Chapter 216 Muggle Courage
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
From the moment Ian began to recall, Tver knew why he knew the existence of magic.
Just a year and a half ago, Harry and Ron drove Arthur Weasley's modified car without authorization because they could not pass Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
There were indeed many Muggles who saw the car at that time, otherwise Mrs. Weasley would not have been so angry and sent a howling letter to Ron.
Because that has violated the confidentiality law and is technically a crime.
So it’s not surprising that someone like Ian Russell slipped through the cracks.
I just didn't expect that this fish not only hid itself very cleverly, but also confidently believed in its own eyes.
"So, I said it right?" Ian asked with a smile.
He had been holding on to the secret for a year and a half, always worrying that a magician in robes would suddenly appear and give him a stick.
Now that he finally had the chance to speak out, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.
He waved his big hand.
"Including your facial masks and the strange passers-by now, magic is working, and you are the legendary magicians!"
Tver did not refute, but he did not confirm either.
"Why are you so sure there's magic in the mask?"
Ian immediately grinned and smiled wildly.
"Your facial mask has been thoroughly studied by the scientists under me, but no matter what, we can't detect anything strange inside."
“There’s no way to even verify the ingredients inside!”
"To be conceited, I've never seen a product like this, so it must not have been made using conventional methods."
"At least, the effect here cannot be produced by normal methods!"
This is indeed a problem. If Muggles are allowed to publicize this secret, it will inevitably attract the attention of wizards.
Tver gestured to Cynthia behind him, "Pay attention to this problem and then solve it."
Ian was pleased with Tver's actions.
In his opinion, the people on the other side were omnipotent magicians, but now, he had to respond because of his words.
He suddenly felt a sense of pride - this could be regarded as winning back a victory with the wisdom of an ordinary person.
Similarly, he also realized that the magician might also have flaws!
Sensing the eagerness to challenge in Ian's eyes, Tver raised his head slightly and looked at him with a haughty attitude.
"Aren't you afraid? If I tell you that the facial mask is simply effective, is this all just your imagination?"
"Or, this is all true," Tver's expression instantly darkened, "but we will deal with you completely?"
"So what?" Ian looked at Tver without fear.
"From the moment I saw the man wielding a wooden stick, I realized that you are arrogant towards us ordinary people because of your ability to use magic."
"Even if the magic was discovered, it was only a nonchalant erasure of memories."
"I don't care what you will do to me, or even say that I thought of the consequences when I came here."
"But I still came here just to tell you that you are not invulnerable."
"And sooner or later, we will see through all your secrets..."
His eyes circled back and forth between the three of Tver, and finally fell on the indifferent Tver.
He hammered the table hard, making a loud "bang" sound, and then said through gritted teeth:
"Then return this arrogance to you!"
If you are an ordinary person, you will never have such an idea.
But Ian is different.
He always remembered the contemptuous look in the robe man's eyes and his arrogance when he erased everyone's memory.
As a conceited man, yes, he admits to being conceited.
But he also had to admit the powerlessness and fear he felt at that time.
For this, he felt a little ashamed!
Therefore, he wanted to sharpen his sharp teeth and face the magicians in front of him——
Launch your own charge!
"I finally understand why you are so afraid of Muggle wisdom." Malvolio said with emotion as he looked at Ian with a fierce look on his face.
To be honest, even after following Tver for so many years, he still looked down on Muggles who couldn't do magic.
But now, he still looks down upon her, but has a little more admiration and fear.
"That's right." Cynthia nodded in rare agreement.
"And their courage to fight. Combining the two, I believe more and more that Muggles will have the power to overthrow wizards in the future."
Tver pointed his finger on the table as a matter of course.
"This is just one of them. I don't even dare to appear in front of those great scientists, for fear that they will use their wisdom to analyze all aspects of the magic world just by chatting."
"Then we will develop a bunch of scientific weapons in a targeted manner, arm a large number of Muggle soldiers, capture us all, and put us on the operating table to be dug up and studied."
