Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

Quirinus Quirrell, a Ravenclaw graduate of Hogwarts, was known for his intelligence and talent during his school days. His theoretical knowledge was solid, and he was a very pragmatic person.

After graduating, he became a professor at Hogwarts, teaching Muggle Studies, and this year he transitioned to teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Although a Ravenclaw, Quirrell was not one to blindly trust books. To better teach this crucial course, which could determine whether students could save themselves when facing danger in the future,

Quirrell intended to truly put the textbook knowledge into practice. He traveled to other countries to find werewolves, vampires, Inferi, and other terrifying dark creatures, attempting to obtain firsthand information on the actual use of Defense Against the Dark Arts, seeking true knowledge through practice to avoid teaching students incorrect survival skills.

He was a responsible teacher.

But it was precisely his responsibility that led to his tragedy.

During his research trip, he encountered Voldemort in Albania, and his entire life trajectory was altered.

Originally a promising individual, his mind was ravaged, he succumbed to the darkness, and was possessed by Voldemort, constantly influenced by Voldemort's soul.

Voldemort's spiritual will was far stronger than his.

The once intelligent and responsible teacher Quirrell had now become a grotesque figure capable of releasing trolls inside Hogwarts, disregarding the students' lives, and revealing murderous intent towards Harry in order to curry favor with his master.

Of course, magic is a miracle of the mind and magic dancing together. When Quirrell's mind became extreme, the power of some of his spells would also greatly increase.

This could be seen from his ability to curse Harry during the Quidditch match in his original fate, and to directly confront Snape, who wanted to undo the curse, without falling behind.

Although Snape had discarded his youthful mentality, the foundation he laid in his youth was enough for him to grow into a very powerful wizard.

Quirrell's final defeat was purely because the magic of love left by Harry's mother was too terrifying. It was something Voldemort could not do much about. Quirrell had no chance of winning against it; touching it meant death, so his loss was not unjust.

This newbie boss for Harry was quite strong.

Roger looked at Quirrell, who had a serious expression, and took out his wand.

Although Quirrell believed that as a genius and professor, having studied magic for so many years, it was a bit outrageous that he was only evenly matched with Roger, a child who had studied magic for at most three months.

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

He would carefully face this battle and suppress Roger's thirty percent chance of winning to zero!

Following the etiquette of a formal wizard duel, the two raised their wands, bowed, and then...

"Reducto!" Professor Quirrell, truly treating Roger as a powerful enemy, started with a powerful, deadly curse!

Roger raised his wand and waved it.

Summoning Charm, a bag of flour.

The Summoning Charm, like the Vanishing Charm, is a spell belonging to Transfiguration, manipulating the 'existence and non-existence' of matter.

The larger the item summoned, the greater the consumption of magic.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the bag of flour hit by the Reducto shattered, and flying flour obscured Roger's figure.

[Transfiguration - Creature Transformation]

Under the cover of the flour, clods of earth and bricks on the ground were hit by Roger's Transfiguration spell.

As the flour settled, seven 'Rogers' appeared before Quirrell.

Creature Transfiguration cannot grant true intelligence, so Roger could not control them very precisely, but it didn't matter.

The next moment, the Silent Levitation Charm was activated.

The seven Rogers floated in mid-air, then flew around Quirrell at a relatively fast speed.

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

[Petrificus Totalus!]

Spells constantly attacked, and Quirrell used his keen senses to wave his wand and cancel them out.

Then, taking advantage of an opening: "Protego."

With the Shield Charm in place, Quirrell gained defense and quickly chanted the next spell: "Avis!"

If you move fast, I will use the Summoning Charm to project a high-speed, area-of-effect spell that can automatically track you.

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

6, 4, 2... The last one also turned into a brick.

...The last one?

Seeing that all the 'Rogers' were fake, and after the last Roger disappeared, besides the bricks, there was also a wand left behind, Quirrell instantly realized.

That wand was an alchemical item inscribed with a spell that could fire magic.

