Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity.

Chapter 107: Roger is the source of infection?

We talked and laughed all the way, watching the countryside outside the window become greener and neater. The train passed through Muggle towns, and the little wizards ate Beebe's every-flavor beans, took off their wizard robes, and put on jackets and short tops. Finally, the train stopped at Platform 9 and 3/4 of King's Cross Station.

A wizened old guard manned the dividing wall, allowing only two or three people to pass at a time.

What was cast on King's Cross Station was a Confusion Charm, not a Mind Control Tower. A group of people passing through the solid wall and entering the station together would definitely attract the attention of Muggles.

After queuing for a while, Roger and Harry finally returned from the wizard station to the Muggle station.

With them were other acquaintances.

Hannah was picked up by her father, and Roger greeted him. After all, he had lived with him for so long before. He was also sent off to school by his father.

"I heard that you have done great things in school...Thank you." Boss Ai Bo said sincerely.

He had never been to the East, so he didn't understand what it meant to transform into a dragon when encountering storms, but he did know the universal truth that if one person succeeds, everyone around him will benefit.

Although he and Hannah were assigned to different colleges and did not have much contact, as long as other people knew that she had some connection with Roger, they would not dare to do anything like school bullying to her.

This time, a group photo of the big guys can really repel the enemy.

"It's the Prophet and Harry Potter! Look, Mum..." Ginny, the youngest daughter of the Weasley family who had not yet started school, exclaimed, and Ron, George, Fred, Percy and other Weasley brothers were also picked up by their parents.

"Roger, the world we created will be completed soon. I will send an owl to send you a letter then. You must come and see it." George and Fred said goodbye to Roger with a smile.

On the other side, Ron was also whispering to Harry.

Hermione tiptoed and looked into the distance. Although the old guard restricted the entry and exit of the other side, there were too many parents waiting here. There were three layers inside and three layers outside. Hermione couldn't find where her parents were for a while.

It was Roger who pointed her in the right direction.

"I say, are you ready?"

Harry's uncle Vernon Dursley was also there. Although the pronunciation of his surname was quite elegant, he himself did not look like he had anything to do with these three words.

At this moment, his face flushed, and he looked at Harry and his 'little friends' who were still talking and not leaving, with a look of impatient anger.

Roger looked past Vernon and behind him. Harry's Aunt Petunia and Cousin Dudley were there. When they saw Harry, they looked frightened.

Roger felt that although the middle-aged man's anger seemed to be due to Harry's delay, his wife and son's behavior was probably the main reason.

Unlike his wife Petunia, Vernon has no blood relationship with Harry. To him, Harry is just a burden and a hateful guy who makes his wife and children worried.

"You must be Harry's family!" Mrs. Weasley looked at the Dursleys curiously.

"That's right," said Uncle Vernon.

"Hurry up, kid, we can't afford to waste a whole day." After saying that, he turned and walked away without looking back.

He wanted absolutely nothing to do with the wizards his wife hated.

If it weren't for Penny's request, he really didn't want to come.

Hermione, who had not yet walked far away, couldn't help but mutter something under her breath when she saw Harry's family in such a state.

Harry glanced at Uncle Vernon as he walked away, then looked back at his companions.

"Go ahead, I'll come to see you in two days." Roger said to Harry with a smile.

"Well, see you later." Harry nodded and caught up with his uncle.

"See you."

Everyone went back home to their own mothers. Roger looked at the fewer and fewer people at the station. While thinking about where he would stay tonight, a deep voice sounded from behind him.

"Roger."

Looking back, it was Severus Snape.

Except for a few people with special reasons, all teachers also had to leave Hogwarts, including Snape.

"What is this?" Looking at the not-too-small test tube filled with liquid that was handed to him, Roger looked at Snape, who had just called him, in confusion.

"A small thank you gift... for many things." Snape said with a hint of awkwardness.

Roger understood instantly that it was probably about Harry, so he accepted it. For someone like Snape, if you reject him, he will only think that you look down on him, which will cause more trouble.

"This is not insignificant at all." Roger looked at the Felicis in his hand.

This is one of the most expensive and most advanced potions in the wizarding world, and some people call it the 'lucky potion'.

"It's insignificant compared to the weight it holds in my heart," Snape replied.

Roger didn't say anything else. The same thing has different meanings in the eyes of different people. In the eyes of some people, glass marbles can be treasures that surpass diamonds.

