Quirinus Quirrell, a graduate of Hogwarts' Ravenclaw house, was known for his intelligence and talent during his school years. His theoretical knowledge was very solid, and he was a rather pragmatic person.
After graduation, he became a professor at Hogwarts, teaching Muggle Studies, and this year he transferred to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Although he was from Ravenclaw, Quirrell was not someone who blindly believed in books. In order to better teach this crucial course, which might even determine whether students could be saved if they encountered danger in the future.
Quirrell intended to truly practice what was written in the textbooks. He traveled to other countries to find werewolves, vampires, ghouls, and other terrifying Dark Magic creatures, attempting to obtain firsthand information on the actual use of Dark Magic defense techniques, to practice and gain true knowledge, and to avoid teaching students incorrect survival knowledge.
He was a responsible teacher, in a way.
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.
Once a person with a boundless future, his spirit was ravaged, he surrendered to the darkness, and was possessed by Voldemort, constantly influenced by Voldemort's soul.
Voldemort's soul and will were far stronger than his.
Quirrell, the once intelligent and responsible good teacher, had now become someone capable of letting a troll into Hogwarts, disregarding the lives of students, and revealing killing intent towards the student Harry in order to gain favor with his master.
Of course, magic is a miracle where the mind and magical power dance together. When Quirrell's mind became extreme, the power of some of his spells would also greatly increase.
This could be seen from how, in his original destiny, he was able to curse Harry on the Quidditch field and directly confront Snape, who wanted to break the curse, without falling behind.
Although Snape had abandoned his youthful mindset, the foundation laid in his youth was enough for him to grow very powerful.
Quirrell's final demise was purely due to the terrifying magic of love left by Harry's mother. It was something that even Voldemort couldn't do much about, and Quirrell couldn't possibly contend with it. Touching it meant instant death, so his defeat was not unjust.
This newcomer boss for Harry was quite formidable.
Roger looked at the serious-faced Quirrell opposite him and took out his wand.
Quirrell, despite thinking it was absurd that he, a prodigy and professor who had studied magic for so many years, was only at a 30% chance against Roger, a child who had studied magic for at most three months, ultimately chose to believe it.
This was Voldemort's assessment, and Quirrell decided to trust it.
He intended to approach this battle cautiously, suppressing Roger's 30% chance of winning to zero! The two of them, according to the rules of formal wizard duels, raised their wands, bowed, and then...
"Reducto!" Quirrell, truly considering Roger a formidable opponent, started with a highly destructive killing curse! Roger, raising his wand, waved it.
Summoning Charm, a bag of flour.
The Summoning Charm, like the Vanishing Spell, was a spell under Transfiguration, a spell that manipulated the 'existence and non-existence' of matter.
The larger the summoned object, the greater the consumption.
Bang! With an explosion, the bag of flour hit by the Reducto spell shattered, and the flying flour obscured Roger's form.
[Transfiguration - Conjuration]
Under the cover of dust, the dirt and bricks on the ground were hit by Roger's Transfiguration.
As the dust settled, seven 'Rogers' appeared before Quirrell.
Conjuration, unable to bestow true intelligence, meant Roger couldn't control them very meticulously, but it didn't matter.
The next moment, the Silencing Charm was cast.
The seven Rogers floated in mid-air, then began to fly around Quirrell at a rapid pace.
If it were just one person, Quirrell's eyes could still keep up, but with seven, Quirrell quickly lost track of which was the real one.
[Petrificus Totalus]
Spells were cast from time to time, and Quirrell, with his keen senses, waved his wand to deflect them.
Then, seizing an opening: "Protego!"
With the Shield Charm active, Quirrell gained defense while quickly chanting the next spell: "Avis!"
If you move fast, I'll use Summoning Charms to project high-speed, multi-target spells that automatically pursue you.
Under this spell, Roger's 'clones' were defeated one by one, turning back into bricks.
Six, four, two... the last one also turned into bricks.
...The last one? Seeing that all the 'Rogers' were fake, and after the last Roger dissipated, leaving behind only bricks and a wand, Quirrell instantly realized.
That wand was an alchemical item inscribed with a spell that could cast magic.
The weak 'Petrificus Totalus' just now wasn't a probe; it was the extent of the magic that this alchemical item could cast.
