The news that the wizard was going to be interviewed had already made the headlines of newspapers, and the TV had even played the preview on loop two days in advance. At the scheduled time, countless people waited in front of the TV for the live show to begin.

The three guests sat down in turn. Slughorn sat alone in a large chair, wearing a gorgeous emerald green wizard robe. Mr. Weasley and Hermione were next to him. The former wore a gray-brown suit and his sparse red hair stuck to his forehead. The latter looked like a student who had just come out of the middle school next door and rushed here without stopping. Her body movements revealed a hint of restraint.

The host who took on the task of interviewing today sat diagonally opposite the curved table. He looked capable and energetic. He kept using gestures to make the final communication with the audience. The audience in the audience whispered and looked at the three people curiously. These audiences were carefully selected from thousands of applicants and proved to have no extreme thoughts through tests.

After the usual 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 workers, and students. What thoughts will their thoughts bring to the audience? Let's start with Mr. Slughorn..."

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

"Potions." Slughorn said. He briefly introduced the basic concepts of potions, which was very easy for him with decades of teaching experience. The conversation unfolded in a pleasant atmosphere. Except for the names that popped up from time to time, which made people a little confused, the audience listened with relish. Slughorn talked freely and casually introduced the names of some simple potions, such as potions for treating boils, cold potions, joy potions, and vitality tonics. Then, at the request of the audience, he mentioned several more complicated potions.

"Potions that bring luck, bone-growing potions that grow bones overnight, Buffy's mind-awakening potions that make people think clearly, beauty potions that make people beautiful..." The host said absentmindedly, but his professionalism quickly brought him back to his senses. "Well, I think everyone has a question in mind now, can these potions be mass-produced?"

"I'm afraid not," Slughorn frowned slightly, "Many potions require the participation of magic power. This is also true for taking potions."

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

"But - ahem, my student, Severus Snape," Slughorn said, "he was appointed by the Ministry of Magic to be responsible for the simplification of potions, with the aim of allowing some potions to be used on non-wizards. I heard that Future World Company did some homework in advance, but this kind of thing must be handed over to professionals..."

He talked freely, trying to guide the conversation into an area he was familiar with.

"…The effect may be slightly compromised, but it still retains the most magical properties. Severus has this ability. He recently won the Order of Merlin, First Class. Do you know what the Order of Merlin is? Only the best wizards will be awarded this honor. I have had the honor of teaching several of them." He muttered a few names proudly, looking at the host eagerly, as if waiting for him to ask who they were. After a long while, he continued.

"Of course, I will also provide guidance, limited to theoretical and directional discussions - after all, time is not forgiving, I am over a hundred years old, and my energy cannot keep up with young people."

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

"You've lived over a hundred years old?" the host asked in surprise, "You can't tell at all."

"I usually pay more attention to maintenance." Slughorn said, "I have a lot of secrets in this regard. Even Dumbledore has asked me for advice..." He sighed, "Living too long has this disadvantage. You will get to know fewer and fewer people. It's a common problem for the elderly."

"I'm sorry - I want to know, do wizards generally live longer? It is said that Mr. Dumbledore was over 110 years old before his death..."

"One hundred and sixteen years old," Slughorn corrected, "Wizards with high skills like him usually live longer, and I suspect that with him and Nick cough cough -" He coughed violently, "I mean - I suspect he was seriously injured when he fought against the two dark demons, otherwise he might have lived to 200 years. Just like Felix, he is destined to live a particularly long life, which is a lucky thing, whether it is for wizards or ordinary people."

Slughorn took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face.

He almost blurted out Nick Flamel's name just now. The secret of the Philosopher's Stone is a legend even in the wizarding world. Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that Felix Hepp had inherited all of Nick Flamel's knowledge of alchemy. Even if he started from scratch, with his talent, he would have the hope of creating a new Philosopher's Stone before his life ran out, not to mention that he was now a top alchemist - Felix himself didn't care much about this title.

"Are you talking about Mr. Felix Hepp?"

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

The host was keenly aware that there was a secret to be dug out, but he was warned when he came. Today's interviewee was not a third-rate star, and he was not looking for gossip, so he decisively interrupted the topic and turned to look at Mr. Weasley.

"We know that Mr. Weasley had participated in the cabinet meeting before. As Minister Bones' deputy, do you have anything to share with us?"

