Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

“The school rules say we have to wear school uniforms and keep them neat,” another student chimed in.

“So we can do some micro-innovations in other areas.” Roger took out a loose-leaf notebook he carried with him from the lining of his clothes.

Opening the notebook, he tore off a piece of paper, tapped his finger lightly, and the white paper turned into a pair of fluorescent vampire fangs.

He handed it to the student next to him, then tore off another piece of paper and conjured a Jason Voorhees hockey mask from the classic 1980 horror movie 'Friday the 13th'.

Finally, he shook the notebook, turning the entire notebook into a pumpkin head mask.

Some young wizards weren't interested in these things, but they held a lot of appeal for Muggle-born wizards.

Before they turned 11, they would dress up for festivals, but now suddenly they weren't dressing up anymore, and they felt a little uncomfortable.

It's just that people tend to conform. Since no one around them was dressing up, they didn't want to stand out.

But now that the Seer had taken the lead…

Immediately, the young wizards who had celebrated Halloween in Muggle society surrounded Roger.

…After a period of chaos.

Hogwarts Great Hall.

A rich array of delicacies suddenly appeared on the golden plates. The Halloween feast had begun. Harry scanned his surroundings. Many young wizards were dressed up with various small trinkets, masks, headgear, bandages… Although the school uniform was still a wizard's robe, it definitely had more of a Halloween atmosphere than before.

“So, what character are you supposed to be dressed as? Some kind of special vampire?” Harry turned to look at Roger, who was sitting next to him.

Roger picked up a fried chicken leg and said casually, “It's an Egyptian Pharaoh who plays cards.”

“...Huh?” Harry was stunned for a moment. He scanned Roger up and down, and couldn't see anything that looked like an Egyptian Pharaoh except for a pyramid-shaped pendant on his chest.

Just as Roger was about to give Harry a 'fashion' lesson from the future, about the full power of the Tearlaments…

Bang!

A loud noise.

The doors of the Great Hall were thrown open.

“Troll, there's a troll in the dungeon!”

“I…” Professor Quirrell had already prepared his lines, but he couldn't continue after saying half of them.

Because he noticed Roger, who wasn't far from him.

A pyramid pendant hung down in front of Roger, and a dark red crystal was inlaid in the center of the pendant.

…The Philosopher's Stone!

How could it be here?!

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After obtaining the Philosopher's Stone, Roger had considered how to preserve it.

In Voldemort's impression, this thing should be kept on the third floor by Dumbledore.

If he considered it normally, Roger should follow the original trajectory of fate.

Let Harry misunderstand Snape, let Snape and Voldemort pull at each other, and at the same time show the other professors his headmaster's secret letter, let them set up Devil's Snare, find the key, the wizard's chess, and the potions challenge, and then find a way to replace the Mirror of Erised to cast a spell.

Anyway, the magic of love left to him by his mother was still on Harry, and Voldemort could not hurt him. As long as Harry's little hand touched it lightly, Professor Quirrell, who had been deeply infected by Voldemort, would die instantly.

Voldemort, who had lost his attached body, could only flee in panic.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Harry could be tempered.

But Roger didn't want to do that.

Roger was a person who had been on the battlefield. He knew that depriving others of their lives was not a good experience, especially close combat.

Unless you no longer regard the other person as a 'person'.

Let Harry kill Quirrell? Forget it, maybe he will face this kind of scene one day, but Roger doesn't want it to be when he is 11 years old.

Just because you've been rained on doesn't mean you want to tear up other people's umbrellas.

So Roger thought of a way.

On Halloween, Quirrell would let a troll in. In the original fate, Hermione would be hurt by Ron's harsh words and cry in the girls' bathroom all afternoon, and Harry and Ron, who were worried, would come out to look for her.

Finally, they faced the troll's attack together in the girls' bathroom. It was from this moment that they truly became close friends after experiencing life and death together.

But fate, under the agitation of the butterfly, had long been unrecognizable. Hermione's life experience had already undergone slight changes, and Harry and Ron's ways of dealing with things had also undergone subtle shifts due to encountering different situations from their original fate.

The battle in the girls' bathroom will not happen.

However, Voldemort has not been affected by himself, and his actions should not change.

So, he can ambush him.

And the result was as Roger expected.

Quirrell, who broke into the auditorium, was stunned for half a second when he saw the Philosopher's Stone that Roger was clearly hanging around his neck.

But he quickly reacted.

When you can't figure out the situation, you should respond to all changes with constancy.

So he immediately rolled his eyes and pretended to faint.

Anyway, his somewhat neurotic appearance this semester has been well known to everyone, and this reaction is not abrupt.

At this time, Dumbledore had already left England, and Deputy Headmistress McGonagall was fully in charge of school affairs.

Professor McGonagall was very calm about the sudden situation.

First, she used magic to create a little commotion to attract the attention of the little wizards who were in a mess below, and asked them to be quiet. Then, she ordered the prefects of each college to lead the little wizards back to their dormitories, and the banquet was terminated.

The danger level of a troll is not high for a qualified wizard. Any of the prefects or even most of the senior wizards are enough to deal with it, but it is very dangerous for children who have not experienced battle.

People who have never fought, when encountering sudden situations, let alone casting spells, it would be fortunate if they didn't miscast spells and blow themselves up.

It can be said that the wands in the hands of the little wizards are a greater threat to them than trolls.

So in order to avoid accidents, it is better to evacuate safely.

With the order of Deputy Headmistress McGonagall, the little wizards who were looking for their prefects were in a little chaos again.

Roger took this opportunity to walk to Professor Quirrell's side seemingly unintentionally, and used a levitation charm to lift him up, pretending to take him to the teachers' table so that the professors could take the 'fainting' Professor Quirrell away for treatment.

Quirrell didn't react at all.

But Roger felt an extremely subtle warning from his crisis prediction.

Roger, who was already extremely familiar with his abilities, knew that this was the reaction of someone who could harm his abilities when he was very wary of himself.

Roger ignored it, but adjusted the angle to block the direction where others could see his face, and then said meaningfully in a low voice in this noisy environment: "Can the matter of the Philosopher's Stone be considered settled?"

Quirrell's little finger trembled slightly.

“Just give me some face… Voldemort.”

Quirrell: !

Voldemort: ?!