In fact, it would be fine if it was just technological progress, but he didn't dare to bet on the humanity of Muggles.
The magical world is now like a powerful but closed feudal dynasty, while the Muggle world is a new society with weaker power but rapid technological advancement.
When Muggles have the strength to start a great voyage, the wizarding world can only pray——
Pray for their mercy!
But Ian on the side still maintained the posture of hammering the table. As time passed, his anger had long since disappeared, and now he was only confused.
No, he is angry. Why are these magicians chatting there so leisurely? !
"Correction, we like to call ourselves Wizardkind, not Magician."
Tver looked at him gently, not minding his anger just now.
On the contrary, Tver admired his will to resist.
"So, you admit that this is all magic?" At this moment, Ian said in disbelief.
"Don't you trust your eyes? We are wizards, the same wizards you saw a year and a half ago."
"But not quite the same."
Tver leaned on the back of his chair and spread his hands.
"Even as wizards, we don't like the arrogance of wizards, not only toward Muggles, but also toward Muggle-born wizards."
"Wait a minute, Muggles are what you call non-magical people? What do you mean by Muggle-born wizards? Can we ordinary people also have magic?"
Ian was keenly aware of this.
He also thought that magic relied on blood and was passed down from generation to generation, and wizards like them were another type of creature that was very different from ordinary people.
Like aliens.
But now, something seems different?
"Actually, wizards are mostly born among Muggles. Except for magic power, there is essentially no difference between you and me."
Tweel pointed at Malvolio's position, but he nimbly dodged it.
"Uh," Ian suddenly put away his fists in embarrassment, "I want to ask, can I also have magic?"
"..."
"Didn't you say that you would use the power of ordinary people to fight back against us?" Malvolio couldn't help but ask.
"But your boss said that there is no difference between us in essence, so why can't we be more friendly?" Ian replied confidently.
If they were aliens, of course they would fight to the death.
But if they are all human beings, then as a businessman, the first thing he thinks of is cooperation!
Just a year and a half ago, Harry and Ron drove Arthur Weasley's modified car without authorization because they could not pass Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
There were indeed many Muggles who saw the car at that time, otherwise Mrs. Weasley would not have been so angry and sent a howling letter to Ron.
Because that has violated the confidentiality law and is technically a crime.
So it’s not surprising that someone like Ian Russell slipped through the cracks.
I just didn't expect that this fish not only hid itself very cleverly, but also confidently believed in its own eyes.
"So, I said it right?" Ian asked with a smile.
He had been holding on to the secret for a year and a half, always worrying that a magician in robes would suddenly appear and give him a stick.
Now that he finally had the chance to speak out, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.
He waved his big hand.
"Including your facial masks and the strange passers-by now, magic is working, and you are the legendary magicians!"
Tver did not refute, but he did not confirm either.
"Why are you so sure there's magic in the mask?"
Ian immediately grinned and smiled wildly.
"Your facial mask has been thoroughly studied by the scientists under me, but no matter what, we can't detect anything strange inside."
“There’s no way to even verify the ingredients inside!”
"To be conceited, I've never seen a product like this, so it must not have been made using conventional methods."
"At least, the effect here cannot be produced by normal methods!"
This is indeed a problem. If Muggles are allowed to publicize this secret, it will inevitably attract the attention of wizards.
Tver gestured to Cynthia behind him, "Pay attention to this problem and then solve it."
Ian was pleased with Tver's actions.
In his opinion, the people on the other side were omnipotent magicians, but now, he had to respond because of his words.
He suddenly felt a sense of pride - this could be regarded as winning back a victory with the wisdom of an ordinary person.
Similarly, he also realized that the magician might also have flaws!
Sensing the eagerness to challenge in Ian's eyes, Tver raised his head slightly and looked at him with a haughty attitude.
"Aren't you afraid? If I tell you that the facial mask is simply effective, is this all just your imagination?"
