not many who are proficient in magic in the direction of souls and thoughts, and most of them are dark wizards like Voldemort.

If a catastrophic consequence really occurs, will they lend a helping hand or sit on the sidelines, or even fuel the flames… It's hard to say!

Roger condensed the serious consequence scenarios he deduced into a wisp of thought extracted by the wand, and then poured it into Hagrid's mind.

Roger believes that this is a more efficient method of persuasion than language.