Since Harry had put it that way, Roger did not try to persuade him further.
"Just return it when you're done with it." Roger casually tossed the second-generation failed prototype in his hand over to him.
Roger was willing to protect an eleven-year-old child and spare him from facing bloody reality too soon. But if Harry insisted on going, Roger would not stop him.
Catching the orb in his hand, Harry felt a weight lift from his heart.
Not only because he had gained enormous help, but also because Roger's action itself was a declaration of his stance.
At first, Harry had learned from Roger that Voldemort was not dead and was hiding within Hogwarts.
At the time, Roger had told him not to worry about Voldemort—that the headmaster, the professors, and Roger himself would handle it.
Later, he had accidentally learned of Professor Quirrell's strange behavior from Professor Snape. Comparing the two pieces of information, he had basically determined where Voldemort was.
But that raised a question.
Would his actions interfere with the school's plan to deal with Voldemort?
But now, since Roger was willing to give him this thing, it meant Harry had been worrying unnecessarily.
Holding the Second Brain, Harry thanked Roger. Just as he was about to leave, Harry suddenly remembered something and turned back to ask Roger about a question that had arisen when he had first used it.
"Roger, I understand all the other data in the status panel under the study-planning function, but what does Life Tier: First Boundary mean?"
"Oh, that? It's just a wizard classification system I designed on a whim," Roger said casually.
"Wizards generally use the O.W.L. exams and N.E.W.T. exams to classify a wizard's level now. But while that kind of classification works for ordinary wizards, it becomes