Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity.

Chapter 164: Kill at the Ministry of Magic?

"I don't think my presence can help with what you're worried about."

After the two exchanged some words, Nicolas Flamel finally said.

Nicolas Flamel had a deeper understanding of Roger's danger.

Instead of listening to Dumbledore's advice, he became more determined in his own ideas.

"Roger is a man of measure."

"He won't act rashly when he's not sure."

"So the things you are worried about will definitely happen a very long time later."

Because of the agreement with Roger, Dumbledore did not tell Nicolas Flamel the details of the three-dimensional law, but he did mention some general things.

For example, once Nicolas Flamel turns to practicing three-dimensional magic, all that he has accumulated over the past hundreds of years will quickly materialize and make him extremely powerful.

But if Roger wants to carry out those dangerous plans, it will take a long time...

"Given Roger's growth rate, are you sure I will still be able to stop him by then?"

Nicolas Flamel's strength is not growth, but the manifestation of the past. His strength is limited.

When all his strength becomes combat power, his speed of advancement will no longer be able to keep up with Roger.

Unless Nicolas Flamel also wants to learn from Voldemort and do some fancy moves to "live a second life" and enter a second growth period.

There are definitely risks in doing anything rash.

But if Nicolas Flamel were to behave like a degenerate for this, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

"So, just let it go."

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On the fifth day of school, Roger, who had just finished discussing with the Weasley twins why the construction of the virtual reality world during their summer vacation had failed, finally found the time to knock on the door of the Hogwarts headmaster's office again.

"Go to the Ministry of Magic?" Dumbledore frowned slightly when he heard the reason for Roger's visit.

He was still thinking about his conversation with Nicolas Flamel yesterday.

"Yeah." Roger nodded.

"Voldemort's resurrection has not yet been fully resolved. We cannot alert him for the time being."

"But we can't let him do whatever he wants within the Ministry of Magic."

"Besides, isn't it about some people trying to find me?"

"It's just right to deal with it all at once."

As he spoke, Roger rubbed his forehead.

Although I have completed all my studies at Hogwarts, my life is much more tiring than any other student in school.

Of course, no one else is to blame.

If I didn't schedule so many things so tightly, I wouldn't be so busy.

But no way.

He couldn't stand the fact that he could do more but chose to be lazy.

In a sense, this can also be regarded as a kind of battlefield sequelae.

When he was in the Middle East, Roger really lived every day as if it were the last day of his life.

Many of the habits from that time have continued to this day.

This has nothing to do with willpower, it's simply something that has been engraved in our bones.

If it was pure magic research, it would be fine. Roger could experience the joy of solving puzzles and becoming powerful.

But Roger really doesn't like dealing with interpersonal relationships and politics.

But Roger had to do it.

Not to mention now, there will probably be many similar things waiting for me in the future.

Unless he wants to let some problems grow wildly, Roger has to intervene in many things.

For example, if someone wants to tie something like disaster killing to the second magic power, Roger will definitely step in to clean up the mess.

"I need to borrow the school's Floo fireplace."

"Principal Dumbledore, are you going with us?" Roger asked.

Dumbledore thought about it. Of course he wanted to go with him to prevent Roger from making any big news.

But I am the President of the International Confederation of Wizards and the Speaker of the Wizengamot. My political status in the UK is extraordinary. Is it appropriate for me to go with him?

Dumbledore was worried that his actions would be seen as taking sides.

After all, what Roger has to deal with now is that the school board and their political enemies want to use Roger's technological development as a platform for political struggle.

He didn't want the conflict to escalate because of his existence.

After thinking for a moment, Dumbledore came up with a good idea.

"No, I have other things to do."

"But it's not a good idea for you to go alone."

"Well, let Professor McGonagall go with you."

Professor McGonagall has a very good relationship with Roger and is also a reliable person. With her watching over him, Dumbledore can basically feel at ease.

"Oh." Roger didn't respond.

He just asked casually and didn't care whether Dumbledore was really coming or not.

Anyway, what I have to do this time is just a small thing.

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"If I remember correctly, Professor McGonagall, you still have classes in the afternoon, right?" Roger asked as he walked out of the row of gold-rimmed fireplaces on both sides of the Ministry of Magic's hall.

The spatial transmission of the Floo Network is much better than Apparition.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, there are classes for first-year wizards from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall answered.

And now it is one o'clock in the afternoon.

"That's still in time." Roger didn't want to waste too much time on this matter.

The two of them talked as they walked towards the elevator of the Ministry of Magic.

Roger gets a special feeling every time he rides this elevator.

The first time I rode it was to be judged, and every time after that, I came with a different identity.

The Ministry of Magic building's building numbers are reversed.

The top floor is the first floor, the main hall is the eighth floor, and the Wizengamot courtroom where Roger was tried is on the tenth floor underground.

This time, Roger was going to the first floor.

Fudge's there.

But Roger wasn't looking for Fudge.

He had no intention of 'looking for the parents'.

"Good afternoon, Minister of Magic Fudge."

"Good afternoon, Director Roger." Roger's sudden visit was somewhat beyond Fudge's expectations.

So he addressed him by his title to test Roger's intentions.

If Roger didn't object to this title...

Fudge thought of the recent rumors in the Ministry of Magic and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I'm sorry, it's not convenient to discuss some things in other places in the Ministry of Magic. After thinking about it, I think this place might be the most suitable, so I'll borrow your precious place for use."

"This..." Before Fudge could figure out how to answer.

One of Roger's eyes became somewhat dull.

Subsequently.

[Reverse·Apparition! ]

Strange sounds of continuous space fluctuations appeared.

Then, like dumplings falling from a stream, several wizards holding important positions in the Ministry of Magic instantly appeared in the Minister of Magic's office!
"I heard that you seem to have something against me?"

"Now, I'm here, if you have any opinions, please tell me in person."

"How is it?" Roger said with a smile, looking at those confused officials of the Ministry of Magic who didn't know what was going on.

(End of this chapter)