I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 310 There is no absolute fairness, only relative fairness

"Um...Mr. Granger, please calm down first and say what you have to say."

Before Hermione could react, Ian started to persuade her somewhat guiltily that this had nothing to do with strength, it was purely a matter of status asymmetry.

I sneaked home with my girlfriend and found my prospective father-in-law blocking the living room with a pistol. Anyone who encountered this situation would probably give in.

"Dad, are you crazy?" Hermione's eyes widened as well, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

In her impression, her father always looked like someone who was easy to bully, and it was hard to imagine that such a person would hide a pistol.

At this point, Mrs. Granger walked over to her husband.

"Put it away quickly, you're scaring the children." She had long known about her husband's getting a gun license and agreed with it.

You can leave it alone for more than ten years, but you can't live without it, because sometimes this thing is the most effective way to protect your family.

……

After a brief exchange, the Grangers also learned the cause and effect of the incident. Hermione's return this time was regarded as going home early for Christmas.

"So, you can leave that school now?" Mr. Granger looked at Ian with bright eyes.

Hearing this, before Ian could say anything, Hermione couldn't stand it anymore and said neatly: "It's impossible, we have no privileges, today is just an exception!"

There is no better way to know a father than a daughter. As a daughter, she knew very well what her father wanted to say. He just wanted her to go home every day and change her residence from school to day school.

When she didn't receive the letter from Hogwarts and was preparing to enter middle school, she had argued with her father many times over this issue, but she didn't expect that he still hadn't forgotten it.

"Okay, daddy is just worried about you, afraid that you will be bullied in school."

Mrs. Granger pulled Hermione over and asked her daughter to sit next to her so that she could have a good look at this magical snowflake.

While several people were chatting, the previous news was broadcast on the TV.

"Huh?" Ian looked intently and saw a BBC reporter standing on a huge construction site. Various construction machines were working non-stop behind him. Even if the roar of the machines was weakened, it could still be heard through the TV. outgoing.

"It's this ecological park again. The Prime Minister is absolutely crazy. Recently, three places in Britain have started to build this kind of ecological park."

After seeing the news, Mr. Granger started to give advice and talk as if he was in stress mode:

"It's an investment of 40 billion pounds, and it's still the first phase of the project. These politicians are using the money like waste paper, and the House of Commons is silent. They don't care about next year's election at all."

Unlike Mr. Granger, after Ian saw the news, he already knew that the Muggle leaders and wizards had reached a consensus.

Perhaps these politicians will lose most of their rights, but at least they will be able to save their wealth and life. No one can calmly consider the pros and cons in the face of life and death.

The news was reported quickly, but Mr. Granger seemed to still have some unfinished business.

"Uncle Granger, if you don't mind, could you tell me in detail what is going on?"

Ian was also a little curious as to what excuse the Muggle higher-ups used to establish the survival zone.

Similarly, Hermione also glanced at the TV thoughtfully at this moment, and she thought of the subspace settlement plan that Ian had mentioned before.

Now it seems that an agreement has been reached between wizards and Muggles, which makes her very happy. After all, with the collective efforts, many innocent people will be protected.

When Mr. Granger heard that Ian was interested in this, he immediately became energetic. He was almost dozing off and gave him a pillow, which just satisfied his desire to talk and began to introduce it eloquently. Fifteen minutes later, Mr. Granger, who was a little thirsty, picked up the water glass on the coffee table and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, Ian also understood the whole story. The excuse was ridiculous, but reasonable.

A Muggle expedition discovered an ancient virus that had been frozen for tens of thousands of years in Antarctica. However, after testing, it was found that it has considerable benefits for human medicine, such as the regeneration of severed limbs and immune activation.

However, the number of viruses is extremely rare. In order to benefit all mankind, the United Nations took the lead and each country received a virus sample and then established its own ecosystem to simulate the virus environment and allow it to reproduce.

Ian finally understood Mr. Granger's anger.

This is ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!It's just cultivating viruses. That's the work of the laboratory, not breeding titans. As for building an ecosystem with large-scale construction projects?

But there is no other way. In a short period of time, we can only come up with this result to perfunctory the people. You must know that this is not the behavior of one country, but the whole world. If there is no unified caliber, it really cannot be concealed.

Fortunately, different authoritative organizations have come forward to collectively endorse it. There are even rumors that the Nobel Prize in Medicine next year will be awarded to ancient virus researchers.

There are various versions of the news. Anyway, the main theme is that a group of 1% people join forces to play with the 99% of people.

The chat continued until 11 o'clock in the evening. After Hermione's repeated urging, Mr. Granger reluctantly ended the conversation, and everyone dispersed and went back to their respective rooms.

"Huh?" Feeling the soft touch coming from under the table, Ian looked up at Hermione and found that he and Hermione were making a mouth shape to him.

Understanding in his heart, Ian nodded towards Hermione.

……

On the third floor, the girl's room.

As soon as she entered the door, Hermione couldn't wait to ask: "Muggles and wizards have joined forces. Is this what Professor Dumbledore wrote to you just now?"

"That's not the case. What Professor Dumbledore said is more complicated." Ian took off his shoes and sat on the bed in a familiar manner.

"more complicated?"

"But one thing you can rest assured is that it won't affect us."

Seeing Hermione's still confused eyes, Ian could only find an excuse to change the subject. After all, there were some things that there was really no need to tell Hermione.

"I brought the modified RV." Ian patted the dragon skin pocket on his waist.

"Tomorrow is the Christmas holiday. Call your parents and let's go in together to get familiar with the environment. I have to tell them something late."

"Yes, you have to find out sooner or later, and how long can you hide it..." Hermione made a pun.

Hearing this, he instantly understood that Hermione still had resentment in her heart, complaining for the people who were still kept in the dark.

"Hermione, this is not a secret, it's for stability. Only with the existence of order can problems be solved more efficiently. Leave the rest to the future, okay?" Ian explained calmly.

He doesn't want to be fair, but there is no absolute fairness in the world. However, one thing is worth looking forward to. In the future, wizards will dominate the world.

At that time, he will bring Dumbledore along to promote equality and fairness in the Muggle world. Even if Grindelwald and Voldemort join forces, he will have the confidence to fight and achieve a relatively fair Muggle world.

As for the world of wizards, he really has no choice. No matter how he beautifies it, after all, the essence of extraordinary is that strength is respected and the weak eat the strong.

(End of this chapter)