Notes:

*Okay, this author's note is going to be a little bit longer. But it is important so I need to address some things*

1. First, this chapter is a little bit weird. It fits into the story completely. But the purpose of this chapter is in no relation to the plotline of the story. This story could be great with or without this chapter. But I'm putting this chapter here to create opportunities.

2.The title has two meanings. One it has to do with what the chapter is about. And two it's giving me the opportunity to take this story down another path after I finish it.

What I mean by #2 is that I had an idea while chatting with someone who was commenting on this story, that it would be a fun idea to cross this story with another fandom. As the techno mage concept was unique and you can do a lot of stuff with it.

I was thinking tocross it with the Avengers/MCU. At first, it was just a thought. Because this book is nowhere near done and this series is going to be three parts. So I'm nowhere near done with this book nor the series. And I was telling myself that I should stop saying that I'm going to do things because I might not do them.

However, I had taken some time out a few days ago and thought about this crossover and I wrote it. I wrote the outline for it. I say outline, but I wrote eight pages. The outline that I wrote for this story was 10 pages. So I have a lot to work with and I obviously planned it out so I wanted to write this chapter so that I could have a starting point so that I can transition into the spin-off. That's why I don't name anything conclusively and it's also why it's in America. Because I would like to add all of that specifics in the spin-off I plan to create some time in the future.

Anyway, that's all I wanted to say. I know it's a lot to think about and maybe some of you don't really care. But I thought I should point it out because this chapter is a little bit weird. Although it is a very long chapter. I had a lot to say apparently. It's about 6500 words. Which is very very long for a chapter for me. So I hope you enjoy it and I'll see you at the next one, which won't be for a while but I'll see you when I see you 3

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Merlin woke up the next day feeling satisfied. In his few months living in the present again, he did good. Merlin established himself in the wizarding world again; he learned a lot, he caught up with most things Muggle, and he created something new. All in all, it was fun. He was satisfied again. But he was satisfied so much that boredom set in.

Not that his life was boring, but since he went to the lake to reminisce about his old friends, he got himself into a slump. A slump that made him think is his friends ever really gonna come back? How long will he stay alive for? What happens after these friends die? Is he just cursed forever?

Well, those are the thoughts that Merlin had all morning before he had to go to work, so obviously, when he went to work, he was in a depressed funk. And Merlin thought he was hiding it very well, but he was not. Everyone noticed that he was not in a good mood. Maybe it was his less chipper attitude or that goofy smile missing from his face, but the mood of the shop was dragged down with Merlin's mood.

Sam wanted to ask; she was pretty curious, a bit nosey, if you will. It's only because Merlin was always happy unless he was stressed, but even then, the goofy smile would appear every now and then. So this was weird. But he was her boss, and she felt asking him to his face was even a bit blunt for her. So she made her rounds to all her other coworkers.

First, she asked Gideon, she talked with him the most, they were similar in age, and they both, surprisingly on Gideon's part, loved to gossip. Gideon always knew a lot about what was going on around the British wizarding world … a lot of pointless stuff, but a lot nonetheless. But unfortunately for Sam, Gideon had no idea what was up with Merlin. So off to the next coworker. Julius was a waste of time to ask, not that he wasn't brilliant, but he was somewhat less sociable than Remus, and Remus was the least social out of everyone that worked here.

Julius was nice and very smart, but he tended to keep to himself unless he got you into a conversation about his family; then, he was a very proud chatterbox. But unfortunately, information about Merlin being sad wasn't his forte. Now on the other Remus was an expert in all things Merlin. At least that's what it seemed like. He could answer most questions, but the best part was if he didn't know, he wasn't trepid about asking Merlin. And if Remus didn't know, Sam hoped he'd ask for her, so she didn't have to.

It turns out Remus had no clue. But somehow knowing that it's been like this for a few days. It's just obviously noticeable today. And he was willing to ask, Merlin was very well established, but he worried Remus sometimes. It was a lot for a kid to deal with. He still hasn't been given a definitive on Merlin's age, but it had to be young. He looked young. Merlin handled it very well, but Remus was still worried.

It doesn't take long after Remus' conversation with Sam. He finds Merlin alone in the workshop.

"Myridian, are you okay?"

Merlin looks up, a bit dazed, like he wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing.

"Uh … yes?"

Remus was confused, "Are you asking me?"

