Chapter 215 Magician: I Admire You, Fortune Teller

Everyone can clearly feel the indifference to life in this magician's words.

They couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines.

The magician saw their fear. He smiled gently and said, "Why are you so serious?"

"I said, I don't come here with any ill intentions."

"Then why are you here?" Old Tom mustered up his courage and said, "I have nothing here!"

"Why am I here?" The magician repeated Old Tom's question, looked around and said softly: "This is an important question, but to explain it clearly, we have to play a simple deduction game."

He raised his cane, pointed at the door of the Leaky Cauldron, and said, "I believe everyone has noticed this interesting point. This bar is obviously located in the downtown area of ​​London, but no Muggles have discovered it."

"Why?"

Everyone looked puzzled, but no one spoke.

The magician then nodded to a guest at random and said, "Sir, can you please answer this question?"

The man was a little at a loss and said cautiously: "Because of the Muggle Confusion Curse?"

"That's right." The magician showed a satisfied expression and said, "Obviously it's because of the power of magic, so please continue to tell me, what if the confusion spell fails? I mean, what if the wizard's existence is known to Muggles? ,what happens?"

"Use the forgetting spell to erase their memories." The guest's shoulders shrank, "The Ministry of Magic has a department that specializes in handling such matters."

"The Forgetting Curse, yes." The magician nodded in agreement: "This is a convenient spell that can easily play with human memory. The existence of the Muggle Confusion Curse and the Forgetting Curse has created a way for the magic world to hide The cornerstone for rising up.”

"Let us continue to deduce. If too many people know about the existence of wizards, and even most Muggles in the world know about it, what will happen?" The magician said: "I can remind everyone that on this planet There are billions of people living up there, and the number of wizards, even if it’s an exaggeration, probably won’t exceed half a million.”

"This kind of thing will not happen." Because the magician did not show any malice in the conversation, the guest became a little bolder and retorted: "The Ministry of Magic in each country has complete regulations for handling emergencies. , to ensure that any news that may reveal the existence of wizards spreads."

Another guest couldn't help but said: "Moreover, the Muggle prime minister and high-level politicians are aware of the existence of wizards. They can cooperate with the actions of the Ministry of Magic and control newspapers, television and other communication channels."

"Oh, this gentleman obviously has a certain understanding of ordinary people's society." The magician nodded: "You are right, if we look at the current situation, as long as the International Wizarding Secrecy Law is still there, then ordinary people There is no way anyone can know that wizards exist.”

"Wizards can use the power of magic to prevent the spread of the news within half a day, or even within an hour or two of the leak, and in such a short period of time, not many Muggles will be informed."

The magician paused: "Unless there is something that can spread a message or a picture to the entire world within an hour."

"This kind of thing cannot exist." Old Tom couldn't help but said: "This world is too big, even the most powerful wizard can't do it, let alone those Muggles."

"Really?" The magician smiled and looked around: "So, everyone here thinks so?"

Everyone nodded in silence.

Just then, a voice sounded.

"It exists."

Everyone was shocked and looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see the Hogwarts Divination professor still sitting in front of the bar, looking at the magician and saying: "Actually, it already exists now, but few people know about it. Few, even many Muggles, don’t understand it.”

"Professor Tang!" Old Tom was taken aback and said, "You don't have to-"

"Mr. Tom." Townsend raised his hand and interrupted Old Tom's words, saying: "I have seen some scenes of the future, so I can be very sure that there is indeed something that can change things in an hour. No, it may even happen in an hour. When it happens, most people around the world can see what happened."

He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "It's called the Internet."

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The Leaky Cauldron fell into silence for a long time, until Old Tom asked in an uncertain tone: "What kind of network? Is that a magic item?"

"It's technology." The magician took over the conversation, looked at Tang Sen, and praised: "I didn't expect that there is someone here who can see the situation clearly. You said that you have seen some scenes of the future, so you are a A prophet?"

"No, I am a fortune teller." Townsend replied.

"I admire you." The magician said this, looked at everyone again, and said: "I think everyone here grew up in a wizarding family, right? Even if not all of them come from pure-blood families, you have never been in the family. Living in the world of ordinary people.”

"So, you may not know much about technology-"

"Of course I know!" Old Tom said unconvinced: "I have experienced the war in the Muggle world, those guns, those bombs, and even the cars and TVs running all over the streets now. I know what technology is, I have to say , there are some smart people among Muggles, although they have no magic power, they can create some items with many magical functions."

