Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

Roger's idea was actually very simple. He just thought the world was wonderful. As both a 'spectator' and a 'participant,' he was unwilling to leave the stage before he had seen and experienced enough.

A person's life is finite, and the years with the most creativity, learning ability, and energy are limited to a few. Many outstanding scientists achieved their most important scientific results during their youth.

Roger would absolutely not waste those precious seven years at Hogwarts.

So he chose to make his intentions clear.

Roger didn't think there would be any particular risk in doing so.

The pursuit of longevity is an idea that most people have entertained.

This is not a taboo in the wizarding world.

There may not be many like Nicolas Flamel, who has lived for 600 years and is still alive.

But there are many who use their powerful magical abilities to extend their lives by one or two hundred years.

For example, Armando Dippet, the former headmaster of Hogwarts, took office as headmaster around the age of 200.

What is truly taboo is achieving longevity through dark magic.

Such as Horcruxes, which can only be made through cruel methods.

And reality was just as Roger expected. Professor McGonagall didn't have any particular opinion on Roger's desire to pursue longevity; what she was concerned about was something else.

"…Roger, the continuation of life has traceable patterns, but resurrection is an absolute taboo that must not be touched," Professor McGonagall said to Roger with seriousness and a hint of sorrow on her face.

【Given wizards infinite time and magic, perhaps…wizards might gain the ability to reverse everything, dissolve all regrets, and obtain all desires.】

This sentence somewhat touched Professor McGonagall.

It also made her worry whether Roger was going to touch the wizarding world's true taboo—resurrecting the dead!

It was normal for Professor McGonagall to think this way.

Because she knew that Roger had lost too much and witnessed too much death on the battlefield in the Middle East.

Professor McGonagall even helped organize the funeral for the parents of Roger's body.

Looking at Professor McGonagall's expression, Roger knew that she had misunderstood.

But he didn't refute it; instead, he went along with it and said, "Resurrection is impossible; I'm very clear about that. But what counts as death?"

"In ancient times, the cessation of heartbeat was considered death. In modern medicine, brain death is considered complete death. But for wizards, the dissipation of the soul is considered death."

"The definition of death changes with the progress of people's technology and their ability to understand and interfere with the world."

"Perhaps one day, as long as a person's trace remains in history, as long as someone remembers him, then it won't be death. It's also possible that wizards can pull the people they want to save from the river of time."

If Professor McGonagall was only slightly touched just now, then she was truly horrified at this moment, and she couldn't help but stop walking.

Because Roger's topic touched upon an existence even more taboo than resurrection.

Reversing time and space!

Roger noticed the gradually sharp look in Professor McGonagall's eyes and chuckled lightly.

"Professor, don't look at me like that. I'm a very cautious person and wouldn't do anything with extremely high risks."

"What I want to say is that as long as a person lives long enough, they can slowly wait for the continuous development of civilization. In the future, there will always be one or even many people who spare no effort to save their regrets. I just need to plant trees and flowers, then quietly watch the flowers bloom and wither, and when the peaches and plums naturally bear fruit, I can pick up two fallen fruits."

It's like a modern person who doesn't know how to make a mobile phone returning to ancient times and gaining the ability to live forever. As long as he spreads the concept of mobile phones and some ideas of modern science, in three to five hundred years, he might be able to play with mobile phones. If a few hundred years isn't enough, a thousand years should be enough.

In this process, he doesn't even need to take the initiative to do too much; there will always be smart people who will do it.

Roger plants some ideas upstream of the timeline and then harvests them downstream. It's natural, and that's all. There's no need to do too many fancy things.

He only needs to preserve the results of each technological advancement so that the results are not lost in history, so that people don't always repeat the invention of the wheel.

People always say that a thousand years is too long, don't waste your youth, seize every minute and second. That's because as ordinary people, they can only seize every minute and second, but for immortals, time is another concept.

…Of course, these are all things of the distant future, and Roger doesn't know if he will be able to live forever.

From the fact that most Hogwarts graduates don't engage in work deeply related to magic, at most learning some spells to become wand-wielding 'magic technicians' and 'magic armed personnel,' and only a very small number of people can continue on the path of magical research, it can be seen that learning magic is not easy.

The conversation with Professor McGonagall was just a casual chat that unfolded after the topic of life planning was brought up.

For him now, the most important thing is to learn magic first.

Unfortunately, after leaving the Middle East and being a prisoner in Britain for a while, Roger forgot something.

Roger thought he was just like night-time keyboard politicians after the lights went out in the boys' dormitory, just rambling a few words while walking, since he was idle anyway.

But in Minerva McGonagall's eyes, it was completely different!

Minerva McGonagall never forgot that Roger was a seer.

And one who was different from Sybill Trelawney, the riddle-speaking professor of divination at Hogwarts, but closer to Gellert Grindelwald, the man who almost changed the wizarding world, a powerful seer who could accurately predict the future!

A joke? Nonsense?

Minerva McGonagall was more inclined to think, did this young seer really foresee something?!

Will the future really give birth to…?

Magic to rescue people from the river of time?

Minerva McGonagall, who also had many regrets in her heart and had just wanted to warn Roger about the taboos and dangers of reversing time and space, couldn't help but lose her mind.

It's no wonder Minerva McGonagall would think this way. Whether it's the soul or time and space, they are all high-end fields in magic, and definitely not something a little wizard who doesn't even know a single spell can come into contact with.

The idea that not being dead as long as there is a soul vaguely involved the dark magic secret of Horcruxes.

Why would Roger know these things? Besides being a seer, is there any other answer?

Time quietly passed during the two's chat.

When Professor McGonagall came back to her senses, the two were already standing at the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron.

Roger stood beside her, his eyes full of longing for the magical world.

Wands, spell books, all kinds of knowledge of the wizarding world—the things he dreamed of were behind the Leaky Cauldron.

That was Diagon Alley, the largest trading center for British wizards.

And when the two stepped over the threshold of the pub, the lively pub, which had originally had many customers, was instantly silent!