Merlin looked confused,

"What?" Merlin says, actually paying attention this time.

"I asked if you were okay? You seemed sad." Remus said, realizing Myridian didn't hear him the first time.

"Oh... it's fine. I'm fine. I just...sometimes I get like this. Don't worry; I'll be back to normal soon."

Merlin said, making Remus even more worried,

"You know you don't have to get back to normal. That's not why I'm asking. I'm worried."

Merlin genuinely smiled,

"Thanks, Remus, but I'm fine. As I said, this happens from time to time. Whenever I feel satisfied with my life, past memories seem to haunt me a bit. But I deal with it. Don't worry. But I appreciate it." Merlin said, then he stood and stretched, seeming to stretch the bad feeling away because once he stood up straight, any sign he was sad was gone.

It was actually a little scary how composed he could become so quickly, Remus thought.

"Oh, by the way, Remus, in two days' time, we have to close the store and head over to the Muggle world. It's not really a big thing, but there is a scientific computer conference thing that I was invited to. So I decided maybe we could show up some of our products there." Merlin said as he reached for something under his desk.

"Of course, I've been working on this personally since this would only be sold to the muggle world. And I know most of you strictly live in the wizarding world, so I didn't bring it up. But I have been working on a computer that is of my own design because while in the wizarding world; I can take in already made laptops and call it my own after magic proofing it. That's kind of stealing in the Muggle world. Because I can't explain how I made their electronics indestructible, but if I just build my own and say that it's my own secret technology, nobody can attest to that. Nor force me to show how I did what I did. But since this is only me working on this, currently, it's just going to be a small show & tell type of deal; not everyone has to come if they don't want to. But I thought we could close the shop to give everyone a day off anyway." Merlin continued while laying unique electronics on the table.

"A muggle conference? But why?" Remus asks, confused.

He thought that the whole reason Merlin started the shop was to integrate Muggle technology into the wizarding world, not the other way around. I could be a problem with it; it was just not something he was thinking about.

"Well, as you know, I don't like the secrecy of the wizard in the world. I understand that it's a necessity now, but I think we should slowly start to build a name for ourselves in the Muggle world. Being found out is inevitable, so maybe when it happens, we won't be completely ostracized by the Muggles of the world. But instead welcomed. Not that building indestructible computers are going to do that digital pave the path so that other magical store owners might branch out into the Muggle world." Merlin said simply.

"Magic can do such great wonders, and we could help so many people with it, but we stick to secrecy and keep hidden because we fear the Muggles. But that cycle needs to end eventually. And I feel like it's my job to end that. I feel like it should've been done years and years and years ago, but I feel now is the time it could actually happen." Merlin said seriously.

He did feel like it was his responsibility to merge magic with the non-magic society. I mean, that was his goal 1000 years ago, and it still hasn't happened yet. And every new 'fake life' he makes, he tries to bring the world one step further, but it seems it's always going back to the old cycle of separation. But maybe in the end, for it all to really work out, he needs Arthur. Someone to unite everyone as he was supposed to do.

On the other hand, Remus thought Merlin was half parts amazing and half parts crazy. Remus thought he was amazing because for such a young man to have these dreams and speak with such a feeling that it made you believe he could achieve it was the most wonderful thing that could come out of the next generation. But on that note, the fact that Merlin feels responsible for doing these things it's just nuts in Remus' head. He wanted to argue with Merlin, to say it wasn't all on him nor his responsibility but he knew arguing with Merlin was not an argument he could win. Merlin had a way to make people believe him even if it seemed stupid and impossible.

"Alright then, tell me more about the convention. Are we selling to the Muggles, or are we just showcasing it? I know you are very gung-ho about getting rid of the statute of secrecy, but for the moment, it still exists, and we shouldn't go around breaking it. Or we'll end up in Azkaban. The Ministry takes that very seriously, you know." Remus finished walking closer to the new electronics Merlin had laid out.

Merlin smirked,

"Well, I don't have any plans to break the Statue of Secrecy at the moment. I just want to make our company a little more known and we will offer products next year because we are obviously currently too busy dealing with the huge amount of sales in the wizarding world. But that being said, we could also see the competition in the Muggle world. See what we're exactly up against and how they create new computers. These models that I built are awful. They're just the basic models with a little unique shape. I need to see how a computer is actually made. So I thought, why not? It could be fun." Merlin said, pulling out his wand, casting silently, and trying to destroy the objects on his desk.