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

Merlin, two years ago he was working in a department with only two people and no one cared about him. He had to deal with teapots that could bite people, posters that could speak suddenly and scare people, packaging bags and clay statues that had flowed into the Muggle society. However, with the rise of Ms. Bones, the status of his department has been significantly improved. This time, he participated in the negotiations as an expert because of his experience in drafting laws.

"Well... I have to say that those things called technology really opened my eyes. Yes, I have to say it opened my eyes." Mr. Weasley said seriously. "It's so delicate and mysterious. I'm not sure about the principle of the card machine yet. It's hard to imagine that some plastic sheets and metals combined can have such magical functions..."

The host had to remind him. "I think it may be because of the use of computers."

"Computer?" Mr. Weasley blinked, "Is there someone who can count hidden in it?"

"Oh, no, it's not," the host laughed and repeated the pronunciation. "It is a device. Some people say that computers are the greatest invention of this century. Although they can also be used for arithmetic, we have the ability to make them perform more complex operations, such as controlling machine tools, and using them in personal computers and mobile phones..."

Mr. Weasley listened with a smile, and when the host finished speaking, he said frankly: "It's amazing. I have only come into contact with mobile phones. One of your ministers 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 and answering questions. At first, Mr. Weasley was worried that he would say something wrong, but he found that the questions were all about trivial matters, and he gradually became talkative. But little did he know that he thought ordinary things were exactly what ordinary viewers were interested in. The ratings continued to increase.

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

"Many viewers who watch TV programs called the hotline, and our recorder selected some messages from them. Mr. Weasley, are you willing to answer a few questions?" Mr. Weasley said cautiously: "I think I can. But-" "Great." The host picked and chose, holding a card and asked: "Mr. Duncan who lives in Surrey asked why wizard life seems so primitive?"

The host cleared his throat, "I think this audience is referring to the fact that wizards still use owls to send letters and parcels-speaking of which, this is indeed surprising. Have wizards ever thought about introducing advanced technological products, such as mobile phones?"

"That's the general public's view," Mr. Weasley said seriously. "Wizards' lives are not primitive. They are just two different attitudes to life. We do use owls to send letters and packages, but we also communicate information through other means, such as the Floo Network, Apparition, Knight Bus, etc. In addition, in recent years, there have been items similar to mobile phones, called voice mirrors."

Thanks to the fact that Hogwarts students are still writing letters to Muggle newspapers tirelessly, both sides understand each other tacitly; plus the government spokesman will occasionally disclose some wizard information, so that the audience can roughly understand what Mr. Weasley said. Many people are impressed by the Knight Bus that travels across the country and automatically avoids all obstacles wherever it goes. They hope to experience it for themselves, but some people are skeptical and believe that a vehicle that can jump dozens of kilometers at a time like a toad does not exist.

"Voice mirror," the host repeated in astonishment, "Are you saying that this thing has the same function as a mobile phone?"

Mr. Weasley nodded.

"My two sons, Fred and George, invented it. It's really convenient to use."

"Uh, your two sons? Their names are--" the host frowned, "Fred and--"

"George," Mr. Weasley said 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?"

"They just turned 19 three months ago," Mr. Weasley puffed out his chest proudly, "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 this happening in reality. I wonder if everyone is looking forward to seeing the real thing... Let's listen to the next viewer's message: Mrs. Beverly asked, why does magic seem to be omnipotent, but wizards have the same troubles as ordinary people?"

Mr. Weasley said seriously:

"Magic is not omnipotent. We also need a long period of study to master specific spells. From what I have observed and understood so far, the lives of wizards and Muggles are similar - except for magic. We all need to study and work, have families and friends, and worry about money and various trivial matters in life. There is no essential difference." He emphasized again at the end, "Except for magic."

"...Our audience has another question, that is the confidentiality law that you have repeatedly mentioned. What is its status? Is it similar to the constitution of a country? If so, doesn't it mean that wizards all over the world share a set of constitutions?"

"I don't know how the constitution is defined, but I know about the confidentiality law. Rather than restricting wizards, it is better to restrict magic from appearing in the public eye. We have a special department, the Office of Prohibition of Abuse of Magic..."

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

"Ms. Granger, I read your name in the newspaper. Are you still a student?"

"Yes, I am still in my last year of graduation." Hermione said a little stiffly.