Therefore, Roger's true body should be...
He scanned left, right, front, and back, finding nothing. As Quirrell looked up at the sky, he swung his wand downwards, casting a moderately powerful "Diffindo" at the ground.
However, his clever move to prevent an ambush from underground backfired.
The ground, already hollowed out by Transfiguration and left with only a thin layer of soil, shattered when Quirrell struck it.
Quirrell's foot missed, and he fell into the ground, which Roger had transformed into thin mud.
"Wingardium Levio..." Quirrell, having reacted, had only half-chanted the Levitation Charm.
[Transfiguration - Animagus Transfiguration]
The stone monkeys grabbed Quirrell's ankles in the mud and dragged him into the mud pit.
The Shield Charm could defend against attacks, but not against being grabbed.
Quirrell still wanted to struggle, but felt a hard object pressed against his neck.
"Should I cast a spell?"
Quirrell froze upon hearing the Seer's voice.
It was a wand.
Quirrell had fought wizards before, but never this kind of battle.
No trading blows with spells, seeing who had a deeper understanding of magic or stronger Mental Power.
Instead, it was about using everything available, confusing the enemy, creating advantageous terrain, relentlessly pushing their tactical objectives, 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, due to the oath, it won't count towards the victory condition, you can use this opportunity to test it, to witness it."
"The gulf between you and me... it's like the difference between heaven and earth!" Roger's voice was meaningful, making the hairs on Quirrell's spine stand on end.
But Quirrell's mind was not shaken by this at all.
His reply was a single word: "Continue."
Thump, thump, thump, thump...
Oppugno unleashed a barrage of attacks, leaving him bruised all over.
Boom! Confringo exploded with a deafening roar, instead injuring himself.
Cough, cough, gag!
A perfectly timed Silencing Charm, delivered with uncanny precision, caused Quirrell to miscast his spell, resulting in a magical backlash.
Second battle, fourth battle, tenth battle, thirteenth battle!
Quirrell had thought he would adapt to Roger's fighting style and grow strong enough to suppress him.
But he never expected that the result would be losing faster each time.
"One more..." Quirrell hadn't even finished saying he wanted to fight again when a sharp pain shot through the back of his head.
"Enough, stop embarrassing yourself, you waste." Voldemort's low voice came from behind his head.
Quirrell hadn't even understood what was happening, but Voldemort, using his eyes, had already grasped Roger's methods.
Roger's eyes, while seemingly focused on Quirrell, were a deception.
Those dilated pupils were gazing at something else.
The Seer was gazing at destiny!
Why was Roger considered a religious prophet in the Middle East?
It certainly wasn't because he could talk his way into fooling fools.
It was because Roger could lead people to survive.
Not just landmines or missile attacks, but in war, the people of Kuwait inevitably faced attacks from multiple armies.
Sometimes they were strategic targets, sometimes they were simply in the way and an annoyance, or perhaps the soldiers were under too much stress from the war and wanted to kill for release.
Roger's method of leading people to survival wasn't by avoiding danger in advance.
When enemy forces are focused on you, avoidance is impossible.
Roger's chosen method was...
Wielding an AK, he would fight his way through enemy lines single-handedly! He would relinquish all conscious control over his body, entrusting all actions to 'premonition,' thought preceding action.
As if standing on the other shore of the river of time, gazing back at this shore, constantly choosing the most correct path.
Through a hail of bullets, not a single leaf would touch him! [Prophecy - Ultra Instinct!]
Throughout his battles, if it weren't for the fact that wounding enemy soldiers created casualties, which put greater psychological and logistical pressure on the enemy forces and yielded greater strategic results than outright killing, Roger generally wouldn't kill those who weren't truly irredeemable scum. The number of people he had killed would likely be in the thousands.
False prophets predicted and commanded tactics from the rear.
The true prophet, with prophecy activated, was invincible on the battlefield! Roger's fighting style only began to change slightly when the 'fifth' shrapnel embedded itself in his body, piercing flesh and shattering his arrogance, making him realize he wasn't the chosen one, but merely a mortal with limits.
Although Voldemort didn't know the specific details of Roger's prophetic abilities, he could still tell that he toyed with destiny in battle.
...What method could be used to break through the Seer's abilities?
Voldemort couldn't help but fall into thought.
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