Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity.

Chapter 36: The Middle East God of War, Returns for a Limited Time

Quirinus Quirrell, a graduate of Ravenclaw College at Hogwarts, was famous for his intelligence and talent while in school. He had very solid theoretical knowledge and was a very pragmatic person.

After graduation, he became a professor at Hogwarts, teaching Muggle studies, and later switched to teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year.

Although he was born in Ravenclaw, Quirrell was not a book-student. In order to better teach this crucial course, which might even determine whether students could be rescued when in danger in the future.

Quirrell plans to put into practice what is written in the textbook. He travels to other countries to look for werewolves, vampires, inferi, and other terrifying creatures of the dark arts, trying to obtain first-hand information on the actual use of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He hopes to learn by practicing, and avoid teaching students the wrong survival knowledge.

He is a responsible teacher.

But it was his responsibility that caused his tragedy.

During his inspection trip, he met Voldemort in Albania, and his entire life trajectory was changed.

He originally had a bright future, but his mind was destroyed, he succumbed to darkness, and was possessed by Voldemort, affecting his soul at all times.

Voldemort's soul and will are far stronger than his.

Quirrell, who was originally a smart and responsible teacher, has now become someone who is able to release a troll into Hogwarts, disregarding the lives of students. In order to seek glory for his master, he shows his ugly murderous intent towards his student Harry.

Of course, magic is a miracle of the dance between the mind and magic power. When Quirrell's mind becomes extreme, the power of some of his magic will also increase significantly.

This can be seen from the fact that in his original destiny, on the Quidditch field, he was able to curse Harry and directly confront Snape who wanted to remove the curse without losing.

Although Snape had abandoned the mentality of his youth, the foundation he had left over from his youth was enough for him to grow into a very powerful person.

Quirrell's final defeat was purely because the love magic left by Harry's mother was too terrifying. Even Voldemort had little ability to deal with it. It was not something Quirrell could deal with. If he touched it, he would die. It was not unfair for him to lose.

The boss of Harry's novice village is quite strong.

Roger looked across from him at Quirrell, who had a serious expression on his face, and took out his wand.

Although Quirrell thought that it was a bit too outrageous that as a wizard and professor, he had studied magic for so many years, but he was 30% to Roger, a kid who had studied magic for no more than three months.

But since this was Voldemort's judgment, Quirrell finally chose to believe it.

He had to handle this battle carefully and reduce Roger's 30% chance of winning to zero!
In the interests of a formal wizard duel, the two raised their wands, saluted, and then...

"Reducto is shattered to pieces!" Professor Quirrell, who truly regarded Roger as his own powerful enemy, started with a fatal spell with extremely powerful destructive power!
And Roger raised his wand and waved it.

Summoning spell, a bag of flour.

The Summoning Spell, like the Vanishing Spell, is a spell under the Transfiguration spell, a spell that manipulates the 'existence' and non-existence of matter.

The larger the object summoned, the greater the cost.

bump!
With a loud bang, the flour bag that was hit by the shattering curse shattered, and the flying flour obscured Roger's figure.

[Transfiguration - Biological Transfiguration]

Covered by dust, the soil and bricks on the ground were hit by Roger's transformation.

The dust cleared, and what appeared before Quirrell were seven 'Rogers'.

The creatures were deformed and could not be endowed with real intelligence, so Roger could not control them very finely, but it didn't matter.

The next moment, the silent floating spell began.

The seven Rogers floated in the air, and then flew around Quirrell at a faster speed.

If there was only one person, Quirrell's eyes could still follow, but with seven, Quirrell soon couldn't tell who was the real person.

【Petrificus totalus is petrified】

Spells would come at him from time to time, but Quirrell, with his keen perception, waved his wand to counteract them.

Then, taking advantage of a gap, he said: "Protego armor protection."

The armor charm was cast, and while Quirrell gained defense, he quickly chanted the next spell: "Avis, flocks of birds!"

If you move at high speed, I will use the summoning spell to project a high-speed group attack spell that can automatically chase you.

Under this spell, Roger's 'clones' were defeated one by one and turned back into bricks and stones.

6, 4, 2...the last one also turned into bricks and stones.

...The last one?
Seeing that all the 'Rogers' were fake, and that after the last Roger disappeared, only the bricks and stones and a wand remained, Quirrell reacted instantly.

The wand is an alchemical item engraved with a spell that can cast magic.

