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Chapter 215 Magician: I admire you, fortune teller
Everyone could clearly feel the indifference towards life in the magician's words.

They couldn't help feeling chills down their spines.

The magician saw their fear, he showed a gentle smile, and said, "Why are you so serious?"

"As I said, I didn't come here with malice."

"Then why did you come here?" Old Tom summoned up his courage and said, "I don't have anything here!"

"Why have I come?" repeated old Tom's question, and said softly, looking around, "It's an important question, but to make it clear we'll have to play a simple game of deduction."

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

"why?"

Everyone looked puzzled, but no one spoke.

The magician then randomly ordered a guest and said, "Sir, may I ask you to 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 said with a satisfied expression, "Obviously because of the power of magic, then please continue to tell me, what if the confusion spell fails? I mean, if the existence of wizards is known to Muggles ,what happens?"

"Use the Oblivion Curse to erase their memories." The guest shrank his shoulders, "The Ministry of Magic has a department that deals with this kind of thing."

"The Forgetting Curse, that's right." 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 made it possible for the wizarding world to hide foundation stone."

"Let's continue the deduction. What will happen if too many people know about the existence of wizards, and even most of the Muggles in the world?" The magician said, "I can remind everyone that on this planet There are billions of people living on it, and even if the number of wizards is exaggerated, I am afraid it will not exceed 50."

"This kind of thing won't happen." Because the magician didn't show any malice during the conversation, the guest got a little bolder and retorted: "The Ministry of Magic of all countries has perfect regulations for dealing with emergencies. , can ensure that any news that may reveal the existence of wizards will spread."

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

"Oh, this gentleman obviously has a certain understanding of the society of ordinary people." The magician nodded: "You are right, if we look at the current situation, as long as the International Law of Wizarding Secrecy is still in place, ordinary people It is impossible to know that wizards exist."

"Wizards can use magic power to prevent the spread of news within half a day, or even an hour or two, of the leak. In such a short period of time, not many Muggles know about it."

The magician paused: "Unless there is something that can spread a piece of news or a picture to the whole 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 wizards can't do it, let alone those Muggles."

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

Everyone nodded silently.

Just then, a voice sounded.

"It exists."

Everyone was shocked, and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see the Hogwarts divination professor still sitting in front of the bar, looking at the magician, and said: "Actually, it already exists now, but people who know it are very Few, even a lot of Muggles don't know much about it."

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

"Mr. Tom." Tang Sen raised his hand and interrupted Old Tom's words, and said, "I've seen some pictures of the future, so I can be sure that there is indeed something that can be seen in an hour. No, it may even be in the future. When it happens, most people in 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 a long silence, until old Tom asked in an uncertain tone, "What is the internet? Is that a magic item?"

"It's technology." The magician took over the conversation, looked at Tang Sen, and praised: "I didn't expect there to be someone here who could see the situation a little bit clearly. You said you have seen some pictures of the future, so you are a Prophet?"

"No, I'm a fortune teller." Tang Sen replied.

"I appreciate you." The magician said so, looking back at everyone, and said, "I think everyone here grew up in wizard families, right? Even though not all of you came from pure-blood families, you have never been in the family of wizards." Lived in the world of ordinary people."

"So, you probably don't know much about technology—"

"Of course I know!" Old Tom said unconvinced: "I have experienced the wars in the Muggle world, those guns, those bombs, and even the cars running on the streets now, those TVs. 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 me little by little, and saw how the Muggles' technology developed."

"But, that magic net you mentioned—"

"Internet," the magician reminded.

"That's right, the Internet, maybe Muggles will really research this kind of thing one day, but it must not be now, 100 years? 200 years? At that time, there will naturally be magic that can deal with this thing."

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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 ideal force. If wizards are given time, then they can develop solutions to the Internet. Charms are not out of the question."

"The only question is, is there that much time?"

The magician said lightly: "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. Any information on it can be transmitted with almost no delay. Speed ​​transmission, for example, if you say a word here, people on the other side of the world can also see—”

"Telephone." Old Tom said, "It's not a new thing."

"Similar, but more advanced." The magician patiently explained: "It is not one-on-one, but one person can talk to many people at the same time, 100 people, 1000 people, 1 people, or even [-] million people. Individuals can be linked with more people to form a world-"

"Net." Old Tom finally showed a serious expression, but he still said: "It's unbelievable but it's not as easy as you say, isn't it? If this is really the case, the International Wizarding Secrecy Act has been invalidated long ago."

"That's right." The magician nodded: "The Internet is still immature, and there are only 100 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 not many for ordinary people, isn't it?" the magician said slowly, "However, I saw a creepy phenomenon from it. A few years ago, this The numbers were maybe 10,000+, earlier it was even a few thousand, I mean, the number of people using this stuff is growing exponentially.”

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

The magician said solemnly, "I realize that this day will not be too far away. At the current speed, ten years will not exceed 20 years!"

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

Tang Sen remained silent, and his expression looked even more dignified than that of a magician.

The magician froze 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, his voice was hoarse and astringent: "Less than three years."

The fortuneteller's words were convincing, especially to the regulars of the Leaky Cauldron, who fell silent in unison.

Until the magician broke the silence, he stroked his cane and said, "It seems that time is more urgent than I imagined."

"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: "If the existence of wizards is known to most ordinary people in the world, what will happen?"

No one answered this question. In fact, wizards have never thought about this question. Before today, they would only think that this is nonsense. There is magic. Even if magic is discovered by Muggles, it is 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 live together peacefully?" The magician asked indifferently: "Can ordinary people readily accept that a group of wizards with extraordinary powers will share this world with them?"

"When they know that the power of magic is only transmitted in the blood, and ordinary people can never 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 dignified and sharp aura.

"Let me tell you, gentlemen."

"No, they won't."

"No one is willing to accept that they are inherently inferior, no one is willing to accept the inherent inequality, no one is willing to accept that their memory may be tampered with at any time, and their body and soul may be manipulated at any time."

"They're disturbed, they're scared, they're angry, and in the end, these emotions push wizards and ordinary people into complete opposites."

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

The magician said word by word:

"war!"

(End of this chapter)