EVoNet Forward
Chapter 16
The Evolution Network
The EVoNet Cloud - The Evolution Network was a remarkable system. It revolutionized the world networks and brought hope to the masses. Accessing creation; to be able to feed billions on nothing but artificial magic, energy turned matter. It was a genius feat beyond anyone's wildest imagination. It would net Harry Evans the Nobel Peace Prize, and not just one, and not just for that. It took Harry Evans and its other scientists, some of them other 'lost' or forgotten mage to cult status on the world stage, knocking down high runners and becoming the premier technology builders on the planet, and though Harry Evans regretted using his name for everything; it could have been worse, and that was soon to be rectified as Harry would later sit with a think tank of staff to deal with that issue, especially because of some of the technology they were making could bring too much scrutiny on Harry's name.
However, for the time being, EvansCorp oversaw the EVoNet system, building on their designs and improving with more and more muggle-born natural mage being offer positions to use their knowledge, and imagination to implement within the Zero Point technology network working for EvansTech. That left them with many opportunities and money in their banks because the magical world, for all of the lights cries about tolerance and fairness to muggle-born's; it was nothing but lying, teach, preach, but lacking any practice.
Harry Evans had found so many muggle-born mage had no prospects for a future within the magical world, most in fact because the jobs in the magical world went to pure-bloods first and foremost. It didn't matter on grades or competence, just heritage. Therefore, Harry took them in, offered them money, offered them hope and training, and vengeance on the people who took them from their family's with tales of wonder and magic, taught them magic and then left them with nothing but a junior school education to try getting along in the muggle world because after school for most the magical world didn't want to know, and didn't even teach them any useful skills when it came to magic and other than auror academy and healer school they didn't have higher education in the Magical UK.
Some of them did get lucky, and had families that supported them, helped them get senior school certified and a few exam passes; enough to get on to higher education, and try to make something of themselves. Then they had to suffer the truth that the magical world would force their children to go to Hogwarts, and many muggle-born's would force their children to take classes during the holidays such as going to summer school. It was a sad fact, and it wasn't just Hogwarts forcing children, but other schools in other countries too, even if they had a magical parent to teach them, and none of these schools, except a select few taught anything not to do with magic and the magical world, most magical children being led to believe the world was flat, or that every planetary body revolved around the earth, and Harry though some muggles had weird ideas.
As it was, Harry had estimated that just over three quarters of the eleven major magical schools around the world, (he couldn't count smaller/lesser magical schools because they kept such terrible records), Hogwarts included was made up of a complication of muggle-born and half-bloods; the majority of the half-blood students having one parent who was a muggle-born, and the other: a normal muggle. Then that was the company being generous for pure-blood mage, but they were quite out numbered.
It was sad and amusing in a way because those half-bloods would eventually make families, and the odds were in the eighty per cents with each other, which after a few generations would make them 'pure-blooded', so the racism was ignorant to facts they were too stupid to understand. Pure-bloods were outnumbered by a hefty margin, and all it would take was a small rebellion and the pure-bloods would fold. They couldn't win and it became clear that maybe Dumbledore had started realising how heavily outnumbered they were in the UK at least – where blood purity had made a few too many squibs, so that likely wasn't helping as squibs were ninety-nine per cent thrown out into the muggle world by their families while young enough to forget or never know magic, but around ninety-two per cent of their children with a muggle would breed magic.
It was ironically amusing how stupid the magical people were, and how amusingly bigoted. You can't call a muggle-born a mud-blood or anything, but racism towards squibs was fine. During Harry's research into muggle, mage, and squib genetics, he had discovered some truly terrifying and hideous crimes committed against squibs by the very few families who chose to keep them. Most end up becoming nothing more but slaves, and would be viciously abused by their families, and the girls had it the worse, so maybe those thrown away into the muggle system got out easily, but Harry would not let anymore of this bullshit continue. At least the families who sent their squib children to live with muggles had some love for them deep down somewhere to know they would be safe with the muggles – or safer as muggles weren't saints either.
The old man, Dumbledore had done something amazing in a way. He had de-clawed the outsiders, and he hid the secrets that 'needed' hiding very well, and looking from the magical world out, Harry might not have seen so clearly, but looking in; it was clear as night and day. When the outsiders joined the magical world, Dumbledore was the great good hope, most powerful of the light, and 'protected' them from the 'evil' Slytherins and whatever dark bastard he may have helped make, but they forgot something so important. Shoot him in the head while he had his back turned, and the great super-powerful wizard was just a normal old man who could die so effortlessly.
The people had forgotten how to fight. They let him preach tolerance, likely because he was afraid, and hoped he could get the 'dark' to 'see reason'. He told them not to go to the 'dark's' level, but if the muggles acted like that during the Second World War everyone would be speaking German – and so many – too many atrocities would have gone unpunished. Or what if the British acted like that when they set sail to end the slave trade, or America when they wanted taxes to stay in the country and not to go to the crown - when they wanted independence, or many other places in the world that had once been bullied but came out on top. The world would probably be colder, and the streets would smell of the death of the innocent, and Harry was certain the world would suck bowing down to greedy bastards, but the west and many other places dotting the world were free, and he would fight to keep it that way, and fight to make other places just as free, the magical communities included.
