Science is a way of life, and it only flourishes when people have freedom of belief.

A belief that is forced to obey on the basis of outside orders is not a faith, and a society based on such a false belief will inevitably perish due to paralysis, because in such a society there is no basis for the healthy growth of science.

Unfortunately, as a science that is dependent on the existence of human society, it can never achieve freedom in the true sense of the word.

Whether it is the "center of the universe" controversy, which began with the cognition of celestial bodies, the "Newton-Hooke controversy" that has lasted for several worlds, or the popular saying of the last century, "God does not roll dice......

It turns out that letting social authority replace scientific authority in adjudicating scientific arguments is often the first step in tragedy.

If the tragedy in the world of physics and mathematics is at most limited to the tragic fate of one or two people, or a certain faction of scholars, then the "Lysenko incident" that occurred in the former Soviet Union a few decades ago has undoubtedly set a very striking warning to all scientific research fields in later generations - politics, it is better not to interfere in science.

Andrei Mendanoff, now in his seventies, is arguably one of the people who has felt the most about all this tragedy.

Unlike his teachers Vavilov and Muller, Sullenov was a very lucky man.

Perhaps because of his young age, the secret police did not pay much attention to the clumsy intern who worked in Hermann Josef Müller's laboratory, and after a few brief interrogations, he was released.

After a few years of unsuccessful "vernalization", Andrei Mendanlov began to change his way of working - he left the core scientific circle in Moscow and came to the vicinity of Leningrad to preserve the results of Soviet biology through some of the simplest and most basic planting experiments.

This was indeed a very effective approach, and Andrei Mendanlov finally waited for the day when Lysenko fell completely, and prepared to revive the Soviet biological community with the scholars who had also narrowly escaped the purge.

It's just that the day came too late.

With the collapse of the Soviet Union, all their efforts and dreams came to naught overnight.

Molecular Biology and Genetics of the Soviet Scientific Community...... After all, it came to an end.

Today, Andrei Mendanlov is just an ordinary cashier in a potato shop, and in his spare time, he only has ...... left to study the big potatoes from foreign countries and water them in the experimental field in his backyard

Andrei Mendanlov sighed lightly and stroked the materials of several suitcases in front of him with mixed emotions.

He never imagined that one day he would become the kind of person he once hated and spurned the most, like Mr. Müller, carrying decades of research with him, secretly leaving the country in search of a place where he could continue to complete his research.

The old man looked around at the empty shop, touched the wooden table in front of him with some reluctance, and looked up at the young guard, or rather, the wizard, who had been in charge of his personal safety and daily life for all this time.

Andrei Mendanlov knows very well that there is no such thing as a world where there is no such thing as giving without return.

As a scholar who survived the wave of academic purges in the former Soviet Union, Andrei was not a naïve academic who did not know anything about the world, in fact, he saw much more clearly and clearly than most mathematicians and physicists.

But whoever can compete with the capitalist in the financial market will always be the other capitalist.

It's just that compared to those who focus on money, securities, and heavy industry...... The Yankees of the realm, these wizards, they have only one goal from beginning to end, and that is the old guys who have mastered the scientific system of the former Soviet Union - or more accurately, the wealth that the non-magical world has accumulated for nearly a thousand years, those that are called the treasures of human civilization.

It was an all-or-nothing gamble, and he staked all his future on the will of the magical civilization.

The wizarding world is mysterious and powerful, and what he sees now is not even the tip of the iceberg, and perhaps only after entering the place called Hogwarts School City will he understand what the other side of this world is like.

If it were not for the fact that the great Soviets had been completely reduced to history, the white bandits and capitalists had re-mounted on the heads of the people of this land, and the conditions offered by the other side would have been difficult to refuse—to inflict heavy blows on the capitalists who had tried to swoop down on the former Soviet Union and to eat their flesh and blood, and to help the industrious people who were hungry and cold in this coldest spring and winter.

Because of this, even though he was full of curiosity about the mysterious cultivation of magic, Andrei Mendanlov still restrained his impulsive heart and stuck to the last moment in the small potato shop.

Although I am not sure how much I am on the scale, I can still add a little more insurance.

In fact, Andrei Mendanlov is not the only scholar who holds this belief, even if he knows that he may sign a legendary devil's contract, but as long as it can save the spark of hope for the world, it is worth it.

Science knows no borders, but a scientist has her own homeland - even if, she is no longer there.

It's just that the stipulated time has finally arrived......

Andrei Mendanlov silently glanced at the rubles piled up in the warehouse behind him, even if he was not a professional economist, he knew what it meant for tons of rubles to appear on the market - from this moment on, all the currency in this land would be completely reduced to waste paper, and there would not even be a chance for a buffer.

Not far away, the special agent of the Destiny Group had closed the door of the potato shop and walked towards him.

"It's time, Mr. Andrey, and we're going to get ready to evacuate. ”

"When I leave, will we continue to recruit old guys like me?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Andrei took a deep breath and asked calmly.

"Of course, if this involves some confidentiality, you can refuse to answer - I mean, I actually have a lot of contact information for old friends, and maybe I can help you recruit a new round of employees......"

"Don't worry, we have a very well-developed transition plan, and Destiny Potato Shop is not going away. ”

The young wizard grinned, patted Andre on the shoulder, and replied in a relaxed tone.

"As for the follow-up staffing arrangement, there are actually some slight differences, considering the security of the store, and the reduced need for digital accounting, we may consider hiring some veterans - in fact, you and those gentlemen are almost the last ones......"

"As for your concerns, there are already commissioners on the group's side who are negotiating with the government. ”

The young wizard scratched his nose and carefully recalled the set of QA words specially sorted out by the eldest lady during the pre-job training not long ago, and said with some hesitation, as if reciting a jerky magic article.

"The real world will never be shattered by the collapse of the virtual currency market, the most solid cornerstone of any society and civilization will always be agriculture, and the potatoes of the Mandate of Heaven have never been here to destroy and plunder - times have changed, it is time to say goodbye to the glory and scars of the past, and the new order of freedom will return to the people of this land. ”

......

Meanwhile.

Russia, St. Petersburg, Mandate of Heaven Group Administrative Building.

In a spacious conference room, finance officials from the Russian government and regional heads of the Providence Group sat together and debated fiercely about the "potato reward" package just announced this morning.

The fact that potatoes, which were supposed to be goods, became a reward, and that the ruble, which was supposed to be currency, became a kind of useless waste paper that squeezed warehouses and had to be cleaned up by a lot of manpower, which seemed like a world had been turned upside down for all ordinary people in the former Soviet Union – and most comically, it seemed reasonable when you think about it.

"I'm sorry, sir, we can't hold it anymore. ”

As the words fell, Gilderoy Lockhart stood up and said in a calm tone.

"In the past six months or so, the Mandate of Heaven Group has delivered trillions worth of potatoes to this land, but with the deterioration of the international economic situation, the purchasing power of the ruble in the international market is getting lower and lower - this is not a simple exchange rate problem, but it is becoming more and more difficult to accept - which has seriously affected the normal production and operation of the group. ”

"In particular, there were a number of lootings this morning, which made us realize that as long as we continue to use the currency based on the credit of the former Soviet government, we will never be able to resist external malice. ”

"Gentlemen, I think...... Maybe it's time for us to work together and start a new era. ”

A group of officials from Russia looked at Lockhart and remained silent.