The news that the wizard was about to be interviewed became headlines in the newspaper early, and the trailer was played on TV two days in advance. At the scheduled time, countless people were waiting in front of the TV for the live program to begin.

The three guests sat in turn, Slughorn sat alone in a large chair, wearing a gorgeous emerald wizard robe, with Mr. Weasley and Hermione next to him, the former wearing a gray-brown suit with sparse red hair on his forehead, and the latter as if he had just come out of the middle school next door and rushed over without stopping, with a hint of restraint on his body movements.

The host who took over today's interview task sat diagonally opposite the arc table, with a capable and energetic appearance, constantly using gestures to communicate with the audience. The audience whispered and looked at the three of them curiously. These audiences were carefully selected from thousands of applicants, and they proved that they had no extreme ideas through tests.

After the regular opening remarks, the interview officially began.

"...Thank you for the introduction of the three special guests. They belong to different age groups and play different social roles - there are school teachers, government staff, and students. What thoughts will their thoughts bring to the audience? Let's start with Mr. Slughorn..."

"Hello, Mr. Slughorn, what subjects do you teach in school?"

"Pharmacology." Slughorn said. He briefly introduced the basic concepts of potions, which was very relaxed for him with decades of teaching experience. The dialogue unfolded in a pleasant atmosphere. In addition to the confusing names that pop up from time to time, the audience listened with relish. Slughorn talked freely and introduced some simple potions, such as potions for treating boils, cold potions, joy agents, and vitality tonics. Then, at the request of the audience, several more complex potions were mentioned.

"The bone-generating potion that can bring people a lucky potion, a bone-generating potion that grows bones overnight, a Bafei brain-awake potion that makes people clear, and a beauty potion that makes people beautiful..." The host said a little absurdly, but his professionalism quickly came to his senses, "Well, I think everyone has a question in their hearts now, can these potions be mass-produced?"

"I'm afraid it's not very good," Slughorn frowned slightly. "Many potions require magic to participate. This is also true of taking potions."

The host's expression suddenly became as disappointed as the audience.

"But - ahem, my student, Severus Snape," said Slughorn. "He was assigned by the Ministry of Magic to simplify potions, with the purpose of making some potions available to non-wizards. I heard that the Future World Company has done some homework in advance, but this kind of thing must be handed over to professionals..."

He talked freely and tried to introduce dialogue into areas he was familiar with.

"...The effect may be slightly discounted, but it still retains the most magical characteristics. Severus has this ability. He recently won the Merlin First Class Medal. Do you know what the Merlin Medal is? Only the best wizard will receive this honor. I have the honor to teach a few." He muttered a few names proudly, looked at the host with a gaze, as if waiting for him to ask who there were. It took a while before continuing.

"Of course, I will give guidance to myself, only for theoretical and directional discussions - after all, time is unforgiving, I am over 100 years old, and my energy cannot catch up with young people."

This gives people the impression that if he was twenty years younger, he could solve all problems by himself. The eyes of those present were shining.

"Have you lived past one hundred years?" the host asked in surprise, "I can't see at all."

"I usually pay more attention to maintenance," said Slughorn. "I have many secrets in this regard, and even Dumbledore has asked me for advice..." He sighed, "Living too long is the disadvantage of this. Fewer and fewer people are familiar with it, and the common problem of the elderly."

"Sorry - I wonder, do wizards generally live longer? It is said that Mr. Dumbledore is over one hundred and ten years old before his death..."

"One hundred and sixteen," Slughorn corrected, "a wizard like him usually lives longer, and I suspect he and Nick cough—" he coughed violently, "I mean, I suspect he was seriously injured in the fight against the two Black Devils, otherwise he might have lived for two hundred years. Like Felix, he was destined to live particularly long, which is a lucky thing, whether for a wizard or an ordinary person."

Slughorn took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

He had just almost revealed the name of Nick Lemay. The secret about the Philosopher's Stone is a legend even in the magic world. Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that Felix Happ had inherited all the knowledge of Nick Lemay's alchemy. Even if he started learning from scratch, with his talent, he still had the hope of creating a brand new Philosopher's Stone before his life was exhausted, not to mention that he is now a top alchemist - Felix himself doesn't care much about this title.

"You are talking about Mr. Felix Hepp?"

"It's obvious, isn't it?"

The host was keenly aware that there were secrets to be dug in it, but when he came, he was warned that today's respondent was not a third-rate star, nor was he scrambling for gossip news, so he decisively interrupted the topic and turned to Mr. Weasley.

"We know that Mr. Weasley had previously participated in the Cabinet meeting and as Deputy Secretary Bones, did you share with us anything?"

Mr. Weasley opened his mouth wide and his ears were a little red, which was a sign of stress.

Merlin was here. Two years ago, he was in a department with only two people and was unwilling to care about it. He was able to speak in a scary manner with postings, packaging bags and clay statues. However, as Ms. Bones came to power, his department status was significantly improved, and this time he had experience in compiling laws and participated in negotiations as an expert.