The desk was made indestructible because The first time he did this, he broke the desk and broke the floor, so they decided not to let that happen again. Because somehow that happened twice.

"Let the others know. I'll keep fine-tuning these. Let them know they can have the day off, or they can come with me. You can have a day off, Remus if you want. I know it's getting closer to the full moon."

Remus looked uncomfortable to talk about it.

"No. I will come. I'll let the others know." He said as he left.

Merlin sighed deeply, he's been trying to get Remus to be more comfortable with himself, but it was slow going. Well, he's not giving up either way.

Not five minutes later, Sam busts in.

"We're going to a Muggle technology convention! Really! Oh, Merlin, I'm so excited!" She said as she bounced around the room.

Merlin flinched at the swear but tried not to show it.

"Yes, we are; here these are the information packets, read it and figure out stuff you want to see," Merlin said, handing her the stuff he was sent with the invitation.

Gideon came in next but almost fell down as Sam passed him, running back to her desk. Merlin almost burst out laughing at the shocked look on his face.

"Uh... I would also like to attend. I'll go see the papers from Sam if I can get her to let me see them." Gideon said, sighing as he walked after the whirlwind that was Sam.

She drank coffee regularly; she said it was a muggle thing, but it made her hyper as can be.

Julius came in last,

"As fun as this sounds, I would prefer some sleep. You younger kids can tell me all about it." Was Julius' response.

Merlin also almost burst out laughing again because Julius wasn't even old. He was older than Sam and Gideon by 15 or so years but still.

Either way, that was basically everyone. Merlin decided to call one other person who might enjoy this trip the most. The phone rang for a long time before a muffled Mr. Weasley answered.

"Myridian… boy, are you there?"

"Turn the phone around, Mr. Weasley; it's upside down," Merlin said, suspecting the recurring problem.

"Oooh, your right, haha, thank you. This is so fantastic, did I tell you?" Mr. Weasly said clearer now that he was holding the phone correctly.

"Yes, you did. Anyway, I was invited to a muggle technology convention. Would you like to come?" Merlin offered.

"A convention? Do they do that? Oh, how wonderful. When is it?" Arthur Weasly asked.

"In two days. Are you available?" Merlin said, kind of sorry for telling him last minute.

"Uhhhh, two days. Hmmm. Oh yes! I'm available. Oh, this is exciting! I must tell Molly; she'd probably be happy to get me out of the house; I've just been so enthralled with these elect-uh-ronics, yes these electronics, that I've been forgetting to other things recently. I'm sure I've angered her. But she's just a dear. But she loves me any-" Mr. Weasley said, slowly getting off-topic.

Merlin kept opening and closing his mouth as he was about to start talking but kept getting interrupted by Mr. Weasley continuing on and on and on.

"Ah, Mr. Weasley, if I could cut in. If you could meet us outside the shop in two days, that's where we will meet before taking a Portkey to a location near the center. I mapped everything out, and I created the Portkey in advance." Merlin said quickly to get his word in.

A little gasp was made over the line,

"You created a Portkey yourself? How marvelous. If I weren't so happy with what you're doing with electronics already, I would say you could be a top contender in taking over Dumbledore's position in the war. You're a bright up-and-coming wizard. Just what the light needs." Mr. Weasley said.

Merlin actually blushed over the phone,

"No, no, no, you overpraise Mr. Weasley and me. Creating a port key is something anyone can do, right?" Merlin asked because it was quite an easy spell to do.

It was just a simple charm. It wasn't a spell he created himself, but it was a spell that was around for quite a while and one that he used quite often when he had to hide his identity. Because he could transport himself halfway across the world without one, but it would look a little weird if he was with company.

"Dear boy, the fact that you find it easy is a marvel in itself. It's a very hard charm, and not a lot of people can get it just right. You are slowly changing the wizarding world for the better." Mr. Weasley said.

Merlin wasn't really good with taking praises. Actually, he was the worst at it. But he enjoyed the praises of making the world a better place because it's the least he thought he could do.


Two days later, outside of TechnoMage, A very popular and busy bustling store. Though the store was not busy nor bustling today as it was closed. The first time it's been close since it's a grand opening. But the people who make that shop run we're standing outside in excitement.

