My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 462 Welcome to Tomorrow
"Yes, just put it there. Make sure the sunlight is transparent, sir. At twelve noon on Saturday, I need to let the sunlight coming in from the gate hit the stage set squarely," Nelson stood in the lobby of the main venue of the Wizarding World Expo, dancing and telling the wizard in charge of the final adjustments about the set he needed, "Look, if there is a door here, I hope the sun can shine through the door."

"But there's no door there..."

"is it?"

"Yes, Master Wertling."

"Gnar is undoubtedly a person who can adapt to the environment," Tom looked at Nelson's back, and couldn't help thinking, "If I hadn't seen the silver falcon, I would even have thought his Patronus would be a chameleon, after all, just now In France, he starts to look like a cocky Gallic chicken."

"My lord, I don't understand the trail you drew here. Will the audience go directly to the stage?"

"Good question," Nelson nodded, and said, "There will be some small games to enliven the atmosphere. They are very important, so you need to pay attention."

"I see, my lord."

"It's so cool, Tom, this feeling is really great!" Nelson walked to Tom and said in a low voice, his dancing eyebrows revealed the joy in his heart at the moment, and he even raised his hands above his head and kneaded He waved his fist vigorously, "Why do people have to work? It's so cool to stand here and shout, I can overturn all the original plans, and I can ask them to change the first draft the day before the deadline, I finally understand Why do some supervisors or editors become more and more perverted? This is not their problem, but because this feeling is too...exciting!"

After that, he turned around and shouted viciously at a wizard who came with a blueprint: "Didn't I make it clear? I need a sense of grandeur. Do you know what grandeur is? Merlin and his Forget the twelve followers who lead the villagers to fight with weapons in the next village, go and see the Ramayana, go and see the Iliad! If you can read Chinese, go and see Journey to the West, I want that kind of magnificent To feel, to be big, to be shocking!"

"Uh, Lord Wertning... I just want to ask, is there enough lighting on the stage, is it really necessary to bring in natural light? That may require a relatively large change to the overall building." The wizard pushed Pushing his glasses, he continued, "And the weather—"

"You just need to adjust the scenery inside. As for the light, that's not something you need to worry about." Nelson waved his hand, signaling him to do his own thing, and then turned to look at Tom, "You understand now, When I was working in Krakow, they asked me everything, I had to do everything myself, and I bought so many books and put them in the library in Nurmengard. , now is a good time."

"Master Wertling," Tom looked into Nelson's eyes with pity, patted his shoulder vigorously, shook his head, and sighed softly, "You are really very sick..."

"You're too young, Tom." Nelson raised his eyebrows and said happily, "Party A has the supreme power. This is the oracle set by the god of contract at the beginning of the world."

Tom poked Nelson's forehead with the back of his hand worriedly, for fear that his brain would be burnt out because of acclimatization. He remembered the deeds he had heard about Lord Wertling's dedication when he visited the Central, and his mind was full of dragon slaying The story of the one who eventually becomes a dragon.

"My lord!" A wizard ran in from the door in a hurry. When he saw Nelson, his eyes lit up, and he rushed to Nelson like a whirlwind, and said out of breath, "There is a situation!"

"What's the matter? You speak slowly."

The wizard glanced at Tom, leaned closer to Nelson, whispered in his ear for a while, then saluted and left.

"What's the matter?" After the wizard left, Tom asked curiously, "It's so mysterious, of course, if it's inconvenient, don't say it."

"It's nothing." Nelson shrugged and said, "The first exhibitor from the UK has arrived, but his luck is a bit bad. He was robbed as soon as he arrived in Paris."

"Robbed?" Tom was a little surprised. "Is it in Paris? Is the French Ministry of Magic so empty?"

"I don't blame them. After all, the robbers are quite powerful. Fortunately, there is not much loss of people and goods. Because the people from the Ministry have not arrived yet, they think of me as an Englishman." Nelson showed a gloating expression, "Speaking of which, you are still a loyal user of this unlucky guy, Mr. Potter. It is said that he is planning to display new products here. Shall we go and have a look?"

