"Roger, why do humans always go to war? Can't they resolve conflicts through other means?"
As the group's journey progressed, Harry once again had to confront it.
War!
Humans killing humans, wizards killing humans, humans killing wizards, wizards killing wizards… Slaughter, slaughter. On these battle-scarred lands, the cruel scenes that had unfolded were even more prevalent than in Germany.
Through continuous historical tracing, Harry had deeply realized that combat and disputes were the main theme of history, with peace often being merely a fleeting moment.
Not to mention far away, less than a meter from himself, there was a survivor of a brutal war.
Even he himself had once been at the vortex of a war between wizards.
"Hmm…" Roger pondered for a moment. This question was simple, yet it also had a complex side. He needed to think about how to explain it to Harry.
"There are two reasons. You've seen Germany's history, and you've seen Germany's history of invading Greece. The answer is in there."
"Germany's economy had collapsed back then. The surrounding countries, let alone helping, were already morally upright if they didn't kick them while they were down. In such a situation, to make a comeback, they had to resort to some extreme measures."
"And Germany's invasion of Greece was another situation. Perhaps they had other ways to solve their problems, but none were as simple and quick as invasion."
Speaking of this, Roger thought of a more vivid example: "If the world were Hogwarts, then interest groups would be students."
"If one student is always bullied, and no teacher helps them uphold justice, when the conflict accumulates to its peak, extreme events will definitely occur."
"And if a powerful sixth-year student fancies a first-year student's toy, and if no teacher or parent can control him, then he will definitely think that snatching it directly is the quickest method, as the first-year student can't beat him anyway."
Simply put, some conflicts could only be resolved by a fight to the death, while others… backwardness would lead to being beaten.
Harry nodded after listening. He understood the meaning, but he found it hard to accept.
"Roger… I hate war."
Wooden sticks, guns, and cannons were things boys liked when they were young.
Holding a straight wooden stick and imagining oneself as a wandering swordsman, or holding a toy gun and imagining oneself becoming a hero one day – many people had this experience.
But after truly witnessing war, all the past fantasies turned to nothing.
There was no glory here, only the desperate charge to protect the family behind them, the cries of anguish, the brandishing of knives for greed, being sent to the battlefield under the guise of faith… No matter the reason, all that remained were the shattered corpses of their own kind.
"This world is like Hogwarts, and interest groups are like students… So, if someone could become a teacher, would everything change?" Harry followed Roger's train of thought.
"It's very difficult. Teachers also play favorites. Think about you and Professor Snape," Roger said, not caring much about it.
War was originally unavoidable. Even if there were no more wars between humans, there would always be…
"It's too early for you to be thinking about these things now. Even if you come up with something, you won't have the ability to change it. It's better to focus on learning magic and then, in the future, find some like-minded people to see if you can make a difference."
Although Roger didn't have high hopes for Harry, he didn't dismiss him.
He himself could pursue something as seemingly impossible as 'Eternal Life.'
Why couldn't others pursue 'Peace'? Peace sounded a bit easier than Eternal Life.
"Learn magic, like-minded people… huh?"
Speaking of like-mindedness, Harry couldn't help but recall what he had seen in the Time Phantom Shuttle Spell: those who wished for Germany's revival and were willing to risk their lives for it, and those who stood against them, possessing the red will.
If he could also have such companions, perhaps…
Huh? Harry suddenly froze.
Like-minded?
In this world, was there anyone more like-minded than 'himself'? In the past, Harry had been unable to trust his other self from a different timeline, which had led to stagnation in his development of Time Magic.
But now, Harry seemed to have suddenly understood something.
Yes, people's hearts are fickle. Harry knew very well that he sometimes acted erratically, which was why he couldn't achieve absolute trust in himself.
But Harry believed that no matter which timeline he was from, his desire to save his parents would not change! He was willing to risk his life to bring them back from the river of time.
In other matters, Harry might not be able to trust himself, but on this one matter, it was different.
He wouldn't even use it as an excuse to deceive; he wouldn't tarnish the love for his family in his heart.
"I understand," Harry murmured.
He knew how to gain the trust of his past self.
With a common aspiration that would never be betrayed!
Before achieving the final goal, he could trust all versions of himself from different timelines with peace of mind.
Although he didn't have Roger's premonition, at this moment, Harry understood how his path should unfold.
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On the tenth day of their arrival in Greece, Nicolaos felt that something had changed about the child named Harry Potter.
But he didn't ask further. He knew his place and wouldn't pry into things he shouldn't.
Greece was one of the important origins of ancient wizards. Some powerful wizards had lived here, and he had always been curious about the true past of those wizards.
If he angered these two great figures, who could trace the past, with just a few words of his own, Nicolaos would truly regret it for the rest of his life.
"Mr. Nicolaos, shall we visit the ancient wizards today?"
"Certainly, I'll make the arrangements right away!" Constant longing yields a response. Nicolaos had waited so long, and finally, he heard those words.
The former residences of those ancient wizards were not places anyone could just visit. Even as the Head of the Department of Diplomatic Relations, Nicolaos had to notify the department in charge of such matters.
...Only a small portion of these former residences were open for wizard tourists. The majority were under the strict control of the Greek Ministry of Magic.
This was not only due to considerations of profit but also out of safety concerns.
In that era when the magical system was not yet complete, the methods of those ancient wizards were extremely unconventional. Similar to the large experimental sites like Azkaban, Greece also had similar places.
Although they weren't as exaggerated as creating monsters like Dementors, the danger was not to be underestimated. At the very least, they were places that couldn't be randomly trespassed upon.
While Nicolaos went to make arrangements, Roger also took some time to reflect on his journey over the past few days.
Harry had gained new ideas on how to proceed with his path of time and space during these past few days. Roger felt that Harry's current path had a flavor of 'establishing a grand ambition.'
Roger was still observing whether it would succeed.
As for himself, he also had new plans for the future development of the Three-Dimensional Law.
However, the journey wasn't entirely filled with good things; Roger did have some regrets.
"I thought I'd get to see the twelve zodiac temples... there really aren't any."
When it came to his initial impressions of Greece, many people's childhood memories couldn't be without the influence of Saint Seiya.
Roger had thought that in this magical world, there might be something similar.
As a result, beneath the Parthenon, which honored the goddess Athena, there were indeed some structures, but they were not the residences of the Gold Saints, nor were they magical spaces for wizards. They were merely dilapidated temples of other gods.
Roger had even pressed Nicolaos about this, but he stated that there was no such organization in the Greek wizarding world that guarded the goddess.
"...Speaking of which, the Second Magic doesn't necessarily have to follow the path of the Arcanists. Perhaps creating a Greek-exclusive version of the Cosmo isn't impossible either."
But upon closer thought, the concept of Cosmo seemed particularly idealistic, and the difficulty of implementing it would likely be extremely high.
Before Roger could get lost in his thoughts, Nicolaos returned.
"Roger, let's go. The application has been approved." He waved the permit in his hand.
From Nicolaos's beaming expression, it was clear that he was eagerly anticipating this exploration into the secrets of the ancient wizards.
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