Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

Dumbledore gave Minerva McGonagall a task: to observe Roger closely.

He hoped to better understand Roger's inner world and guide him onto the right path.

The tragedy of Tom Riddle was enough; he didn't want to see another one.

Professor McGonagall's approach to this task wasn't like a spy's, lurking and observing. In her view, communication was the only proper way to deal with children with heavy hearts.

Those so-called 'for your own good' concealments would only distance their hearts from you; openness was the only way to bridge the gap.

Only by becoming someone they genuinely trusted could you have the chance to untangle their knots.

So, after confirming that Roger's mind was far more mature than the average young wizard, Minerva McGonagall decided to talk to him about some deeper topics.

Such as future life plans.

Professor McGonagall had given him a lot of help, whether at the funeral or later in answering magical questions, so Roger naturally chose to be honest about questions he didn't think needed to be kept secret.

"Not going to the Ministry of Magic, nor returning to Muggle society. I want to study magic."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will devote much of my life to the study of magic. I want to know all of magic," Roger replied.

Professor McGonagall could feel that Roger's answer wasn't perfunctory, but quite serious, and not the kind of aspirational words of a typical child like, 'I want to go to the Ivy League' or 'I want to be a scientist or a big star' born out of admiration.

He really intended to make the study of magic the main theme of his life.

"Why?" Professor McGonagall asked subconsciously, somewhat puzzled.

Normally, most people want success and fame, to become remarkable people.

Even children who want to be scientists usually aim to become great scientists like Einstein, who will be remembered in history for inventing many amazing things.

Instead of simply being fascinated by knowledge, just wanting to understand more knowledge and uncover the mysteries of the world.

So Roger's answer surprised Professor McGonagall.

"Because I don't want to die," Roger gave Professor McGonagall a gentle smile.

"Ah?" Minerva McGonagall was even more confused by his answer.

"Professor, do you like this world?"

Without waiting for Minerva McGonagall to answer, Roger continued to answer himself: "I like it very much."

"After thousands of years of slash-and-burn agriculture, the development of human civilization has finally entered the fast lane."

"In just three hundred years, three industrial revolutions have turned the world upside down."

"By studying the operating logic of the world, even Muggles can harness wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, and make the sun bloom on the earth."

"The changes in productivity and production relations have liberated the shackles of thought. Capitalism, communism, constitutional monarchy… various new concepts of civilization are blooming."

"Movies, television, comics, everyone has the opportunity to present their inner world for the world to appreciate."

"It's already so wonderful now, and there will definitely be more interesting things happening in the future."

"And this is just what's under our feet."

As he spoke, Roger raised his head and looked up at the clear sky.

As if to look through the clear sky and look into the distance.

"The Earth we live on is simply a drop in the ocean compared to the entire universe."

"There are nearly 400 billion star systems in the Milky Way, and nearly 2 trillion galaxies like the Milky Way in the universe, and beyond the universe, there may be other universes."

Roger said 'perhaps' here, but he was sure that universes outside the universe definitely existed, because he himself was a visitor from another universe!

On the flight back to England after the war, Roger, sitting in the plane, was actually a little confused.

Leaving the hellish quagmire and ushering in peace didn't bring happiness, but emptiness. Like those veterans who couldn't integrate into society after many years, Roger didn't know what his next step should be.

With his 'prediction' of the future, he could easily obtain a lot of money. With his ability to sense danger, achieving extraordinary achievements that would be remembered in history would be as simple as eating and drinking. If it were the former Roger, he might have indulged in it.

Wealth, luxury cars, beautiful women, and fame around the world, if he could have these, the Roger of his previous life would have woken up laughing in his dreams.

But in one dance with death after another, in blood and fire, Roger had realized it.

Everything is vanity, only living is the most precious.

No matter how much you have, in a few decades, it's just a handful of ashes.

And no matter how much he resisted, even if he had the ability to pass through thousands of bullets without a scratch, and wealth that could rival a country, he couldn't resist the power of time.

Just as he was hesitating whether to indulge in the mortal world to numb himself and deceive himself, the wizards who arrested him came to his door.

The appearance of the wizards disrupted all of Roger's original plans, but it also gave Roger's lost heart a new direction.

He wanted to see the world change, to see how human civilization would leave its home planet and head to the sea of stars, exploring the boundaries of the universe's expansion and contraction.

To see stars extinguished, to see the infinite possibilities of life, entropy increase and heat death, how the universe was born, and what kind of wonders existed beyond the universe.

"I want to see all the wonders of the world, I want to encounter countless interesting souls, I want my figure to appear in one wonderful story after another."

He wanted too much, he didn't want all those possibilities, everything he had never seen, everything he had never gotten, to be annihilated with his aging self in the torrent of time.

Like tears disappearing in the rain.

"Human life is too fragile, a cheap bullet is enough to deprive it, and even if a seer like me can avoid those malicious bullets, I can't avoid the gunfire from 'time'."

"I don't want that, so I made a choice."

He didn't want to die, he wanted to live forever.

And this was not impossible to achieve in the magical world!

In 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone,' Nicolas Flamel, the owner of the Sorcerer's Stone, lived for over six hundred years.

This path exists, and he might be able to go even further!

Minerva McGonagall looked at Roger's eyes, which seemed to reflect the starry sky and shone with brilliant light, and couldn't help but remain silent for a long time.

"Professor."

Roger withdrew his gaze from gazing at the sky and looked at Minerva McGonagall.

"Aren't you curious? Wizards, Muggles, humans, how far can they ultimately go? Don't you want to see it with your own eyes?" Roger asked in a seductive and deep voice.

"Infinite time represents infinite possibilities. Give a monkey infinite time and a typewriter, and the probability of it typing out 'Hamlet' is almost 100%. Give a wizard infinite time and magic, and maybe… maybe wizards can obtain the ability to reverse everything, dissolve all regrets, and obtain all desires."