"Let's go." When Tom heard this, he suddenly became interested.

The two quickly left and went to the scene of the accident. When they passed by the entrance of the Muggle World Expo, a big guy surrounded by shouts and curses attracted Nelson's attention. He smelled the heavy diesel smell around him and showed a surprised expression.

"What's that?" Tom noticed Nelson's gaze, looked at the big guy who was digging the soil, and looked away after a short while, and said disdainfully, "A piece of soil is just a matter of a floating spell."

"But those are Muggles, Tom," said Nelson. "They don't have magic, they only have shovels."

"That's exhausting."

"Technology is innocent." Hearing the yelling and cursing around him, Nelson shook his head, waved his magic wand at a corner where the crowd didn't pay attention, and a white light stuck to the ground and hid in its tracks. He and Tom left here quickly .

……

As the opening day of the World Expo draws closer, more and more people gather in Paris, not only Muggles from all over the world, but also wizards speaking various languages, they gather in this small city In the process, the originally spacious streets were squeezed into narrow and congested like narrow paths.The French Ministry of Magic finally had a long memory, and scattered those fireplaces along with the fireplaces from all over the world to various places in the hidden place, and the traffic situation improved a lot in an instant.

The number of wizards is already very large, but throwing them in the city of Paris only caused an imperceptible splash.

Similarly, a large number of goods for display are also settled in warehouses on the outskirts of the city. These goods have caused the French Muggle government to be in a state of distress, because no matter how many new warehouses they open, they will always find their quantity when the final goods enter the customs And the lack of capacity, this situation did not improve until the officials of the French Ministry of Magic received a complaint from the Muggle president, and wizard businessmen from all over the world reluctantly gave up the warehouse they secretly occupied , and put them in the Gringotts vault leased by the French Ministry of Magic in the hidden place. Compared with the dazzling array of Muggle goods, wizards' exhibits are undoubtedly much less, and the categories are also lacking, except for a few exhibitors Well, most of the things that the wizards took out were old things from centuries ago, and it would not be an exaggeration to call them antiques.

The exhibits of Muggles are much richer. Even from the perspective of the future, those products with rough workmanship and simple structure still have a lot of room for development, but in this era, they are shocking enough. .

In the past few years, almost all the world has suffered from the baptism of war. Even though most people are still immersed in the grief brought by the war, they still have to look forward to life. War can squeeze out the intelligence of scientists, making The iteration speed of the War Machine competition can be calculated in months, and when people usher in the precious peace and face the challenge of rebuilding civilization on the ruins, these killing technologies will also be applied in life.

An engineering vehicle parked at the entrance of the Muggle World Expo is the best example. It has heavy armor and tracks that can adapt to various terrains. The upper body has a mechanical arm that can rotate freely and move flexibly. It can undertake various tasks in engineering, and the strong power brought by hydraulic pressure also enables it to easily overcome many problems that have caused great troubles to people before. This is a new work of the French Poclain factory. If Covering the upper half for tourists to watch, presumably most people will think of the steel monsters that kill on the battlefield-tanks, but to put it bluntly, this is an excavator.

The creator of the excavator also generously admitted that this is what he made after fusing some weapon technologies, which also made them express their strong resistance to this construction machine at the beginning. No one wants to see it on the peaceful street. Seeing these horrible things, not only some people criticized them with voice and words, but also some extreme opponents tried to damage or even destroy it. The strange thing is that no matter how badly it was damaged and defaced the first day, when the sunshine in the second morning When it shines on its robotic arm, it still shines like new.

At first, people's resistance to it was extremely strong, but as it continued to work on the construction site of the World Expo every day, showing a work efficiency far exceeding that of a team of workers, people's opposition was also gradually reduced in the day-to-day observation. Many, they watched a ruin being reclaimed into flat land for construction, they watched a small machine turn the wasteland into a park where they could rest under the control of one person, and if they want to If people build it by hand, such a large project will take at least half a year.

