Connor's Hogwarts

"Hogwarts Magic Pattern Laboratory released the scroll magic model, causing a major earthquake in the magic research world"

"The Ministry of Magic publicly awarded all members of the Hogwarts Pattern Laboratory the Order of Merlin, Third Class"

"Members of the Wizards Association said: Scroll magic may lead to a new era of magic"

"The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin?" The third-year student who deciphered the magic of the scroll is a genius or does he have a hidden secret? 》

"The shady story of the magic research world, the corruption of the Ministry of Magic, the academic circle corrupted by Jin Gallon..."

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"Hey, Bob, your eldest son is making headlines again!"

In Hogsmeade Village, the branch of Lake Experience Store, everyone in the store was holding a copy of the Daily Prophet. Everywhere was noisy and full of joy.

Today's newspapers, no matter how big or small, are reporting the news that Connor Lake, the eldest son of the Lake family, won the third-class Order of Merlin.

If they didn't believe that the Daily Prophet would not report outrageous fake news, everyone would have thought this was an April Fool's Day program.

After all, a little wizard who is in the third grade has won the Order of Merlin, which most people would never dare to imagine... It is indeed a bit magical.

Bob licked his wine glass and smiled honestly: "Everyone knows Master Connor's strength. Winning the Merlin Medal is not too much..."

"Hahaha! It's true that it's not too much to say... Didn't you read carefully? It was written in the newspaper... [The collective winners of the Merlin Medal this time are: Filius Flitwick, Settima Victor, Bastida Barbling and Connor Lake], it’s clear how the young master of the Lake family got this medal!”

"I understand, I understand! What else don't you understand? Let me see, this Merlin Medal is only worth tens of thousands of gold galleons~"

"Hey! This brother is a sensible person and tells the truth. I love him."

"Huh? No one really thinks that the young master bought this medal, right? No way, no?"

"Gan! Do you gamers just hang out at the sour old Lake's house every day? The Lake's family eats your family's rice? If there is no Lake's house, how can you play your horse's monster cards?"

"Hey! You taste it, you taste it carefully. This big brother is still a guard. How can he still wash it? Just this?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Master Connor, you will always be awesome! Congratulations to the young master for winning, cheers!"

"cheers!"

"..."

I don’t know since when, the customers who frequented the Lake Experience Store branch guarded by Old Bob began to stop talking...

Looking at the blind fools in the store who had learned a little bit from him in some weird ways, Bob maintained a hearty smile on his face, but his thoughts began to wander...

Why does this happen? We were obviously all good comrades in the beginning, so why are we all starting to act like strangers now? Why?

Forget it, never mind, people who talk in weird ways are more or less suffering from cerebral palsy, it’s really funny...

"Not only are new cards on sale today, but there are also new versions available for pre-sale on Facebook. Everyone is welcome to order." Bob smiled honestly, his bald head shining.

"New Facebook? What features have been updated this time?"

"There's an advertisement on the big screen, can't you see it?"

On the huge screen placed diagonally above the bald head, a very characteristic Lake advertisement was playing:

"Lake's exclusive product [Facebook W1] is about to be launched! The new world series of Facebook will take you to a new social experience! Multi-screen integration, no need to turn pages; the size can be adjusted as you like, with only one hand! The new text conversation function allows you to Letters can be delivered face to face! It supports multiple people communicating on the same screen at the same time. Come and create a group chat and chat happily with your family and friends!"

"The brand new version [Facebook W1] will be released on April 4th. For only 98 silver coins, you can take home the new version of Facebook. If you pre-order now, you will receive exquisite small gifts! First come, first served, while supplies last. Come and buy it now!”

"Hey! Bob, is there anything special about this new Facebook? I don't understand the advertisement." An old drunkard sat at the bar and cracked melon seeds and asked.

"I happen to have a sample here, come and take a look?" Bob smiled and took out a palm-sized book and handed it to the old drunkard.

"What is it? Facebook? It's so small? It's smaller than my face, how can you talk?" the old drunkard shouted dissatisfied.

"The new version of Facebook has the enlargement and reduction spells fixed, and can automatically adjust the size. This is just the smallest state." Bob said with a smile.

"Hey, this is a good feature." The old drunkard took the little Facebook and was about to open it. He was surprised when he said, "Huh? Why is there only one cover left in this Facebook? Where are the pages inside?"

Bob explained with a smile: "Didn't you see what it said in the advertisement? The mirror is integrated, and all the sub-mirrors can be displayed on the mirror on the home page. We only need to stuff other people's mirrors into it. It can be displayed directly on the home page without the hassle of turning pages.”

Bob demonstrated while talking. He turned Facebook to his back, clicked it with his wand, and opened the "back cover" of Facebook. He saw a bunch of small lenses divided into stamp-sized lenses inside. Take out one piece, then open another Facebook, repeat the operation, swap the small lenses, and finally close the back covers of the two Facebooks.

(It can be simply understood as...insert SIM card)

"Look, it's done now. There are twenty small lens positions in each new Facebook, as long as the small lenses are exchanged."

Bob flipped Facebook over to reveal the front. A little fox appeared on the smooth mirror. The little fox said: "Master, there is only one contact in your address book. Make some more friends~"

"Number the contact as No. 2 and initiate communication with No. 2." Bob said to the little fox.

"Yes, Master, No. 2 has been numbered, and Mira is calling No. 2 for you."

Bob threw another Facebook to the enthusiastic drunkard and said with a smile: "That's it, try it?"

"Hey, this new Facebook is quite interesting." The drunkard took the Facebook and opened the cover to find a little fox that looked similar to him, baring his teeth and shouting: "Contact No. 1 sent a communication invitation, does the owner answer it? "

"Answer."

Then the other person's face appeared on their Facebook pages at the same time.

"Cool~ This new Facebook is a lot more convenient, but five gold galleons is too expensive. The Facebook I have now was bought half a year ago." The drunkard shook his head: "Next time Buy it again, your Lake products are updated too quickly."

Bob chuckled: "Don't worry, there are new functions, Mira, switch to text conversation mode."

Before the old drunkard could react, the Facebook screen in front of him suddenly changed into a parchment-like screen. A white fox appeared in the upper left corner, and a string of text appeared on its long tail: [ We have become friends, come and chat! 】

"This is." Before the old drunkard finished speaking, he saw another fox appearing in the opposite direction to the lower right of the fox on the mirror, and words were also displayed on its tail: [This is]

"???"

Bob smiled broadly: "As you can see, the new Facebook can convert our voices into text and then send it out. Of course, if you don't want to speak with your mouth, you can also write by hand."

Bob used his hand as a pen to write on the mirror, and then the old drunkard also saw Bob's ugly handwriting on his Facebook: [It will send what you write by hand simultaneously. How about it? It's very good. It’s amazing]

"Wow! I have to say, I'm a little excited."

Bob's smile became even brighter: "The new version of Facebook also supports multiple people chatting online at the same time."

"Hey! It's only six gold galleons! I bought it!"

The drunkard turned around and realized that a large circle of people had surrounded him.

"Bob! I bought this new Facebook! It's six gold galleons!"

"This is just a trial product. We are only accepting pre-orders now and it will be officially released in three days."

"Hey! This is too much! Can I buy this trial product? I don't want to wait three days!"

“Hey, while you’re at it, Bob reserve me one!”

"I want it too, I want it too!"

Bob was laughing so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth. You hermaphrodites had a great time scolding you, but in the end, weren't you going to rush to buy Master Connor's products?

Bob raised his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, those who want to pre-order should line up and come one by one."