Dumbledore had made the muggle-born's in the UK trust he knew what was best for everyone, and no one called bullshit to stir the cauldron of revolution! Then a young boy had a vision. He envisioned freedom from the tiny little backwards community where he was held prisoner because his people hid from the world that had grown so very tolerant over the past few hundred years. He realised that the only way to make the world a better place; to be free was if everyone had magic, they had nothing for which to covert from the mage, problem solved – prove magic was in fact a science, even the religious couldn't bitch and whine – well they could, but that sort of thing would be unavoidable with anything so new, even mobile phones had their detractors trying to say they were going to give everyone cancer and now everyone had a small touch screen computer in their pockets.
Harry was born intelligent, and he questioned the world; he asked why when no one else would any more, and that scared Dumbledore above all else. The old man was afraid he would be dethroned by a man who would speak of a peace, the Reunion of Avalon.
The great 'Merlin' shared the vision of unity. Merlin was in the House of Slytherin, but unlike what many had done to dirty the houses good name; he was a 'pure-blood' man who wanted peace with the muggles – maybe 'purer' than any had ever realised, which would explain why his legends could exist centuries a part. Then came Morgan Pendragon; she was a powerful witch from Hufflepuff. She was said to have agreed with Merlin in many ways, and it was her own sister who forged the legendary 'sword' for the King, but then everything started to fall apart.
"Hmm... interesting!" barely eighteen-year-old Harry Evans muttered to himself as he read over the files on Arthurian 'legends' though these ones were more facts, or near facts, as they were deeply researched for as much as the ins and outs as they could discover when they came across this new site the year before. "So, Merlin was old, and his plans weren't being realised; he went a bit nuts, so he was caught using the imperious curse on Knights by Morgana. But she had a spy, or should I say spies, and they had a secret war between each other, which wouldn't come to light until after Merlin's death while the truth would be covered up for Merlin to be a symbol.
"Hmm... let's see here," he muttered touching the blue holographic touch-screen prototype and scrolling down the black writing above his desk. "Wow; they really think Morgana was Guinevere's secret lover and not Lancelot and that he covered for Morgana? I have to read these diaries some time. They still hoped that Morgana would come off the hero, but after the queens execution she went all out in her rage, laying siege to Camelot where she brought it to the ground and killed Merlin and Arthur."
"Yes, I found that interesting to Harry!"
He looked up as a young woman of eighteen stood in the doorway to his expansive office. She was a red head and had a wide smile. She was wearing a creamy coloured summer dress and held a tablet in her hands as she walked fully into his huge office and took a comfy seat in front of his desk.
"Good afternoon Susie!" he said with a smile as he knocked the screen away from over the desk and it faded away as it reached the edge like it hit the 'eraser' from an Etch A Sketch. "I was just skimming through the fun bits, but I really doubt any of that was really the truth – I mean all of that happened, maybe a little over exaggerated, as we all like to put a lovely spin on things like this but… I'm inclined to believe that neither Morgana nor Merlin were human and we just haven't found those records yet – or at least – not native terrans. Even the researchers are saying that they're not sure whether that could be the full truth, partial, yes, but not full, and it's kind of obvious when that was read and translated from an extremely old computer.
"We found Avalon, and have come back with... things that human's, magical included should not have had back then," he said thoughtfully.
"Like the computer," Susan said thoughtfully while Harry nodded. "What else have they found? I'm not completely up to date on the dig location, as I only found out about it a few days ago, so clue a girl in a bit here, Harry?" she asked in confusion and hope.
Harry grinned before he went on. "We're not too sure on most of it, but we do know for a fact it is more technology that is over two thousand years old… at least, probably a lot older, we can't tell as some of the materials and elements that are not terrestrial… well, we don't know what they are, but it looks like the periodic table is going to be filled in quite a bit over the next few years, and that's not just from all the alchemic elements and compounds from magic, but just from the discoveries from the dig site alone, it's quite amazing!" he said to her shock. "Merlin and Morgana, may have been a little old for Hogwarts when they went… but anyway. We've discovered metal structures that well... if we could figure the formula to this new alloy, Susan, we could build a freaking elevator into space it is that strong and light. I was thinking of some kind of elevator cable to carry components and supplies up to a space station in orbit so we could build cheaply in space some time in the future, and not have the costs of launching ships, but with this? We could build bigger, and I'm talking one end in space attached to a space station, and the other, a building, and actual tower into space."
"Well, I'm glad you're excited, Harry," she said with a smile as she wasn't anywhere near that excited about science-y or even historic alien stuff. "I thought it would be nice of me to stop by and see how you're doing. I know you were thinking of starting your own magic academy to spite Dumbledore, but I was curious as Hannah mentioned it this morning, but with the EVoWand, do you need to?" she asked, concerned as she had been working with some others on viability testing about the possibility to have special classes in muggle schools, but it wouldn't be financially viable, so Hannah had recently been assigned checking out the viability of magical boarding schools for the time being.
