Connor's Hogwarts

"Connor, the newspaper scolded you very harshly."

In the Magic Experiment Studio next to Connor's Armstrong Tower.

Connor was studying his magic as usual, and the experiment was not too urgent, so Connor was experimenting with magic in a relaxed way. He had regarded magic research as a pastime.

The 2b robot in a maid outfit stood beside him holding juice, and the cute little Angel sat next to Connor and watched him solemnly as he performed experiments.

What was said just now was said by Blanche, who was sitting on the other side reading the newspaper.

"Ha, not being jealous is mediocre. I don't care how those harpies arrange me. Anyway, I won't lose a single coin." Connor chuckled without raising his head: "The new version of Facebook is It just went on sale, and after a while they won’t have time to scold me.”

Blanche put down the newspaper and looked over calmly: "So Connor is very confident about this new product?"

"Of course, this is an epoch-making product! Of course, it's not yet considered a breakthrough. I have broken through several technical barriers recently. The next version of Facebook will make the world crazy."

Sensing the enthusiasm in Connor's words, Blanche tilted her head, not quite understanding: "What does Connor mean?"

Connor did not stop what he was doing and asked: "Blanche, what do you think of my version of Facebook?"

"It's very powerful, very convenient, and easy to use." Blanche said concisely.

Connor chuckled: "That's because there are too few people in our magical world. A Facebook with twenty contacts is enough to meet the needs of most people. You think it is very useful now, but in my eyes, Facebook is still too troublesome.”

"Blanche, look at this."

Connor waved his hand, and a copy of The Times floated into Blanche's hands.

Blanche took it in confusion. When did Connor still have the habit of reading Muggle newspapers? This seemed to be an old newspaper from a few months ago. A piece of news was framed with a stroke. Blanche read out the news:

"The WWW (World Wide Web) published on the Internet by Tim Berners-Lee, a Ph.D. in physics from our country, has achieved great success."

After Blanche finished reading, she looked at Connor: "Connor, is this...?"

"WWW, World Wide Web, Blanche, this is a new power that the Muggles are about to master and can change the world. While we wizards are still tinkering with potions and obsessed with laser shooting, the Muggles are already preparing to take over the world. bingo."

". Blanche doesn't understand."

Connor said with a smile: "Blanqi, do you know about the Internet?"

Blanche shook her head, she was just a 13-year-old girl with some talent, how could she know these ghost things.

"You can understand it as. This is a network that connects the entire world. It is a "network" used to exchange information. People can upload information to this network, store information, and also transmit information through the network. , download information”

"As long as they are connected to the Internet, even two people on both sides of the Atlantic can communicate instantly."

"But... can't wizards do this too? Just like your Facebook, Connor."

Connor whistled: "That's because of me, there is such a thing as Facebook. Without me, wizards would have to rely on owls to deliver messages if they wanted to talk to the Americans across the Atlantic."

"So, the Internet isn't that big of a deal, right?" Blanche tilted her head, not quite understanding.

"No, no, no, Blanche, you haven't seen the real power hidden in this. The power of information. Information is not as simple as words and conversations. What we can see and hear can be touched." It’s useless... everything in this world is actually a kind of [information].”

"The future will belong to the era of information, Blanche." Connor raised his head and looked at his confused little cousin, and smiled:

"Human beings have their limits, and a person's power is minimal, but there are indeed differences between individuals. The gap between the strong and the weak can be very, very large."

"We can one-sidedly believe that the more information a person has, the stronger he will be. For example, knowledge is a kind of information. The more knowledge a person has, the stronger the individual will become. This statement is not true. Something's wrong."

Blanche thought for a moment and nodded, as if this was indeed the case.

Connor spread his hands: "Since information is very important, then the importance of the Internet, which can completely change the way information is disseminated, is self-evident."

Blanche was stunned, as if it was the same reason: "So, Connor, what do you mean?"

Connor showed an ambitious smile and opened his hands: "So I also want to build an [Internet] that belongs to us wizards. Facebook is just my first step. In the future I envision, wizards are not just You can call freely through Facebook”

"For example, Blanche, do you know why you can't use magic freely?"

"Because Blanche has no talent for casting spells."

"No, no, no, okay, actually it is, but, isn't it because you are unable to cast spells because your bloodline lacks this [information] about spell casting?"

Blanche was stunned again, and then heard Connor say again:

"If I [upload] the information you lack to the magic network I established, and then you [download] this magic information in some way, will you be able to cast spells freely?"

Blanche's pupils shrank sharply, and she said with a little trembling: "Connor...can this really be done?"

Connor shrugged and said with a smile: "Of course, this is just an idea of ​​mine at the moment. I don't know if it can be successful now. Even if it can be done, I don't know how many years it will be."

"My short-term goal is to build a simple network where wizards can communicate freely. By then, Facebook won't have to go through the trouble of exchanging lenses. In fact, if I want to achieve this level, I can almost succeed. Yes, the knowledge inheritance I received from Ravenclaw is enough for me to do this."

Blanche was still immersed in shock and couldn't extricate herself. In fact, the "squib" had always been a knot in her heart. Although she could cast simple spells, she was always different from the wizards.

She has always felt that she is far away from Connor's world. Although she has been trying hard to get closer, she also knows clearly that the gap between wizards and squibs cannot be crossed so easily.

But in the future that Connor described, maybe it really is possible.

"Haha, Blanche, come and try this thing for me~"

Suddenly, Blanche saw Connor throwing something towards her. She hurriedly took it and took a closer look, but it was a pen? pen?

Blanche tilted her head, her big eyes full of doubts.