Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity.

Chapter 115 Under the Billions of Glory
Once at Harry Potter's house, his uncle Vernon didn't even dare to say a word when facing Roger.

But that was not because of Roger's intimidation, but because his existence itself was unbearable for Muggles.

It's like Ikaros in Greek mythology, who flew high into the sky with wings sealed with wax, but the sun melted his wings and he fell into the sea.

Just like the airborne microorganisms that are killed in large numbers by the human immune system with every breath.

If the gap in the levels of both parties is too great, just getting close to each other will result in injury or even death.

And this was the effect of the aftermath of Roger's subconscious restraint.

"Mr. Vogel, please look at me."

On the surface, Roger's body looks like that of an ordinary human cub, but don't forget that his original body has been vaporized by the power of fusion.

His current physical body was reconstructed using a large amount of energy from a fusion nuclear explosion!
As Roger's mind moved, latent energy began to surge, endless light and heat began to emerge, and Roger's 'Plutonium Man' posture revealed the tip of the iceberg in front of Minister Vogel.

And this is not the end.

Under the influence of the 'Time Plague', Roger is no longer a simple individual, he has begun to evolve into a 'whole' that spans time and space.

Although judging from the progress now, we haven't even started yet.

But the impact caused was enough to make the more sensitive Harry feel more uncomfortable than when he was affected by Voldemort.

At this moment, Roger lifted all the spells used to cover up his own anomalies in time and space.

"Are you sure I need your so-called secrets to do something?"

The anomaly in time and space distorted Vogel's perception. What was reflected in Vogel's eyes was no longer a little wizard, nor an extremely dangerous humanoid fusion body.

Instead, endless light lit up and spread from the present to the past, like a wildfire, billions of lights unfolded before his eyes!

Everything melted and evaporated before my eyes.

Vogel could feel a powerful magical force enveloping him, protecting him from physical harm. Otherwise...

At this moment he understood why Dumbledore was willing to let them out. This was not just two little wizards going out for a trip, this was a human nuclear bomb sent to my face!
"I don't think I'm that strong, but I have the confidence that I can inflict some huge losses on you using guerrilla tactics." Roger said very conservatively.

Snapped!
With a snap of his fingers, the world in front of Vogel began to return to normal, as if time was turning back. Under the effect of the silent repair spell, the ashes and gas in the blank reception room were transformed back to their original form.

Leather seats, a long wooden table, and a cup of warm black tea in front of him.

He opened the window, the sun was shining brightly outside, fresh air rushed into the room, and the sound of traffic came into his ears. After a while, until Jason Vogel came to his senses, no one else came to knock on the door, and no alarm sounded.

Obviously, everything that just happened was concentrated within these few dozen square meters and did not spread to the outside world at all, causing anyone to be alarmed.

If the strange time and space fluctuations on Roger's body had not yet completely subsided, stinging his senses, he would even think that everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"you……"

"Have we crossed that line?" Vogel asked woodenly in a dry voice that seemed to be forced out of his throat.

He received such a huge shock without any psychological preparation that he found it difficult to accept the reality for a while.

But as a wizard, he instinctively asked the most crucial question.

Which line?
Of course, for thousands of years, countless elite wizards have been striving but have never broken through the line that allows wizards to become gods! What Roger just showed him was not the kind of giant of light that Dumbledore had seen.

Roger only revealed some of his life characteristics, less than one tenth of his total strength. The focus of his display was not on the amount of energy.

Rather, Roger has surpassed ordinary wizards and become a life of another level.

Wizards whose bloodlines are fused with those of magical creatures will have a higher upper limit than ordinary wizards. What about those who completely surpass them?

It was when his thoughts turned to this that Vogel asked the question just now.

Lifting the tea in front of him, Roger took a sip, then shook his head and said, "There's still a long way to go. This is just the first step."

Roger was not modest about this, because according to the ancient wizards' vision of the future, a true god-like wizard should have every thought as magic, and his thoughts and ideas could change everything in the world.

What they value is extremely strong mental power, strengthening the connection with magic, and finally achieving "I am magic"... a bit like the path Dumbledore is taking now.

By this standard, Roger is far from qualified.

In fact, in Roger's opinion, after initially completing the theory of three-dimensionality, the fundamental reason why ancient wizards were stuck at this progress for so long was that magic was too powerful.

They are all working towards being omnipotent, like a race born with the ability to teleport across borders, always trying to complete a step from Earth to Mars from the perspective of teleportation.

But they ignored the fact that there was a long way to go to Mars, from wheels, horse-drawn carriages, steam engines, internal combustion engines, to rocket launches.

All transportation technology trees before space rockets are meaningless and waste a lot of money and time in front of the teleportation race.

Because there is no demand, no one is willing to spend hundreds or thousands of years going "the long way" for a possibility.

Until someone like me, who had a premonition of crisis and could accelerate the research of magic, appeared and used all the technology left by his predecessors to open up another 'detour'.

In Roger's eyes, he still has a long way to go, but that's not the case in Vogel's eyes.

The wizards have been stagnant for too long, and this "step" forward is already the dawn of hope for them!

"...Do you want to stay in Germany? You can take my seat." Vogel's mind was working quickly, trying to do something.

Although Grindelwald's time has passed, his mind has never been killed.

In Germany, the idea that the strong are respected and wizards are supreme still exists.

Vogel was not a complete believer in this, but he knew clearly that even if Roger could not move forward, the power he had shown now was terrifying enough. If Germany could produce another wizard who could become the chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards...

Everything will be very different.

Roger's response to this was.

Laugh without saying a word.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Vogel lowered his head: "...I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."

With such a young body and such power, how could he be moved by his little bargaining chips? After calming down a little, Vogel found himself a little stupid.

(End of this chapter)