Onlookers were curious as to what was happening but didn't dare intrude on what they were talking about in their little circle near the front door. Sam was jumping up and down, giggling excitedly and talking whisperingly to Gideon, who was also very excited as he was swaying in his spot, also gossiping about what they would soon see in the Muggle world.

Remus was just standing there with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall waiting for Merlin to show up. He was fashionably late, as per usual. He always showed up a few minutes late to almost everything. Merlin explained it as an old habit that was far too annoying to break now. Mr. Weasley had just arrived not five minutes ago. He was all bundled up in a sweater vest and a coat and a scarf and a big hat with a big poof ball on it. He was excitedly chatting at Remus, who was silently listening. But Mr. Weasley did not need him to add anything to the conversation; he was the conversation. It was still cold; it was only 3 weeks into January still. The cold winter weather would not leave London for quite a long time.

But they did not have to wait in the cold for a very long time as not five minutes after Mr. Weasley came, Merlin saunters down the block in a brown coat with a red scarf and a blue long sleeve shirt. It was a weird combination of colors, but it just worked out perfectly on Merlin. His cheeks were red as well as his nose, and he had a bit of frost in his hair even though it didn't seem that cold outside. "Ah, everyone is here! Great! Let's go! Just grab hold." Merlin said, holding out four tickets, keeping one on himself.

"I made the tickets into Portkey's. I thought it would be easier, and everyone would be less likely to lose them." Merlin said, feeling proud.

Sam and Gideon, we're about to reach out and grab them before Remus pushed their hands away and asked Merlin a crucial question that Mr. Weasley just didn't think to question him about, even though he's a ministry official and this should be something he should worry about.

"You made them?" He asked.

"Yes! A few days ago, why? I promise they work. I'm good at charms." Merlin said, still proud of himself.

"Myridian! You can't just create Portkey's; it's illegal! They can only be issued by the Ministry." Remus shouted but got quiet when people looked over at him.

Mr. Weasley's eyes widened,

"Oh yes, Remus is right. You made several unauthorized Portkey's; there might be a bad punishment for that." He said, worried.

Sam and Gideon just looked shocked, not knowing it was illegal.

Merlin looked down at them and then at his watch.

"It's not like they'll throw me in prison. And anyway, how would they possibly know that I created them." Merlin said, smiling sinisterly.

He quickly, with magic, placed a ticket in everyone's hand and said,

"3, 2, 1...here we go, hold on!" Merlin said as he disappeared; everyone else followed soon after; all you could hear was the wind and Merlin cackling.

Sam and Gideon screamed the whole way, landing in a heap at the end. Mr. Weasley and Remus landed on two feet, but they looked a bit shell shocked. Merlin was standing there like it was nothing. To Merlin, using the Portkey was uncomfortable; it feels like you're being hooked away like a fish on a fishing hook being yanked out of the pond, but Merlin was cured by shock on all of their faces. He actually couldn't contain himself, and he was laughing at them.

"Myridian! What were you thinking?" Remus said as the voice of reason.

Everyone else was orientating themselves to the surroundings.

"Relax, Remus. If no one tells the Ministry, how will they ever find out? And anyway, I did get permission to go to this convention, so if anyone makes a fuss, I'll feign ignorance. Don't worry so much. I can take care of it." Merlin said, trying to reassure Remus, but it was not working.

"Fine, it's on you then; I was never here. Because I'm supposed to know better." Remus said, putting the ticket in his pocket.

"Ah, I should know better as well. But I forgot in my excitement. Myridian, you are very brilliant, but you shouldn't carelessly break the laws, we are your friends so we won't say anything but you should be careful in the future. The Ministry is not something you should mess with." Mr. Weasley said seriously.

Merlin realized they were worried for him and sobered up.

"Sorry. I was having a bit of reckless fun. I'll be sure to think things through in the future. Though I can't make any promises on not breaking the law, I'm bound to accidentally do it every other day. I don't like making promises I can't keep." Merlin said, ending his apology with a big smile to lighten the mood.

Remus sighed but dropped it, not wanting to yell at Merlin. And Mr. Weasley took what he could get; he deals with his children breaking the rules all the time, he will settle for compromises.

