Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity.

Chapter 66: Turning Point in World History

By noon, Roger had been busy all morning, revising and revising, and finally finished writing.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Roger went to the school cafeteria with his notes as thick as a dictionary.

Because many teachers and students have gone home, the cafeteria is a bit empty today.

The students who come to eat generally don't eat much.

There is a Christmas banquet tonight, and there will be so many tempting delicacies that most people choose to save some food for it.

But Roger didn't have that concern and continued as usual.

He no longer needs to rely on eating in the conventional sense to sustain life, but when necessary, his digestive ability can function to a level that can digest metals, stones, radioactive substances, highly toxic substances, etc.

As long as he wants, he can easily eat more than ten kilograms of food, so there is no need to fast for delicious food.

Just when Roger was about to finish his lunch and was about to leave, a group of people walked into the cafeteria.

Leading the way was Harry.

Looking at his red face from the cold, with snow still lingering in his collar, and the group of Gryffindors behind him wearing the same look.

Roger knew that they had probably just come back from a snowball fight.

"Won?" Roger, who had just finished his meal, walked over.

"Of course we won! We beat Slytherin to a pulp!" Ron, who was beside Harry, looked even more excited than Harry himself.

Seeing his best friend display his prowess, he naturally felt proud.

"It's okay, but Slytherin is a bit hard to play with." Harry smiled as he thought of what happened just now.

After Roger's nervous system was optimized, Harry could be called a genius in sports. Not only was he good at being a seeker, he was also good at snowball fights.

It can be called a 'ruthless shooting machine'.

After a few rounds, the Slytherin students' defense was broken.

He drew out his wand and began to chant spells.

I want to use a collective levitation spell to do a snowball bombing.

But with Hermione's crucial cry of 'Roger is here! '

The magic was interrupted by the stress reaction, and the floating snowballs hit their own feet.

Now they are still lying in the snow.

It will probably take about ten minutes to get here.

By that time, the canteen stopped serving food.

At that time, Malfoy and others from Slytherin would either shamelessly go to the kitchen to ask for food, or not eat anything and stay hungry until the dinner began.

"Oh, what a pity you didn't go, Roger." Hermione, who was also having a lot of fun, sighed.

Roger didn't say anything about it, just smiled and shook his head.

They can have fun only if I don't go. If I go, many people will feel uncomfortable.

Just like a children's game, if the principal insists on joining in, it will only make the game worse.

Turning his gaze to Harry's face, Roger felt relieved when he saw his smile.

Harry went into the battle with Voldemort last night with the intention of risking his life.

But at the end of the battle, he realized that no matter what, he could not kill his enemy in a short period of time.

There must be a big gap in my heart.

Roger thought he needed to provide some psychological counseling for Harry.

But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

Today, Harry has grown into a brave man who is not afraid of hardships and will not be discouraged.

After chatting for a while and saying goodbye to his classmates, Roger continued on his way.

Leaving the cafeteria, I walked towards the principal's office.

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"So thick?" Dumbledore was stunned when he saw Roger took out the notebook he had just written not long ago.

"Most of it is just speculation about what I should do when I operate it."

"These are the real core contents of the theory." As he said this, Roger made a dash at the tenth point of the notebook as thick as a dictionary.

"I call this theory 'three-dimensionality'."

"But before I introduce it, I want to ask you for a Christmas gift."

Dumbledore asked with a hint of curiosity: "What do you want?"

This was the first time that the little prophet took the initiative to ask him for something, which made him curious.

"I just want to do a simple little thing, but this little thing must have your permission."

"I want to temporarily leave Hogwarts and go out into Muggle society. I'll be back in a few hours."

At Hogwarts, even if you go home for Christmas, you have to register together. Registered students leave together and take the Hogwarts Express back together when school starts. You cannot just leave at will.

"Something big is about to happen, and I want to witness it." Roger said seriously.

Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly: "Big deal?"

If an ordinary person said this, he might not take it too seriously.

But Roger is a prophet, a prophet who has experienced the baptism of war!

In his eyes, it is a big deal, so what kind of event is it?
"Where are you going?"

"Anywhere with a TV," Roger replied.

"If you are interested, you can come and witness it... Maybe you can find the answer to the problem of international confidentiality law in the Middle East that you were worried about before."

"As for what exactly happened..."

"You'll know soon." Roger rarely gave the answer directly.

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boom!
This was Roger's first experience with the wizard's space-moving magic, Apparition.

To be honest, it feels really bad, just like when Tom in Tom and Jerry was stuffed into a two-centimeter water pipe and then put back into place.

This magic is not difficult for Roger, but he has never mastered it.

Since the use of Apparition magic was prohibited in Hogwarts, he had no way to practice it.

In the entire Hogwarts, only Headmaster Dumbledore can Apparate and teleport. That is his privilege.

On Christmas Day, the streets of Britain are very busy, and the shops on both sides of the streets are hung with colorful lights.

From time to time, a Santa Claus in red clothes and a fake beard passed by. One of them passed by Roger and handed him a small gift box.

Roger could sense two chocolates beneath the wrappers.

Dumbledore walked past the cheering children holding their parents' hands, the couples hugging each other, and the groups of young people playing together.

Roger and Dumbledore ignored the commotion and went straight to find a high-end hotel with satellite TV.

Roger glanced at the hotel clock and it was almost 1pm.

One of the two poles of the world, where a huge change will take place tonight, has a time difference of about 6 hours with the UK.

Now, it's almost 7 o'clock at night there.

The TV screen lights up.

A man in a suit and tie with a map-like patch on his head and slightly bald appeared on the TV screen.

Appeared before Roger and Dumbledore.

"Dear compatriots, in view of the situation after the establishment of the Commonwealth of Independent States, I will terminate my own..."

(End of this chapter)