Hogwarts: Wizards of Eternity

Although he had made some disguises, Roger still recognized him at a glance.

After all, in the entire British wizarding world, there weren't many people who could use Time Magic.

The fluctuations left on his body from frequently using Time Magic to travel through the past and future were simply too obvious in Roger's eyes.

Through his precognition of the future, Roger knew that he wasn't here to cause trouble today.

But that didn't stop Roger from giving him a small warning.

Now that this technology is in British hands, the meaning of Roger's statement is self-evident.

When an industry is booming, even the crumbs that fall through the cracks are enough to feed its upstream and downstream industries.

Rita Skeeter herself rather liked Roger's answer. As a British witch, she naturally felt that a statement that would bring more benefits to the British wizarding world was excellent.

After Rita Skeeter sat down, some other people were invited to ask questions.

But they basically asked some random things.

Such as whether the price of the virtual reality client would increase in the future, how to judge if someone used virtual reality to commit crimes.

And whether intelligent virtual life would be born in virtual reality.

"Regarding the price of the client, we will make slight adjustments based on the price of alchemical materials at the time. Under normal circumstances, there will not be much fluctuation."

"Regarding crimes, please consult the legal department of the Ministry of Magic. If it is a foreign country, consult the local Ministry of Magic."

"Virtual life? I can only say that in the world of magic, anything is possible—"

This press conference gradually came to an end with Roger's answers.

"The Magical Congress of the United States should have some wonderful reactions."

From the opening to the end, the entire press conference lasted just over an hour, which was not long.

But the amount of information revealed was a lot.

After listening to the entire event, the wizard Tom murmured in a low voice, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The Muggle and wizarding worlds seem separate, but in reality, the two sides are closely linked.

As the Cold War came to an end and the giant collapsed, the United States had become the only superpower in the world.

The new pattern of one superpower and multiple strong countries was about to become the new order of this world.

The United States had gained a lot of benefits from the collapse of the Soviet Union, and the Magical Congress was certainly not idle either.

As the emerging force in the magical world, the Magical Congress is now in its prime!

But with the release of Roger's virtual reality technology, this upward momentum may run into a wall.

The interests and power positions of the entire wizarding world are limited. If you have more, I will have less.

After so many years of hard work, they were finally about to come to the fore. How could they endure returning to their original position?

Faced with this situation, the Magical Congress of the United States could not remain silent; they would definitely react.

When that time comes—

"Hmm?" Rita Skeeter turned her head to look at Tom.

She didn't actually hear Tom's whisper clearly, but the subtle sound reminded her not to forget the main course.

The press release about the press conference was a matter for the Daily Prophet, and it was a matter instructed by the highest leader.

It was the kind of work where doing it well didn't yield much benefit, but messing it up would definitely result in a reprimand.

It was enough to just do it casually.

In comparison, this wizard Tom was her 'main course.' If she could squeeze some interesting news highlights out of him, then it would all be her gain.

"Mr. Tom, the press conference is over. I know there's a nice restaurant in Diagon Alley. Are you interested—"

Before Rita Skeeter could finish speaking, Tom waved his hand.

Obviously, he had no interest in chatting with this worthless woman.

Saying a few words on the way there was fine, but he had no interest in wasting his time.

Tom left directly, giving her no face at all.

This made Rita Skeeter frown.

To be fair, her personal image was still good. Teenagers might not be too interested, but most men in their thirties found her very attractive.

Being snubbed like this didn't make her feel good.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered something and looked at the small satchel around her waist.

In the wizarding world, some items that have been enchanted with an Undetectable Extension Charm, although they seem small, have a lot of space inside.

After Rita Skeeter took out her magical quill with its own will, she quietly put it in, allowing it to automatically record everything around her.

At this moment, after she took out the notebook, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Hehe, if you don't give me face, then don't blame me.

She was going to give this young wizard a little wizarding journalism shock!

The wizard Tom didn't know what that woman he met was up to, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't care much.

When he was doing big things in his early years, there were plenty of unpleasant opinions.

Even if she twisted the facts, how much could she twist them?

He walked through the winding corridors inside the Ministry of Magic and returned to his familiar room.

An old man with white hair and an unremarkable middle-aged man were waiting for him there.

"How was it? What do you think?" the white-haired old man asked with a smile.

"It's quite interesting, but it's also a little lacking," the wizard Tom replied truthfully.

"Oh?" the unremarkable middle-aged man raised his eyebrows.

"How so?"

But the wizard Tom didn't answer directly. Instead, he stretched out his hand.

But the middle-aged man glanced at it and avoided it.

The wizard Tom chuckled softly: "Hehe."

"Clearly, if you interact with my mind, you can understand everything I'm thinking. Why are you so resistant?"

"We are one, aren't we?"

The wizard Tom's expression became both smiling and not smiling, and at the same time, his eyes were a little strange.

".—Don't forget our latest plan. Don't get any ideas about me."

"Hmph, you've become weak, Voldemort!" the wizard Tom said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man was silent.

That seemingly unremarkable middle-aged man was none other than the Dark Lord who had disguised his appearance!

The wizard Tom?

In a sense, he was also the Dark Lord, but not entirely.

He was the diary, Voldemort's Horcrux.

Now, he had obtained his own body!