"Okay, now that that's settled, come this way. After we pass through this thicket, we should come upon the convention center. Oh, I thought I should mention this, I probably should've said it earlier, but well, I forgot. The reason we had to take a Portkey and we couldn't apparate was because we are no longer in London or England for that matter. We've actually crossed the pond, and we're in the states. We have all day here, so if you don't want to spend the whole day at the convention center, we could also traverse to the Muggle world or the magical side on this end of the pond. I believe we were in a place called New York. But I've never been here before, at least not for a very long time, and if I did, I can't for the life of me remember. I might've been when I was a lot younger. Either way, I can't be a tourist guide, but I'm open to going anywhere if you would like to go. I mean, it would be a shame to come all the way over here not check out the sites." Merlin said, shocking everyone again.

There were quite a few things that led up to the shock being so hardly felt. One, all the packets were in English, so they assumed that it was going to happen in London or somewhere in England. Scotland or Wales was not out of the options either, but they assumed in Europe. Two, the United States was a very, very long distance away from England. And while they all trusted Merlin because he was very good at charms and spells. The trust that they had built up was slowly starting to diminish because of how long of a trip they actually made. And they were wondering how much chance was involved in that they even survived the trip on an unauthorized Portkey. Three, they were all currently standing in New York City. They were in America! None of them had traveled to America thus far, and that was enough of a shock to leave them all speechless and staring wide-eyed at Merlin.

"Bloody hell, I'm in New York! Best job ever!" Gideon said, taking out his cellphone and snapping photos.

Even though they were in a secluded area and there weren't really many cool things to take pictures of, he was just so awestruck that he was on another continent that even the flowers were interesting.

"I'm in America? I'm in America? Huh? Boss, you should've told me earlier, I could've planned a day trip. I have so much stuff to do ahhhh!" Sam said, panicking.

She pulled her laptop out of her pouch on her hip. Not even taking a second to realize she was in the Muggle world, and that would be virtually impossible without magic. But luckily, they were alone, and nobody was around to notice it. But she sat down on the floor and started typing hard on her computer. She was trying to get a tour of the city booked for five. While waiting on everyone to get ready to go.

Mr. Weasley was for once completely silent, and he had taken a handkerchief out of his pocket to slightly dab the sweat on his face as he was quite taken aback about how far they traveled and how unhurt they all luckily seemed to be. Even though he knows that Portkey's are the most reliable way to travel long distances, like I mentioned previously, it was an unauthorized portkey made by Merlin that made the sweat drip.

Remus was blown away, but it wasn't his first time in the states. The last time he came here, it wasn't for pleasure; he was looking for a cure for being a werewolf. But that led to a dead-end and a loss of a lot of money. But still, he wasn't prepared to be in America suddenly, and I called him off guard, as it did everyone else.

"Myridian, next time you decide to whisk us off to the States, tell us ahead of time," Remus said, sighing deeply; he gave up feeling stressed or anxious because he was dealing with Merlin for half a year now, so he should be used to his antics, but Merlin just kept surprising him.

And not in a bad way but not in a good way either.

"Sir, yes, sir. I honestly did forget. But let's let bygones be bygones, and let's just enjoy this day." Merlin said, taking charge and leading them forward to the convention center.

The building was huge and very modern looking. Full of floor to ceiling glass windows that went high up in the air. This was Merlin's first time seeing something so gigantic. Merlin has seen Hogwarts; he saw Camelot. But nothing really compared to the size of this enormous building. It was made of white concrete material, and there were glass windows all over the whole building on the walls and in the ceilings. It seemed Muggles really liked to make their buildings out of glass. Merlin couldn't really understand it as it was a very easily breakable surface, and it concerned him greatly that if someone were to throw a rock at the window, what would happen if it were to break? But luckily, none of the people around the building were throwing rocks at it, so it was an irrational fear for the moment.

Merlin let his group of sheltered wizards all around the convention center. There were many different stalls filled with new technology. Some stuff they've never seen before and some stuff they were very familiar with. Surprisingly there were a lot of cars scattered around. Apparently, new tech didn't just mean cell phones and computers; it meant everything.

There were even stalls for kitchen appliances that had practically useless add-ons. Like, what was the point of a toaster with a touchscreen? Or a fridge that could talk. They were unimaginable feats in technology, but they were seemingly useless in the wizard size, but they were fantastical, and they kind of wanted them.

There were quite a few stalls with weapons; Merlin wasn't too interested in it. But the others were. Not that they wanted to use the weapons. Hell, they probably couldn't understand any of it anyway. But they were curious as to what Muggles created because they rarely get taught anything about Muggles in school. And anything that you get taught is outdated, to say the least. To say they were shocked was an understatement. Merlin wasn't so interested in the weapons, but they did shock him quite a bit as well.