"Come to think of it, your change in attitude towards Harry is a bit beyond my expectations." Roger changed the subject and talked about another thing.

The other party gave him a valuable gift, so Roger couldn't just take the gift and leave without saying a word. He had to at least say a few polite words.

Roger could understand that Snape's way of treating Harry would change after Harry had the possibility of saving Lily, but Roger could sense that Harry's relationship with Snape was getting better, and not just because of Lily.

Rather, Snape had a genuine liking for Harry, and this liking did not originate from the resurrection.

"It's just that I took off my tinted glasses." Snape's eyes were filled with a hint of melancholy.

"He's nothing like James Potter, or his mother."

"He shouldn't be anyone's substitute, he's just Harry." Seeing in Harry the courage that he had lacked in his life, Snape couldn't help but imagine that if he had had the courage to face up to the facts of right and wrong and to face difficulties when he was still a student, would Lily not have left and everything would have developed in another direction.

When Snape's thoughts reached this point, his gaze towards Roger suddenly fixed.

"Come to think of it." Snape's expression became a little thoughtful.

"If I have to say who he looks like, Harry seems to be more like you."

"...Ah?" Snape's topic was so jumpy that Roger was stunned for a moment.

"It's not just Harry. Hermione, Professor McGonagall, Headmaster Dumbledore, and those who come into contact with you frequently are becoming more and more like you."

"In terms of behavior and the way he thinks about things." The more he spoke, the more Snape's brows furrowed.

"The excessive focus on magic and the start of thinking about some very far-reaching things." Looking back now, Snape could feel that everyone was different from the past.

When Professor McGonagall watched the Quidditch match in school, she was obviously not as passionate as in previous years. She used to like Quidditch very much.

The same goes for Headmaster Dumbledore. Several times when Snape had something to ask him, he was found doing research on magic... The last time Headmaster Dumbledore did this was a long time ago.

Since he was almost 100 years old, Dumbledore has withdrawn his energy from magic and focused more on educating the next generation, but now...

Thinking of this, Severus Snape's slightly frowned brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc: "It feels like you are a source of infection."

"But it's not a bad thing."

In Snape's eyes, Voldemort is not dead and Grindelwald has escaped from prison again. In such turbulent times, it is better for everyone to become stronger.

It's also good to love learning, have goals, and delve into magic.

Snape was calm, but Roger's brows began to frown.

"More and more like me..."

"The source of infection..."

"Self, witchcraft, time, all living beings, dimensional magic, self-dimension, medium dimension, subspace, only easy and not easy..." Roger's eyes gradually became empty, and he kept muttering words in his mouth.

"Hmm?" Snape noticed that Roger looked a little strange.

But he did not interrupt rashly. He was familiar with this state. It was what happened when people suddenly figured out something.

This was the same state I was in when I took a crucial step on the road of potions.

"Alaya... That's right, Alaya consciousness!"

"I understand, I understand!"

The empty pupils gradually blossomed with infinite brilliance!

Roger couldn't help laughing: "Maybe this is the way to my eternal youth."

But Roger's smile soon disappeared, because he soon discovered that the method he had come up with by chance was a bit too dangerous.

I'm afraid my own premonition of crisis may not be of much help.

This time, it really depends entirely on your own will.

"Mr. Severus, thank you very much this time. I will remember this kindness." Roger said sincerely, with a flash of inspiration that was priceless.

Although this road is dangerous, Roger still wants to try it.

Just like he said before.

People who cherish their bodies when doing great things and forget their lives when seeing small profits are not worthy of eternal life!
Since 'it' has the potential to succeed, Roger wants to verify it himself first.

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A few days later.

Harry was having breakfast when he heard a knock on the door.

Thinking that the agreed time was coming soon, Harry, his eyes lighting up, hurriedly got up and walked to the door. Through the peephole on the door, he saw Roger.

After opening the door, Harry was about to speak with a smile on his face, but suddenly his smile froze.

"Roger, you..." Harry couldn't tell why, but he felt inexplicably strange.

"Very perceptive. It seems you have done some research on time magic." Roger was not surprised by Harry's observation.

After all, he had used time magic frequently in the past few days. It would be strange if Harry, who was on the path of time magic, didn't feel anything.

"How are the preparations for the ceremony going Harry, when are we leaving?"

But Harry did not answer this question, but asked with a very serious face: "Roger, are you okay? I feel that you are very abnormal now, what did you do?!"

"...Harry, have you ever tried to communicate with yourself?"

(End of this chapter)