This magical scene aroused the slightest bit of opposition from many opponents. Finally, on Thursday, when the daily shouts and curses appeared, some people in the crowd began to refute the meaning of their curses. Those stones and soil thrown at the excavator The block was stopped, and some people even unfurled slogans encouraging technological development. Some wizards who passed by were attracted by the crowd's debate, and began to understand the rapid changes of Muggles in these years.

When the sun rose on Friday, the scars and stains on the machinery did not disappear. On this morning, the repair magic set by Nelson failed, but the excavator did not need this kind of help. Putting on its thick mechanical arm, he carefully wiped off the disgusting sludge with his sleeve, and the slogan "Technology Innocence" was also raised in front of the crowd, and those dazzling scars became its medal.

A few days before the opening of the exhibition, tourists wandered around Paris in their free time. The three young men who were subdued by Tom that day seemed to be important figures in France. Although the French Ministry of Magic did not find them in the end, but They also expressed their emphasis on security incidents. Those wizards who were held back by the invalid Muggle expulsion spell were liberated and participated in the maintenance of the city's security, which made the Muggles and wizards at the entrance of the hiding place go Chatting together happened in various places in the city. Of course, "Looking for Pythia" has also become a popular attraction.

On Friday night, when the driver of the excavator left the car as usual and was about to go home for a rest, a middle-aged man with red hair and bald head in medieval costume quickly approached him. He rubbed his hands and said curiously to the driver , "Sir, can I try to play with this big guy?"

The driver couldn't make a decision, so he looked at the engineer next to him. The gentle gentleman smiled and said to the bald man, "Sir, may I ask you..."

"My name is Weasley." Dorian Weasley said immediately. The people sent by the British Ministry of Magic had arrived in Paris the day before. Instead, he went to various places where Muggles lived, and some people with him had already started discussing how to kick him out of the ranks of the "28 pure-blood families".

"Okay, Mr. Weasley," said the engineer with a smile. He was no stranger to Dorian's attire. Among so many tourists in Paris with strange costumes, Dorian was considered relatively normal. "This is not a toy. This is an engineering vehicle, used for construction and used to bring everyone a better tomorrow."

"Sorry." Dorian apologized sincerely.

"Is there any oil left?" The engineer looked at the driver, and after getting an affirmative answer, he turned his head and said to Dorian with a smile, "If you want to experience it, my answer is of course, after all, after tomorrow's launch My job is for people to experience it, and since you are so curious about it, I would like to let you experience it in advance."

Hearing his words, the onlookers who were still lingering here couldn't hold back their curiosity, and they introduced themselves one after another. A middle-aged man with only one arm pushed through the crowd, and many people recognized him. He was the first person in the first few days The person who cursed the most fiercely, but he suddenly lost his voice in the past two days, he said in a rough voice: "I am a tanker of the Allied forces, I apologize for my previous remarks, it is completely different from tanks, and even those tanks can be repaired The trauma it brings, if I can... I can help you see if there is any problem with its dynamics."

"That's really an honor." The engineer gave up his seat, "Everyone can come one by one, but the fuel is running out. Those who haven't experienced it can come back to drive after the opening tomorrow."

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The cloudy skies on Saturday morning didn't look like a good omen, but that didn't dampen the spirits of visitors, who gathered at several entrances in anticipation of the opening of the Expo.

In the hidden place, the wizards were also crowded and shoulder-to-shoulder. The regular hexagonal modules on the two huge walls at the entrance of the Expo Park were opened one after another, and silver mayflies flew out of their nests and stopped in front of every visitor. .

On the bright and clean street, two empty castle-like multi-storey trains are running back and forth, stopping every few minutes for tourists to get on and off. There are many eye-catching buildings on both sides of the street, and the participants can't wait I want to go in and visit.

The Minister of the French Ministry of Magic stood in front of the crowd. It was the first time he saw so many wizards, and some prominent figures also stood in the crowd. He was a little nervous, took a deep breath, and recalled his meticulously crafted speech.

"Welcome to tomorrow."

The red eyes of the mayflies are flashing, expressing the welcome from tomorrow to the tourists.

(End of this chapter)