The sheer destruction that Muggle weapons caused was unfathomable in the eyes of a wizard. Most wizards thought that Muggles were savages and that they only swung around swords and we're just powerless without magic. But here, watching these screens showing battles of Muggles with guns and weapons of mass destruction. It scared the wizards deep into their bones. How could they ever think they were so much stronger than Muggles? They were absolutely wrong. In the time that they abandoned Muggles and hid themselves away, the Muggles have grown stronger and scarier.

Merlin hoped it didn't have an opposite effect on the wizards and witches of the world. One would think that if muggles were so much stronger than wizards, that means they must hide more. Merlin did not want the wizards and witches of the wizarding world to think of it like that.

He wanted them to think more along the lines of 'they're not as terrible as we thought they were, and we should combine our forces for peace.' But honestly, watching the videos of towns being blown up. Merlin could see where the fear came from. He felt it himself.

But they didn't spend the whole time they're looking at other booths. They had set up their own booth. They had to run to the spot for it. It was kind of shabby looking. It was a single table with a flimsy tablecloth on it and a few chairs. The chairs were folded up in a stack, and it took the wizards a while to figure out how they exactly worked. They had a premade banner made for them. Merlin had to figure this all out previously, but this was his first time, so everything looked a bit dreary and plain. It was a large blue and white sign that read: Techno Mage: Indestructible Technology. That was their slogan for this little demonstration they were doing.

They weren't selling anything. They were just here to show off their products. And if there was any interest in buyers or future customers in the Muggle world. They would take their name, number, and email down and call them back when they were ready to sell. Or so that was the plan for the future. The stall was plainly set up, and there wasn't really much to put out on the table. Merlin had brought two laptops to cell phones of different models that he had created. And he brought a printer and a camera. Merlin had asked Sam to create business cards in any design she chose. She was the designer for the company; Merlin wasn't really up with trends, so leaving it to someone else was probably for the best.

And Sam always came up with really beautiful designs. She had made a geometric pattern on the card with their name, slogan, phone number, and email. She charms it with magic to make it holographic. She had seen something Muggle made that was holographic, but she didn't know how the Muggles did it, so she did it her own way with magic. Her holographic laptop cases were always sold out. And the store hasn't even been open that long, but they are never any in the store long enough before they're sold out completely again.

The desk was set up simple. The electronics were displayed nicely on one side of the desk. There were a bunch of placards on the desk explaining exactly what they did. And explaining their unique designs. And there was also a set of tools on the other side of the desk. There was a pitcher of water. A pitcher of soda. There was some grease, Mr. Weasley had brought that from his morning breakfast. There was a hammer. There was a small knife that was sheathed; Merlin had procured it from his vault in Gringotts. And there was a slightly larger fully metal mallet, with a pointy end on one side and a flat end on the other.

Behind the desk, there was also a box that was see-through. That would be used for containing be a mess. Merlin told everyone that they would be there for at least 4 to 5 hours. It should give them enough time for people to come and ask questions and to see the demonstration.

But also so that they still had enough time in the day to go sightseeing. Merlin had planned to go sightseeing all along. The convention was the main reason he came here, but he really did want to go sightseeing, and along with Sam, they had already planned a detailed adventure for the rest of the day after the convention was over and done with.

Throughout the day, quite a few people actually came up and asked questions. Many people were interested in the unique designs differentiating between each technological device. Merlin had told everyone that had come that they were going to do a demonstration on how each product was indestructible at a certain time. And a lot of people make sure to come back for it.

Merlin had thought to set up a time when he would hold a demonstration rather than doing the demonstration over and over and over again. While he had lots of supplies, it was sort of challenging to keep pulling pitchers of liquid out of nowhere. Especially since there were a lot of cameras around, and lest he gets caught on a camera and gets seen doing magic. So instead, they set a time two hours after they had set up their booth where they were going to hold a demonstration on how indestructible their technology was.

It grew quite the crowd. A lot of people were interested. Some people seem to look at the 'tools for destruction' thinking they were impossible things to overcome with technology. But they were about to be amazed. After all, it was a magical performance. Not that any of the silly Muggles knew.

