Everyone has desires and emotions; Roger was no exception.
Despite facing a series of setbacks.
But since learning magic and entering Hogwarts, almost everything Roger had done had gone smoothly.
That was until he stumbled before the Path to Immortality; even with minor detours, he had always managed to overcome them safely.
Over a year of experiences like this inevitably made Roger a bit overconfident.
But now, Roger had once again come to a clear understanding of everything.
"My body is the Bodhi tree, my mind like a bright mirror. I must polish it constantly, allowing no dust to settle..." Some things, you only truly understand their difficulty after experiencing them.
Achieving the Way is easy; guarding it is hard.
Just like the Monkey King, how clear-minded he was when he traveled the mortal world seeking the immortal path. Yet, as soon as he learned some skills from Patriarch Bodhi, he forgot who he was.
Roger hadn't expected that he himself would become so lost in the situation, walking down a similar misguided path as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
However, he was luckier than the Monkey King; he hadn't committed a monstrous crime and been pinned under Five Finger Mountain before realizing his mistake.
"But by doing so, you will inevitably change the relationship between wizards and Muggles." Dumbledore didn't have strong opinions on whether wizards should discover this themselves or if Roger should reveal it.
He cared about something else.
Dumbledore also had his own political stance; he belonged to the type that leaned towards maintaining order and stability.
Although Roger's existence had caused his stance to shift slightly, it didn't mean he could stand by and watch certain events unfold.
"If you proceed with this, wizarding power will begin to expand rapidly, and at that time, those who lean towards Grindelwald's and Voldemort's ideologies will rise again."
While the composition of Grindelwald's and Voldemort's followers differed, they both adhered to one ideology.
Wizard supremacy!
The only difference was whether this wizard meant a Pureblood Wizard or an elite wizard.
"The International Statute of Secrecy is the foundation of the wizarding society's order worldwide for centuries. Your actions will inevitably disrupt it."
"I know you would eventually break it, but isn't it too soon?" Dumbledore said worriedly.
In the original plan designed by Dumbledore and Roger.
Roger would first pursue a leap in life level, and upon success, his power would also advance.
Once Roger possessed the ability to interfere with world order at will and establish new rules, he would then begin the popularization of the Three-Dimensional Law.
Their full-scale actions were supposed to commence several years later.
But now, Roger wanted to act ahead of schedule, and he lacked the power to suppress the world single-handedly. If even the slightest mistake were made, Muggles and the strengthened wizards could potentially go to war! This was something Dumbledore absolutely did not want to see.
To spread the Second Magic's Virtual Reality into Muggle society as well? That would be meaningless.
This wasn't just a matter of power distribution.
When most Muggles became aware of the existence of extraordinary powers and discovered that another group of 'outsiders' existed on Earth, the world was bound to be anything but peaceful.
"As long as I'm fast enough, it'll be fine." Roger replied calmly to Dumbledore's concerns.
"What do you mean?"
Roger began, "Do you remember what I told you when I first introduced the Three-Dimensional Theory?"
"The Three-Dimensional Law is my method of perfecting myself by borrowing the power of all beings."
"The Second Magic is derived from the Three-Dimensional Law and is also my dimensional medium. When wizards realize something is wrong..."
Roger didn't finish his sentence, but Dumbledore already understood.
He intended to exploit a time difference.
"That's a bit risky." Although he understood, Dumbledore was not satisfied with Roger's answer.
"As long as no one deliberately interferes, there won't be a problem," Roger said, gazing at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore understood Roger's meaning.
Roger was a Seer; Seers could observe the future, identify problems in advance, and make timely corrections to their plans.
Therefore, even though it seemed risky, the vast majority of the risks were controllable.
However, Seers were not omnipotent. There were beings capable of interfering with a Seer's prophecy.
That is to say... another Seer! Therefore, to ensure everything proceeded smoothly, Grindelwald had to remain 'silent'!
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"Where will the future of this world ultimately sail?"
Compared to predicting the future, peering into the past was much easier for a Seer.
The Ministry of Magic.
Grindelwald sat in the Minister's office, a subtle, intriguing curve on his lips.
Beside him, Minister Fudge's forehead was constantly breaking out in a cold sweat.
For Fudge, it was truly a case of trouble finding him even when he was just sitting at home.
He had no idea why this fugitive, wanted throughout Europe, would suddenly appear in his office.
"Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to you." Grindelwald casually pulled two sheets of paper from the tissue box on Fudge's desk and handed them over as a gesture of goodwill.
"I just have a small favor to ask for your help."
Grindelwald's tone was polite, but Fudge's heart didn't relax one bit.
Still, he put on a smile. No matter what, ensuring his own safety was the most important thing right now.
Seeing Fudge's expression, Grindelwald smoothly revealed his plan.
In fact, what he wanted to do wasn't complicated. Roger had refused his invitation and intended to stop his plan.
Grindelwald had originally intended to give up.
But later, after talking with Nicolas Flamel, Roger's thoughts had changed.
Now, Grindelwald didn't ask for Roger's help, only that he not interfere with what he was doing.
And in exchange, he wouldn't interfere with what Roger was doing either.
Because of a past pact with Voldemort, Grindelwald couldn't negotiate directly with Dumbledore and Roger.
So, he wanted Fudge to act as an intermediary to convey his intentions.
Of course, he couldn't say it like that to Fudge.
In Fudge's eyes, Grindelwald was just ordering him to do some inexplicable things.
And the message Grindelwald wanted to convey to Dumbledore was contained within these seemingly inexplicable actions.
"...Alas, these are troubled times."
Fudge almost regretted taking the position of Minister for Magic.
Even though Grindelwald had already left, Fudge sat in his office, the nominal center of power in the British wizarding world, and felt a strong sense of insecurity enveloping him.
He felt as if the Ministry of Magic was a sieve with holes everywhere; pure-blood families, powerful wizards, anyone could push around him, the nominal minister.
The current political situation offered no opportunity for him to maneuver and build his own influence.
But there was no choice. Since he was in this position, he still had to do what needed to be done.
"Speaking of which, should I tell Dumbledore about Grindelwald's presence at the Ministry..."
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