The weak 'petrification of all' just now was not a test, but the magic cast by this alchemical item was only that powerful.

Therefore, Roger's true identity should be in...

He glanced around, found nothing. Quirrell looked up at the sky, and at the same time, he swung his wand downwards and threw a moderately powerful 'Diffindo Split' at the ground.

However, his clever move to prevent a sneak attack from underground backfired.

The ground had been hollowed out by Transfiguration, leaving only a thin layer of soil. Quirrell's blow shattered it completely.

Quirrell missed a step and fell into the ground which had been turned into thin mud by Roger's fossils.

"Wingardium levio..." Quirrell had just recited half of the levitation spell when he reacted.

[Transfiguration Spell - Animal Transfiguration] The monkey transformed from the stone grabbed Quirrell's ankle in the mud and dragged him into the mud pit.

The Iron Armor Spell can defend against attacks, but not against grappling.

Quirrell wanted to struggle, but he felt a hard object pressing against his neck.

"Want me to chant a spell?"

Quirrell froze when he heard the Prophet's voice.

That's the magic wand.

Quirrell had fought wizards before, but never a fight like this.

There is no clash of spells between each other, but to see who has a deeper understanding of magic and stronger mental power.

Instead, they use everything they can to confuse the enemy, create favorable terrain, continuously advance their own tactical goals, and ultimately achieve victory.

…It feels a bit like a Muggle war.

"Not convinced?"

"Today is the opening day. I'll give you a chance. You can challenge me as many times as you want within half an hour. Although it doesn't count as a win condition due to the oath, you can take this opportunity to try and witness it."

"The gap between you and me is... like a chasm of heaven!" Roger's voice was meaningful, causing the hairs on Quirrell's back to tremble.

But Quirrell was not shaken by this at all.

His reply was just one sentence: "Then continue."

Bump, bump, bump…

Oppugno was hit by thousands of bullets and his body was covered with bruises.

boom!
Confringo's thunderbolt exploded, injuring himself instead.

Cough, cough, vomit!

A tongue-tying spell that was as perfect as a fantasy caused Quirrell to make a mistake in his spell and the magic backfired.

World War II, World War IV, World War Ten, World War Thirteen!

Quirrell thought he would adapt to Roger's fighting style and grow to the point where he could suppress Roger.

But unexpectedly, the result was that I lost faster and faster each time.

"Again..." Before Quirrell could finish his words about wanting to fight again, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

"Okay, stop embarrassing yourself, you piece of shit." Voldemort's deep voice came from behind his head.

Quirrell didn't understand what was going on yet, but Voldemort had already understood Roger's methods through his eyes.

Roger's eyes seemed to be focused on Quirrell, but that was false.

Those eyes with dilated pupils were staring at something else.

The prophet is watching the destiny!

Why is Roger considered a religious prophet in the Middle East?

Of course, it’s not because Roger’s words will fool any fool.

But Roger can lead people to survive.

Not only landmines and missile attacks, in the war, the Kuwaiti people will inevitably face attacks from multiple armies.

Sometimes they are strategic targets, sometimes they are simply in the way and an eyesore, or the pressure of war is too great and the soldiers want to kill for fun to relieve themselves.

The way Roger leads people to survive is not to avoid it in advance.

When the enemy is intent on causing trouble for you, there is no way to avoid it.

Roger's approach was...

Holding an AK, he killed the enemy single-handedly!
Let go of all conscious control over your body, and leave all activities to your 'premonition', starting with your intention.

It is like standing on the other side of the long river of time, looking at this side from afar, and constantly choosing the most correct direction.

In the hail of bullets, not a single leaf gets on you!
[Prophecy - Ultimate Freedom! ]

If he had not injured or maimed the enemy, he would have created more psychological and logistical pressure on the enemy and achieved greater strategic results than directly killing them. Roger would not kill anyone unless they were a scum that he really needed to be killed. He killed more people than thousands of people could possibly stop him.

False prophets, predicting and directing tactics from behind.

A true prophet, once his prophecy comes true, he will be unrivaled on the battlefield!
Roger's fighting style did not change until the fifth shrapnel embedded in his body, pierced his flesh and blood, shattered his arrogance, and made Roger realize that he was not the son of destiny, but just a mortal with limitations.

Although Voldemort did not know the specific details of Roger's prophetic ability, he could see that he had played with fate during the battle.

...What method should be used to crack the prophet's tactics?

Voldemort couldn't help but fall into thought.

(End of this chapter)