Chapter 44: The Seer – Surprised? Unexpected?

Unaware of the Minister of Magic's misunderstanding, Roger went to Hogsmeade to meet Luna after Fudge and his assistant left.

Roger arrived with Hagrid, while Luna was accompanied by her father. After all, as a parent, how could he let his ten-year-old child come alone?

When they met, Roger got straight to the point, explaining the situation briefly and reminding Luna about confidentiality and precautions.

Luna didn't object at all. Sometimes, children are more sensitive to the outside world than adults—especially a child as perceptive as Luna.

She could tell that Roger's words came from goodwill.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Roger was about to leave after finishing his explanation when he suddenly noticed Luna staring at him strangely.

"You're weird."

Luna didn't hold back and directly pointed out what she saw, "You're surrounded by a lot of Wrackspurts, but none of them dare to come close to you… I've never seen that before."

To put it in terms Luna was familiar with, it was like the rain-repelling charm her mother had developed.

Heavy raindrops poured from the sky, but they all veered off automatically three meters away.

"Really?" Roger was a little surprised but didn't dwell on it.

He was on the verge of a technological breakthrough and didn't have the extra energy to be distracted.

So, although he was curious about what these invisible Wrackspurts actually were, he didn't discuss them further with Luna.

…Next year, when he enters his second year, his path to immortality should be nearly complete. By then, Luna would also be old enough to enter Hogwarts—he could bring it up then.

Without worrying about it for now, Roger bid farewell to Luna under her curious gaze.

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On the way back to Hogwarts, Hagrid, who had accompanied Roger, looked at him and asked, "Roger, what about my experiment? Are we still doing it?"

The experiment was something they had agreed upon together. Now that things had taken a turn, Hagrid wasn't sure what to do next.

Roger thought for a moment before replying, "Let's continue, but we need to adjust the direction."

"The focus on miniaturizing magical creatures remains the same, but we won't try linking them to a wizard's mind anymore."

"In a world with magic, the mind shouldn't be something easily tampered with. As for how to establish that connection, I'll look into neural-related technologies instead."

"Just don't mess with magical creatures that have mind-affecting abilities."

Roger's adjustment not only changed the research direction but also its application.

In the past, he wasn't sure if he could complete his path to immortality before his natural lifespan ended. But now, with the ability to improve himself, that concern was gone.

So, it was time to consider new applications.

"Anyway, let's proceed. Just remember to update me weekly."

The journey back was uneventful.

Once back at Hogwarts, they parted ways. Roger had missed the morning classes, and by the time he returned, it was already lunchtime.

In fact, he was a little late—many students had already finished eating.

Just as Roger sat down with his tray, barely settled, Harry, who had been looking for him all morning, rushed over impatiently.

"Have you made up your mind?" Roger asked while stabbing a fried sausage with his fork.

"Yeah." Harry saw no reason to hesitate.

"To fulfill your wish, you'll need immense magical power. I'll choose books and training methods suited to your magical potential to help you improve as quickly as possible."

Hogwarts' teaching approach was essentially free-range. Only students with ambition—those who could study on their own or push their way into clubs through sheer talent—received the finest training.

Which made sense. Magic is the miracle of the mind. If you don't even have the desire to approach magic, then even if someone wants to help you, they likely won't be able to.

Instead, it was better to let students screen themselves and then concentrate resources on training the elites.

But now, Roger was going to bypass those so-called tests and directly design a personalized growth plan for Harry.

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"But before that, I have three things to tell you."

"What things?" Harry felt a bit nervous.

Ever since entering the wizarding world, people had always treated him like a hero. But due to his childhood experiences, his sensitive nature made him tense up whenever someone looked at him seriously.

Especially now—Roger's decision would determine whether he could resurrect his parents.

At this moment, in Harry's eyes, Roger was the most authoritative person in the world.

Roger raised a finger and said, "First, I have my own reasons for helping you."

"I need someone with talent to assist me in researching time and space magic. That's why I'm helping you. This isn't free."

Roger was a straightforward person. He didn't see any reason to hide the fact that he was using someone. Being open about it was more in line with his character.

Harry nodded without saying anything.

No one helps you for no reason—he had learned that lesson well in the first eleven years of his life. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Roger's reasoning. In fact, hearing this made him feel relieved.

Roger had already helped him so much, and now, he finally had a chance to repay him.

There was also Ron's situation. Ron was Harry's best friend, and after the incident with Hermione, he had become much more cheerful and rarely complained about his classmates anymore. Harry remembered that too.

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"Second, researching time and space is extremely dangerous. It's not just risky for you—if something goes wrong, it could affect many people. So, to be safe, I'll be using certain methods that might slightly infringe on your privacy. I hope you can understand."

After some thought, Roger planned to use a tracking spell similar to the Ministry of Magic's Trace, which would monitor magical activity around Harry and implement countermeasures to prevent accidents.

"That's totally fine."

A child longing for parental love would naturally wish to bring their family back, but Harry didn't want others to suffer because of his actions.

He wasn't that selfish.

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"And lastly…"

At some point, Roger had already finished his meal. He stood up.

"Your current motivation comes entirely from the illusionary love shown to you by the Mirror of Erised."

"But if that's your only drive, it may not be enough for you to go far in time-space magic."

"So…"

"I want you to meet your parents. Learn more about them. Let that illusionary love become real before you decide whether to move forward." Roger smiled.

"Let's go."

Harry had no idea how Roger planned to make him meet his parents or understand them better.

With anticipation and nervousness, he followed Roger.

Then…

Knock, knock!

"Professor Snape! Harry wants to know about his mother, Lily Evans, when she was in school. Could you help?" Roger asked as he stepped into the office of the Head of Slytherin House.

At the same time, he pulled out a portable Pensieve he had crafted.

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Why would I ask that greasy-haired git about my mother?

Following behind Roger, Harry looked at him in utter confusion.

Sensing Harry's gaze, Roger turned back and explained, "Because she and Professor Snape were very close friends during their school years."

Then, he turned back to Snape.

"Right, Professor Snape?"

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