Under the moonlight.

Dumbledore's face was still the same.

He just listened.

After all these years, no one has ever summarized the debate about the wizarding revolution.

Everyone only superficially believed that he had defeated a dark wizard who was trying to subvert the wizarding world.

But no one really thought about making a contribution to this magical world that was so hard to return.

But—

"Let Muggles be Muggles, and wizards be wizards." Dumbledore said lightly, "Does a thousand-year-old tradition have to be broken?" ”

"It's always been that way, right?" Owen looked into the distance, and the great river that flowed from the Forbidden Forest into the sea.

Ten thousand streams flow into the sea.

If only humanity could do the same.

I'm afraid that at this time, relying on the blessing of magic, they would have colonized Mars a long time ago.

Maybe this world could have given birth to a magical steam civilization.

It's a pity that everyone misses it.

"You haven't tried, how can you deny that wizarding Muggles is the wrong path?"

"Let's not talk about the ability of wizards first, it's just a simple thought experiment, and imagine that under the governance of wizards, all Muggles are integrated into one country, and they all live an eight-hour work week, with two days off a week, and they can solve the problem of food, clothing, shelter, transportation, food, drink, and merry......... Will Muggles still resist?

Even we don't stop them from continuing to develop technology. Propel humanity to the universe.

We're just getting a piece of the pie.

Anyway, the wizard population is nothing more than a wisp of sand in the sea for the entire human race.

In such a world, is that Tao not heaven on earth?

I'm afraid that for most Muggles at that time, you were like this—with all due respect.

The one who maintains the existing magical capital is the enemy! ”

All Muggles: Lord Grindelwald, there's Dumbledore in ambush ahead, I know a path, follow me.

...

Silence is like the darkness that envelops the world.

Dumbledore was silent.

It was a long, long time before he lowered his head and looked at him with complicated eyes that Owen had never seen before.

That touch of blue contains too much.

There is expectation, recognition, emotion, and sentimentality.

His old voice sounded slowly: "But, this is conjecture. Reality is always 10,000 times more complicated than you think. ”

"People always have to choose between right and easy."

"So it's easy for me to choose the right one!" Owen suddenly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose, "Changing the world depends on Harry Potter to really have fun, defeat Voldemort, and the Demon of the Heavens, the Sea Demon or something, really save the world, I vote for Miss Granger!" If you step down as president of the federation, you must recommend Miss Granger! ”

"Miss Granger?" Dumbledore was stunned, and a fluffy hair and a straight face popped up in his mind, like a miniature version of Professor McGonagall's little witch.

"Yes, don't look at Miss Granger's stupidity now, it's all appearances! She's a woman who can be the Minister of Magic! ”

Owen swore by it.

As for who is the Minister of Magic...

Ahem, forget it, no kidding.

In fact, he knew from seeing Dumbledore's eyes that the old headmaster was pinning his hopes for changing the wizarding world on him!

What a line!

He is just a mediocre person, and he only cares about one thing every day, that is, when to eat!

As for the future - since he was a child, Owen had a dream of traveling around the wizarding world, crossing Harry Potter who was willing to cower on an island in the Atlantic Ocean.

This is not to be seen too much.

If he hangs up in the future, he can travel back. That's not allowed to open this online article and brag about your experience in this world.

Hmph╯^╰

It's a fool to think about changing the world!

Enh!

At the critical moment, fortunately, there was Miss Granger to top the thunder.

Owen, who silently sent Hermione a good guy card from the bottom of his heart, reflected the ink-like stars.

In the sparkling night.

I laughed very happily.

And Dumbledore, who was looking at him, seemed to be infected too, and his lips rose into a smile.

The night is getting deeper.

Two strange laughs, accompanied by the sound of the wind, spread far away.

Under the stars.

With the sound of the wind, they gradually walked into this painting called the Wizarding World.

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Day 2.

The Rising Sun wakes up with Hogwarts.

After a simple breakfast.

A whistle could be heard in the distance.

...

In fact, there is no sound from Hogsmeade Station from Hogwarts, but the young wizards who are like arrows seem to have a collective illusion, as if everyone has heard the whistle of the locomotive home.

As the little wizards walked out of the castle one after another.

That's when they realized that the year was really over.

It seemed like overnight, their closets were empty and everything was packed into their suitcases.

The students are not surprised by this, what is the magic castle that will automatically collect clothes?

The castle also does laundry!

At Hogwarts, if you can't figure it out, it's magic.

Only the little wizards of Hufflepuff understand that this is all due to the elves, who often solve all the problems of life for the little wizards in the middle of the night.

More than half of the magic that belongs to the magic castle is created by elves.

If the event moved the top 10 people of Hogwarts.

He had to vote for the elves.

——

Owen sat in the same cubicle as Hannah and Justin.

With the sound of the hustle and bustle, the train started slowly.

Soon, the forest outside the window began to slowly decrease.

Laughter and laughter all the way.

And the train pulled into London.

It stops at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters at King's Cross Station.

It took them a long time to get out of the platform, for the shriveled old guard stood guard at the partition wall, and no matter how much the other little wizards tried to persuade him, he refused to get out of the way, and he stubbornly demanded that only two or three people be allowed through the partition wall at a time.

He said it was to keep the Muggles from paying attention.

Hehe—once again, Owen expressed a strong dislike for the infrastructure of the wizarding world.

"Remember to write to me." Hannah and Owen make a mutual agreement.

"Don't worry, I'll write you eight times a day!"

This little girl chattered all the way, and almost used a needle to engrave the words 'must write to me' on the door of his head.

Is it necessary?

It's only been two months, and besides, he often goes to Diagon Alley, and it's not that he can't meet him.

I'll make an appointment then!

Owen rubbed his brows, and finally separated from each other in her thousand admonitions.

Uh-huh—I suddenly remembered my good sons who I hadn't kept in touch with since college.

...

I don't know how his dog sons are doing!

It shouldn't be more comfortable than him!

The old man has crossed over.

Ay!

Years later, the dog sons each have a Land Rover, but what about the old man?

I have two thousand light wheels in my tower!

Gan!