"Well... I want to say that those things called technology really open my eyes, yes, I want to say that they open my eyes." Mr. Weasley said seriously. "So so exquisite and so mysterious, I'm not sure about the principle of the card plug-in machine. It's hard to imagine that some plastic sheets and metals will have such a magical function..."

The host had to remind him. "I think it might be because I used a computer."

"Computer?" Mr. Weasley blinked, "Is there someone who can calculate the numbers hidden inside?"

"Oh, no, no," the host laughed, and he repeated the pronunciation. "It is a device, some people say that computers are the greatest invention of the century. Although they can also be used for arithmetic, we have the ability to make it more complex operations, such as controlling machine tools, using them in personal computers, mobile phones..."

Mr. Weasley listened with a smile, and when the host finished speaking, he said frankly: "It's amazing. I have only been exposed to mobile phones. One of your ministers has enthusiastically demonstrated it to me."

In the following time, the host seemed to have a strong interest in Mr. Weasley's family. The two kept asking questions and answering questions. At first, Mr. Weasley was worried that he would say the wrong thing, but found that all the questions were trivial matters, and he gradually became talkative. But he didn't know that he felt that ordinary things were exactly what ordinary audiences were interested in. The ratings continued to increase.

At this time, a staff member of the TV station handed the host a stack of cards full of handwriting. The host flipped through and said:

"Many viewers who watch TV programs dial the hotline, and our recorders selected some messages from them. Mr. Weasley, are you willing to answer a few questions?" Mr. Weasley said cautiously: "I think it can. But—" "Great." The host picked and asked with a card, "Mr. Duncan, who lives in Surrey, asked, why does the wizard's life look primitive?"

The host cleared his throat, "I think this audience refers to the fact that the wizard still uses owls to mail letters and packages - this is really surprising, has the wizard ever thought about introducing advanced technology products, such as mobile phones?"

"That's the general idea," Mr. Weasley said seriously: "The life of a wizard is not primitive, it's just two different attitudes to life. We do use owls to mail letters and packages, but we also exchange information through other ways, such as Floor Network, Phantom Movement, Knight Bus, etc., and in recent years, similar items have appeared as mobile phones, called Sound Transmission Mirrors."

Thanks to the students of Hogwarts who were still writing letters to the Muggle newspaper, both sides were tacitly informed; in addition, government spokespersons would occasionally disclose some wizard information, so that the audience could roughly understand Mr. Weasley's words. Many people were impressed by the Knight bus that traveled across the country and avoided all obstacles wherever they went, hoping to experience the last one in person, but some people were skeptical and believed that a means of transportation that could jump dozens of kilometers at a time like a toad did not exist at all.

"Sound transmission mirror," the host repeated in surprise, "Are you saying that this kind of thing functions similar to a mobile phone?"

Mr. Weasley nodded.

"It was invented by my two sons, Fred and George, and it is really convenient to use."

"Uh, your two sons? Called—" the host frowned, "Fred and—"

"George," said Mr. Weasley patiently, "they are twins."

The host looked at him in disbelief and asked a question that everyone present was curious about, "How old are they?"

"Just celebrated his nineteenth birthday three months ago," Mr. Weasley proudly raised his chest: "They are my fourth and fifth sons."

"It's incredible," the host said to the audience: "It seems that the principles of magic and technology are completely different. It's hard to imagine that such things happening in reality. I wonder if you are looking forward to seeing the real thing... Let's listen to the comment from the next audience: Mrs. Bevli asks, why does magic seem to be omnipotent, but wizards have the same troubles as ordinary people?"

Mr. Weasley said seriously:

"Magic is not omnipotence. We also need a long learning to master specific spells. From what I have observed and learned at present, the lives of wizards and Muggles are similar - except for magic. We all need to study and work, have family and friends, and worry about money and various trivial matters in life, without any essential difference." He emphasized again at the end, "except for magic."

"...Our audiences have another question, that is, what is the status of the confidentiality law that you mentioned repeatedly, similar to the constitution of a country? If so, does it mean that wizards all over the world share a constitution?"

"I don't know how the constitution is defined, but I understand the law of secrecy, rather than restricting wizards, it's restricting magic from appearing in the public eye. We have a special department, the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic..."

When the host turned his gaze to Hermione, almost an hour passed, and the expression on Hermione's face was a little stiff.

"Miss Granger, I have read your name from the newspaper. Are you still a student at school?"

"Yes, I'm still a year away from graduation," Hermione said somewhat restrainedly.

"Oh, I think you must be very good, so you were selected for interview."

"I, uh," Hermione shook her head, "I'm not the best. I think it may have something to do with my good at the history of magic - the history of wizards - and my identity -"

"identity?"

"My parents are both Muggles, that is, ordinary people."

"Wow, so you didn't know the existence of magic before you entered school? Then how did you accept that magic really exists? I mean, most people may feel that they have encountered a liar?"

Hermione pursed her lips and seemed to have thought of something interesting.