"Or, this is all true," Tver's expression instantly darkened, "but we will deal with you completely?"
"So what?" Ian looked at Tver without fear.
"From the moment I saw the man wielding a wooden stick, I realized that you are arrogant towards us ordinary people because of your ability to use magic."
"Even if the magic was discovered, it was only a nonchalant erasure of memories."
"I don't care what you will do to me, or even say that I thought of the consequences when I came here."
"But I still came here just to tell you that you are not invulnerable."
"And sooner or later, we will see through all your secrets..."
His eyes circled back and forth between the three of Tver, and finally fell on the indifferent Tver.
He hammered the table hard, making a loud "bang" sound, and then said through gritted teeth:
"Then return this arrogance to you!"
If you are an ordinary person, you will never have such an idea.
But Ian is different.
He always remembered the contemptuous look in the robe man's eyes and his arrogance when he erased everyone's memory.
As a conceited man, yes, he admits to being conceited.
But he also had to admit the powerlessness and fear he felt at that time.
For this, he felt a little ashamed!
Therefore, he wanted to sharpen his sharp teeth and face the magicians in front of him——
Launch your own charge!
"I finally understand why you are so afraid of Muggle wisdom." Malvolio said with emotion as he looked at Ian with a fierce look on his face.
To be honest, even after following Tver for so many years, he still looked down on Muggles who couldn't do magic.
But now, he still looks down upon her, but has a little more admiration and fear.
"That's right." Cynthia nodded in rare agreement.
"And their courage to fight. Combining the two, I believe more and more that Muggles will have the power to overthrow wizards in the future."
Tver pointed his finger on the table as a matter of course.
"This is just one of them. I don't even dare to appear in front of those great scientists, for fear that they will use their wisdom to analyze all aspects of the magic world just by chatting."
"Then we will develop a bunch of scientific weapons in a targeted manner, arm a large number of Muggle soldiers, capture us all, and put us on the operating table to be dug up and studied."
In fact, it would be fine if it was just technological progress, but he didn't dare to bet on the humanity of Muggles.
The magical world is now like a powerful but closed feudal dynasty, while the Muggle world is a new society with weaker power but rapid technological advancement.
When Muggles have the strength to start a great voyage, the wizarding world can only pray——
Pray for their mercy!
But Ian on the side still maintained the posture of hammering the table. As time passed, his anger had long since disappeared, and now he was only confused.
No, he is angry. Why are these magicians chatting there so leisurely? !
"Correction, we like to call ourselves Wizardkind, not Magician."
Tver looked at him gently, not minding his anger just now.
On the contrary, Tver admired his will to resist.
"So, you admit that this is all magic?" At this moment, Ian said in disbelief.
"Don't you trust your eyes? We are wizards, the same wizards you saw a year and a half ago."
"But not quite the same."
Tver leaned on the back of his chair and spread his hands.
"Even as wizards, we don't like the arrogance of wizards, not only toward Muggles, but also toward Muggle-born wizards."
"Wait a minute, Muggles are what you call non-magical people? What do you mean by Muggle-born wizards? Can we ordinary people also have magic?"
Ian was keenly aware of this.
He also thought that magic relied on blood and was passed down from generation to generation, and wizards like them were another type of creature that was very different from ordinary people.
Like aliens.
But now, something seems different?
"Actually, wizards are mostly born among Muggles. Except for magic power, there is essentially no difference between you and me."
Tweel pointed at Malvolio's position, but he nimbly dodged it.
"Uh," Ian suddenly put away his fists in embarrassment, "I want to ask, can I also have magic?"
"..."
"Didn't you say that you would use the power of ordinary people to fight back against us?" Malvolio couldn't help but ask.
"But your boss said that there is no difference between us in essence, so why can't we be more friendly?" Ian replied confidently.
If they were aliens, of course they would fight to the death.
But if they are all human beings, then as a businessman, the first thing he thinks of is cooperation!