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

"I, uh," Hermione shook her head, "I'm not the best. I think it may have something to do with my expertise in the history of magic - that is, wizard history - 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 the reality of magic? I mean, ordinary people might think they were liars?"

Hermione pursed her lips and smiled, as if she had thought of something interesting.

"I did think so, but some strange things happened when I was a child. I remember it very clearly, so I sent a letter to the school, but it was later proven that it was unnecessary. The professors in the school would take the initiative to visit the young wizards from non-wizard families."

"Did the professor convince your parents?"

"He convinced me." Hermione corrected.

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

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

Hermione stretched out her hand, and the cup on the table immediately turned into a palm-sized beaver. She didn't even use a wand. There might be no one in the world who knew the structure of this creature better than her. Even wizards would not spend half an hour a week turning into beavers.

Everyone stared at the agile and clever creature on the table without blinking, trying to tell if it was a trick. The host stretched out a hand, but the beaver dodged flexibly. It turned into a cup again.

The host raised the cup and looked at it carefully, imagining that it could run and move. Everyone moved their eyes along with his arm movements.

"This should be one of the subjects, called Transfiguration, Transfiguration--"

"Transfiguration."

"Yes, in addition to Transfiguration, are there any other subjects?"

"Charms, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, History of Magic, Ancient Runes, Care of Magical Creatures..."

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

"An entry-level ancient rune magic."

...

The topic became more specific. The host was very good at dancing and kept asking various questions. He gradually discovered the differences between the three people. Slughorn liked to talk about social relationships. The audience could weave a huge network in their minds based on his words, like a naturalist; but the old man also had a problem of bragging.

Mr. Weasley was familiar with the Ministry of Magic, but he was more willing to talk about topics that were not dangerous, such as family and friends; the host understood his concerns and deliberately guided him in this direction, and the two had a good chat.

Hermione Granger, a student, surprised the host the most. When talking about wizard history, she spoke for ten minutes in one breath, and seemed to have anticipated that few people present might be good at historical years, so she kindly supplemented her speech with the history of Britain in the same period.

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 to talk about it. The host privately felt that as information about wizards continued to be disclosed, people with a slightly normal mind would have doubts about that period of history:

How many wizards were really burned to death in history? This ratio might make many people despair, and the collective silence of domestic religious groups might be related to this.

"Miss Granger, what do you think of wizards being exposed to the world? As someone who knows both sides, which side do you personally lean towards?"

"I agree to solve the problem through negotiation and coexist peacefully." Hermione said evasively.

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

"Wizards have their own laws, which have worked well before." Hermione emphasized, "Now that new laws have not appeared, the old laws need to continue. And new laws are not made from the standpoint of one party. They must be convinced and recognized by both parties. There was a professor who taught me in the third year. He said, well, the meaning of the existence of laws is to use limited words to explain our expectations of this society."

Hermione said carefully:

"In my opinion, the law cannot fully calculate human behavior. There will always be 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, conflict or peace? If we can't figure it out, it's useless even if we draft a thousand or ten thousand laws."

"This is a collision of two concepts."

Hermione finished speaking heartily. This is her truest thought, and now she finally said it in one breath. There was total silence. She subconsciously looked at the audience's reaction. Suddenly, her eyes widened and her heart almost jumped out of her throat - there was a familiar face sitting in the crowd.

It was Professor Hep! He was wearing a bright blue suit and his straight striped trousers were folded together. He was clapping with a smile on his face, as if saying "well done."

She looked around quietly. No one in the audience noticed anything unusual. Instead, they seemed to be infected and started clapping. The host asked another question, but she didn't pay any attention to it.

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

Hermione quickly retracted her gaze and apologized in a low voice: "Sorry, didn't I hear you clearly?"

The audience laughed softly.

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

Hermione seemed a little embarrassed about her panic just now, but her heart was surprisingly calm. She stroked her hair subconsciously, and after a few seconds she answered seriously:

"...Yes, I think this is inevitable. There were several periods in history when ordinary people and wizards lived together, so we are not creating history, but taking a section from many years to inherit. The question is, whether we choose suffering or a more promising path, although both are full of thorns. My companions and I are ready..." Felix was in a

trance. I don't know how many people can realize that the elderly always cherish the past, and the young will fantasize about the future, because the young themselves represent the future. Magic is a power that reaches the heart directly. In this magnificent era, how many wizards will stand out?

He seemed to see the curtain slowly opening, and it was not a drama of one person.