Harry smiled as he stood up and walked around his desk, straightening out his black suit he looked out of the windows to the city. "I know, it seems unlikely but there are still children with natural magic, and without training they are dangerous. The EVoWand helps, but that is only if they use it regularly, and I am working on some programs that may help and regulate natural powers, but I think that might not be fair for them not to use their own powers, and over the next few decades their numbers are only going to start growing," he said with a grin. "If I didn't know that they were going to start noticing what I've done, I would love to see the old basket case get out of how outnumbered they would be in just two decades."
Susan laughed, shaking her head. "My dear Harry," she said shaking her head in mock pity. "So any thoughts on Daphne Greengrass; getting her and getting in her panties?" she asked with a smirk while he blushed and shook his head. "You know, she is of an ancient bloodline, if you were to... get along, get all snuggly and say two adorable magical words to each other, you could get your-."
"No!" he complained, rolling his eyes. "I've wanted her for years, but I couldn't just ask that of her. I really liked her you know? The only time she was mine was when I was Joker!"
"You know; she is a clever girl, and I bet she would say yes," Susan reprimanded playfully. "I bet she knew, or at least suspected as I don't think, honestly, there wasn't any other student at the school talented enough, or with big enough balls to screw with Dumbledore, let alone all of the teachers at once. Every time you kissed her; I bet she knew who you were and you weren't subtle cluing her in since we both know the ancient families teach 'the guarded mind'," she said like it was some ancient martial art taught to certain family bloodlines. "I could contact her if you want? She knows now without any doubt that you adorably stole her first kiss in a dream, and then-."
"Please don't!" he said sadly turning to his friend when he frowned as he realised for the first time with a girl he felt fear and uncertainty. "I don't know how to..." he sighed and shook his head.
"Anyway, Harry," Susan quickly chose to change the subject as she knew that always put her beloved friend down, so subject needed changing 'for now'. "What ever happened to that joint dream magic thing you did back then?" she asked as that had been bothering her but she kept forgetting to ask about it.
"Oh," he said surprised with the question. "That's in development. It could someday revolutionise the video gaming industry," he said while laughing at the thought. "Anyway, where is Hannah... you haven't murdered her have you; she's your best friend, you live together, hang out together, and sleep together, it's rare to see you without her-."
"Harry!" she reprimanded, glaring at him, pouting. "Hannah is busy dealing with some silly Misuse of Point with some of those muggle-born kids we're shadowing from the ministry-," she glared at him as she knew the 'joke' was coming.
"You mean she's on a MOP case!?" he interrupted laughing loudly.
She pouted, annoyed. "You had three words to choose from, Zero, Point, or Energy, and you chose that!"
"It was funny; still is!" he replied, still laughing as he leaned on the edge of his desk facing her. "Hannah wanted to be head of a MOP unit dealing with any of the youngsters who perform some accidental magic that needs a mage to undo some more - outlandish magic, and she thought it was hilarious too!" he said giggling at it some more just to be silly and forget his woes for a while.
"Yes, well you both have stupid senses of humour!" she said pouting as Harry slumped back into the chair next to her with a huge grin.
"Please don't be like that babes; it's only a silly joke that just stuck; I didn't know it would, but what's done is done; at least it's not MOZ or MOE!"
"They would have been better!" she declared before sighing. "Well anyway, Aunt Amelia said: 'no it wouldn't be awesome to send Dumbledore a turd sandwich disguised as a brunch sandwich during breakfast owl post'; Hannah did, but then you both have a twisted sense of fun, and watch too much South Park or Family Guy or whatever to even ask something so silly, even though Dumbledore would have probably ate it before he realised it was shit. However, my aunts' people in the Department of Mysteries have managed to steal the spare muggle-born indicator map with a few other trinkets they probably won't notice gone from the Department of Mysteries. Apparently, the Department of Mysteries never used them according to our agents in the department, and they have another one if they needed it, so they likely won't notice. It isn't picking up any of the artificial magic or they would have been on to us by now, so we should be thankful of that giving us extra time, and the children being shadowed... that's tricky, yes and know; its being rather uncertain with them, so we need to work on that.
"I dropped it off in Research and Development before I stopped by," she said with a smile. "But right now, I thought you could screw the hell out of me because I so need it. Hannah is really good, but I miss our time together, and you're always working, but I told her to join us later?!" she said hopefully licking her lips.
"Hmm, what do you take me for; a perv?" he demanded, mock enraged.
"You've had sex with mergirls and centaurs, so yes!" she readily agreed jokingly. "Until you get Daphne Greengrass to be yours you are fare game!"
"Point taken!" he agreed, smirking as the door in the side of his office slid open into a huge and luxurious bedroom with large bed.
"You work too much to have a bedroom hidden in your office," Susan said with a crafty grin. " But, good boy!"
To Be Continued…