The demonstration went off with a hit. Merlin had taken out that clear box and placed it on the table; he powered on one of the laptops and put it in the box. The laptop was being controlled by Sam's other laptop that she had in her hand. She was making pictures change on the screen, so people know it was working. Merlin then took a picture of water, held it up for everyone to see, and slowly poured it onto the laptop. The laptop was sitting firmly in some water so the people could still see that the laptop was working.

And there were no electrical fizzes or pop sounds that would prelude to the laptop breaking. Merlin then continued to pour the liquid in. Adding the other pitcher full of soda in as well, yet the laptop seems to be working completely submerged in water and soda. The performance got quite a round of applause as everyone was very amazed at what they were saying. This was something that nobody thought was possible, at least for the next five or ten years. Yet here it was in front of their eyes.

Merlin's next performance or demonstration was he took the cell phone and placed it on the table. He then picked up the mallet. And he raised it above his head to smack down onto the phone. A bunch of people quickly backed up and shield in their eyes even though they were still peeking at it because they wanted to see what exactly he was trying to do.

But to their astonishment when Merlin brought the mallet down hard onto the phone's surface. There was not one single scratch. There was no need to cover their eyes as the phone was in perfect mint condition, as if he never touched it with a mallet at all. That garnered him a sweeping round of applause from everyone who was watching.

Who wouldn't want an indestructible phone? Who wouldn't want a laptop that could be completely functional underwater? And the answer is everyone would want it. And by the end of their demonstration, almost all of their business cards disappeared in an instant. A lot of people were looking forward to their products in the next year or so. There were even some famous Muggles that stopped by. Not that the wizards knew, as most of them were oblivious to Muggle pop culture.

Overall the day at the convention was well spent. A lot of people were looking forward to their magical technology advancements. And they were quite satisfied with all they got to see. Even if some of the things they would never use were at the convention, they got to see a lot of exciting things. They also bought some interesting stuff. Marilyn bought a few gadgets that he wanted to deconstruct and remake into his own version.

Mr. Weasley bought one of everything he thought was interesting. He went on a bit of a splurge and had to have Remus remind him that he might be spending a little too much money. Remus bought a few things as well. Nothing too noticeable, but he found some smart appliances that interest him a bit.

Sam and Gideon both had bags on each of their arms. Sam must've been carrying six bags while Gideon was carrying at least eight. They went a bit overboard, but they were very excited and happy, and their buying spree was not over yet. Especially not when they had expandable bags where they could drop off all of these heavy bags into their little pouch and be on their way once they got into a secluded place.

Also, they have yet to see the rest of the Muggle world on their tour. They were going to go on very soon, and they were prepared to buy everything that caught their eye because it's not every day that they went to America.

The rest of the day was spent enjoying the Muggle world. And they even had time right before their Portkey's activated again to walk into the magical side of New York. And they got home stuffed full of food, knickknacks, and a bunch of useless stuff they probably didn't need. But they were happy, and they had a lot of fun. And it seemed that the Muggle convention in the Muggle world was quite the exciting adventure.

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Notes:

I also had one more thing to say. I got a comment I think on one of my last two chapters. Someone was telling me that when characters other than Merlin are thinking about Merlin, they obviously don't know his name is Merlin so when they think about him they think about him as Myridian. Which makes perfect sense. And it's completely correct that I shouldn't be writing Merlin when I should be writing Myridian. That is proper English and the right way to do it. However, I hate it. I absolutely hate doing that. I know it's the right way to do it. But it annoys the crap out of me. It irks me so much that I had to write this response. I can understand where you're coming from because I realize that you were right in what you're telling me. But it bothers me so much that I cannot do it. I tried. I really really tried but it's so annoying.

It takes so much effort to go through my story and change it that I'm not going to do it. Because I can't do it while I'm writing. Because it slows my writing down by 100%. I can write chapters depending on how long I plan to make them in 20 minutes to an hour. I just have to find the motivation normally. Or the creativity in my brain. But generally, it takes me 20 minutes to an hour to write a chapter. By trying to fix it while I was writing it took me an hour to write two paragraphs. So I'm not doing it. I don't care, I hate it, and I'm not doing it. I enjoy your constructive criticism and your comments that help me but sometimes my writing style is very irritating and it won't let me change it because it irks me so I'm just going to continue to do what I was doing. If this for some reason bothers someone and they want me to change it….Well too fucking bad it's too annoying lol. Honestly, it's just fucking with me so I'm just gonna ignore it. If it bothers anyone sorry but that's just my writing style.