"The Leaky Cauldron has been here for a long time. I watched the changes in the street in front of it little by little and saw how Muggle technology developed."

"But, what magic net you mentioned——"

"The Internet," the magician reminded.

"Yes, the Internet. Maybe Muggles will really develop this kind of thing one day, but it will definitely not be now, a hundred years? Two hundred years? There will naturally be magic that can deal with this thing."

Snap, snap, snap.

The magician applauded and said: "Yes, magic is not static, and the Muggle Confusion Curse is not a magic spell that existed from the beginning. Magic has always been an idealistic power. If wizards are given time, then they can develop solutions to deal with the Internet. The curse is not impossible.”

"The only question is, do you have that much time?"

The magician said calmly: "I can explain to you what the Internet is in a language that everyone can understand. It is a technology that can link human beings together in real time, and any information can be transmitted with almost no delay. Speed ​​transmission, for example, if you say something here, people on the other side of the world can also see it——"

"Telephone." Old Tom said, "It's nothing new."

"Similar, but more advanced." The magician explained patiently: "It is not one-on-one, but one person can speak to many people at the same time, one hundred people, one thousand people, ten thousand people, or even one hundred million people. , everyone can be linked with more people to form a network that covers the entire world—"

"Net." Old Tom finally showed a serious look, but still said: "It's incredible, but it's not as easy as you said, isn't it? If this was really the case, the International Wizarding Secrecy Act would have been invalidated long ago."

"That's right." The magician nodded: "The Internet is not mature yet. There are only one million people using the Internet in the entire UK."

"Only one hundred. Wait, one million?!" Old Tom almost jumped up.

"It's a huge number for wizards, but it's not much for ordinary people, right?" The magician said slowly: "But, I saw a creepy phenomenon. A few years ago, this The number might have been only a few hundred thousand, or earlier, even a few thousand people, I mean, the number of people using this thing is growing exponentially.”

"This is a monster that is expanding crazily. I can predict that this thing will soon spread into the lives of all ordinary people. By then, can the existence of wizards really be concealed?"

The magician said with a solemn face: "I realize that this day will not be too far away. At the current speed, it will be ten years, not more than twenty years!"

He looked at Tang Sen and said, "Mr. fortune teller, if you have indeed seen the future, maybe you can confirm this?"

Tang Sen remained silent, his expression even more solemn than that of the magician.

The magician was stunned for a moment: "Shorter?"

"Shorter." Tang Sen nodded and said, "In the pictures of the future I saw, this thing is already very popular. I mean, almost most Muggles know of its existence."

Tang Sen slowly raised three fingers and said in a hoarse voice: "Less than three years."

The soothsayer's words were persuasive, especially to the regulars of the Leaky Cauldron, who all fell into silence.

Until the magician broke the silence. He stroked his cane and said, "It seems that time is more pressing than I thought."

"Let's continue the deduction, gentlemen, I think everyone can understand what I said, so back to the original question."

He asked in a calm tone: "What would happen if the existence of wizards was known to most ordinary people in the world?"

No one answered this question. In fact, wizards had never thought about this question. Before today, they would only think that it was nonsense. There was magic. Even if magic was discovered by Muggles, it would be easy to deal with. It is impossible for them to realize that there are many wizards hidden in the world they live in.

But what if that day does come?

"Will everyone coexist peacefully?" the magician asked calmly: "Can ordinary people happily accept that a group of wizards with extraordinary power share this world with them?"

"When they know that the power of magic is only passed down through blood, and it is impossible for ordinary people to learn these magical magics, can they accept the gap between themselves and wizards?"

"Are they willing to give up the dominance of this world and admit that they are weaker than wizards?"

The magician stood up straight. At this moment, his posture was no longer as friendly as in the conversation, and his whole body exuded a sharp and sharp aura.

"Let me tell you, gentlemen."

"No, they won't."

"No one is willing to accept that he is born inferior, no one is willing to accept the inherent inequality, no one is willing to accept that his memory may be tampered with at any time, and his body and soul may be manipulated at any time."

"They will be upset, they will be fearful, they will be angry, and ultimately, these emotions will push wizards and ordinary people into complete opposites."

"Gentlemen, think about it, what's next?"

The magician said word for word:

"war!"