The weak 'Petrificus Totalus' just now was not a test, but the magic fired by this alchemical item only had that little power.

So, Roger's real body should be in...

Sweeping his gaze left, right, front, and back, he found nothing. Quirrell looked up at the sky and swung his wand downward, sending a moderately powerful 'Diffindo' towards the ground.

His clever move to prevent attacks from underground backfired.

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

Quirrell stepped on empty air and fell into the ground, which Roger had turned into a thin mud slurry with petrification.

"Wingardium levio..."

[Transfiguration - Animal Transformation]

The stone turned monkey grabbed Quirrell's ankle in the mud and dragged him into the mud pit.

The Shield Charm can defend against attacks but not against grappling.

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

"Do you want me to chant the spell?"

Quirrell heard the voice of the Seer and froze.

It was a wand.

Quirrell had fought wizards before, but he had never experienced this kind of battle.

It wasn't a head-on collision between spells, seeing who had a deeper understanding of magic and a stronger mental power.

But using everything that could be used, confusing the enemy, creating a favorable battlefield, constantly advancing one's tactical goals, and finally achieving victory.

...It felt a bit like Muggle warfare.

"Not convinced?"

"Today is our grand opening special. I'll give you a chance. For half an hour, you can challenge me as many times as you want. Although, because of the oath, it doesn't count towards the victory conditions, you can take this opportunity to try and witness it."

"The... insurmountable gap between you and me!" Roger's voice was meaningful, making Quirrell's spine tingle.

But Quirrell didn't waver in his heart because of this.

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

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Oppugno, a barrage of attacks, leaving him covered in bruises.

Boom!

Confringo, a Blasting Curse, ended up injuring himself.

Cough, cough, vomit!

A perfectly timed Tongue-Tying Curse, like a stroke of genius, caused Quirrell to make a mistake in chanting, resulting in magical backlash.

Second battle, fourth battle, tenth battle, thirteenth battle!

Quirrell thought he would adapt to Roger's fighting style and grow to be able to suppress Roger.

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

"Again..." Before Quirrell could finish speaking, a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his head.

"Alright, stop embarrassing yourself, you waste," a deep voice came from behind his head, Voldemort's.

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

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

Those dilated pupils were looking at something else.

The Seer, watching fate!

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

Of course, it wasn't because Roger just moved his lips and fools were fooled.

But because Roger could lead people to survive.

Not only landmines and missile attacks, but in war, the people of Kuwait would inevitably face attacks from multiple armies.

Sometimes they were strategic targets, sometimes they were just obstacles in the way, or the pressure of war was too great, and soldiers wanted to kill them for fun to relieve their mood.

The method Roger used to lead people to survive was not to avoid them in advance.

When the enemy is focused on giving you trouble, you can't avoid it.

The method Roger adopted was...

Holding an AK, single-handedly killing his way through the enemy!

Relinquishing all control of the body from the conscious self, entrusting all actions to 'premonition,' acting before thinking.

As if standing on the other shore of the river of time, looking at this shore from afar, constantly choosing the most correct direction.

In a hail of bullets, not a single leaf touches the body!

[Prophecy - Ultra Instinct!]

Throughout the battles, if it wasn't because injuring enemy soldiers to create casualties would put more psychological and logistical pressure on the enemy than directly killing them, achieving greater strategic results, Roger generally wouldn't kill unless absolutely necessary. The number of people he had killed was probably unmatched by thousands of others.

A false prophet predicts and directs tactics from the rear.

A true prophet, once the prophecy is activated, is unparalleled on the battlefield!

Roger's fighting style only changed slightly after the 'fifth' shrapnel embedded itself in his body, pierced through flesh and blood, and shattered his arrogance, making Roger realize that he was not a child of destiny, but just a mortal with limits.

Although Voldemort didn't know the specific details of Roger's prophetic abilities, he could see that he was playing with fate in battle.

...What method should be used to break the Seer's methods?