"I did think so, but when I was a child, some strange things happened, and I remembered them very clearly, so I sent a letter to the school. Later, it was confirmed that it was unnecessary. The professors in the school would take the initiative to visit the little wizards who were not wizards' families."

"That professor convinced your parents?"

"I convinced me." Hermione corrected.

"How did it be done specifically?" The host glanced at the reaction in the audience and realized that he had captured another topic of interest to the public.

Hermione looked at him hesitantly, and the host encouraged, "It's okay, our audience is curious - no one can predict whether the child at home will become one in the future."

Hermione reached out and the cup on the table immediately turned into a beaver the size of a palm. She didn't even use a magic wand. No one in the world knew the structure of this creature better than her. Even a wizard would not spend half an hour a week turning into a beaver activity.

Everyone stared at the smart and clever creatures on the table without blinking, trying to tell if they were fooled. The host stretched out one hand, but the beaver flexibly avoided it. It turned into a cup again.

The host raised his cup and looked at it carefully, imagining it could run and move. Everyone moved their eyes as his arms moved.

"This should be one of the disciplines, called change, change-"

“Transformation.”

"Yes, are there any subjects besides transfiguration?"

"Culture, potions, black magic defense, herbal medicine, history of magic, ancient magic texts, magic protection classes..."

"The magic that day in front of the Parliament belongs to-"

"A entry-level ancient magical magic."

...

The topic became more specific. The host was good at dancing and constantly asked various questions. He gradually discovered the differences between the three. Slughorn liked to talk about social relations, and the audience could weave a huge net in his mind based on his words, like a naturalist; but the old man also had a bit of bragging.

Mr. Weasley is familiar with the Ministry of Magic, but he is more willing to talk about topics that are not dangerous, such as family and friends; the host understands his concerns and intends to guide him in this regard, and the two have a good conversation.

Hermione Granger, a student, surprised the host the most. When talking about the history of the wizard, she spoke for ten minutes in one breath, and seemed to have predicted in advance that few of the people here may be good at historical years, so she thoughtfully added to the British history of the same period after talking about a paragraph.

For example, Henry VII actually recruited real wizards as court wizards. Of course, both sides had a tacit understanding on the issue of witch hunting, and no one started talking about it. The host privately felt that as the wizard information was constantly disclosed, people with a slightly normal mind would have doubts about that period of history:

How many wizards were truly burned to death in history? This proportion may make many people desperate, and the collective silence of domestic religions may be related to this.

"Miss Granger, what do you think of the exposure of wizards before the world? As someone who knows both sides, which side do you personally prefer?"

"I agree to resolve the problem through negotiations and live in peace between the two sides." Hermione said lightly.

"But now the negotiations have reached a deadlock, and the wizard is unwilling to abide by modern laws. You should be able to understand the risks, right?" the host asked. He was not deliberately making things difficult for him, but the little girl opposite showed a keen sense of political smell.

"The wizard has his own laws, which were run well before," Hermione emphasized. "Now that new laws have not yet appeared, and old laws need to continue. And the new laws are not formulated from a certain position, and they must be convinced and recognized by both parties - there is a professor who taught me in the third grade, and he said - well, the meaning of the existence of the law is to use limited words to clarify our expectations for this society."

Hermione said carefully:

"In my opinion, the law cannot fully calculate human behavior and will always face new challenges, such as the situation we are facing now - these problems are difficult to solve in the short term, but the relationship between the two must not stagnate. The best way is to stop and think carefully about what we want, whether it is conflict or peace? If you can't figure it out, even if you draw up a thousand laws, it will be useless."

"This is a collision of two ideas."

Hermione finished speaking with great pleasure. This was her truest thought, and now she finally said it in one breath. Below, she subconsciously looked at the audience's reaction. Suddenly, she widened her eyes and almost jumped out of her throat - a familiar face was sitting in the crowd.

It's Professor Hayp! He was wearing a bright blue suit, with straight striped trousers overlapping, and was applauding with a smile, as if saying "Beautiful job."

She quietly looked around and no one noticed the abnormality at the scene, but instead seemed to be infected and applauded. The host asked another question, but she didn't pay any attention.

"Miss Granger? Miss Granger?" the host called her.

Hermione quickly withdrew her gaze and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it clearly?"

The audience chuckled.

"Oh, my question is, you seem to be confident in the future?"

Hermione seemed a little embarrassed at the panic just now, but her heart was surprisingly calmed down. She subconsciously stroked her hair and replied seriously after a few seconds:

"...Yes, I think this is a necessity. There were several periods in history where ordinary people and wizards lived in harmony, so we did not create history, but took a section from many years to inherit. The question is whether we should choose suffering or a more promising path, even though both are full of thorns. My companions and I are ready..."

Felix was tragic. I wonder how many people realized that the elderly always remember the past, and only young people would fantasize about the future, because young people themselves represent the future. Magic is the power that reaches the soul. In this magnificent era, how many wizards will stand out?
Chapter completed!