While Tver was looking over the lively scene before him with interest, Frost, who had just finished interviewing several wizards and ambassadors at the edge of the field, could not help coming over.
He had long since been unable to contain his curiosity. Even while interviewing others, he had been distracted, glancing again and again toward Tver.
The moment he saw that Tver had gathered himself, he grabbed the cameraman and strode over.
Of course, even though Frost had interviewed many national leaders, after witnessing a battle so fierce that even the wizarding world found it unbelievable, his tone was much gentler than usual.
"Hello, Mr. Tver Fawley. I'm a special presenter from the BBC. I'm very glad to see you win this... spectacular battle."
Frost had no idea how to describe such an unbelievable fight.
If he praised it, then compared with the technological methods of modern warfare, two people waving wooden sticks at each other did indeed look rather... old-fashioned.
But to say it was not impressive? Please, just look at the cratered ground around them.
A battle where waving wooden sticks could trigger something like a small earthquake, combined with all those mysterious methods that let wizards fly around, possessed an elegance and power that modern planes and artillery simply could not match.
"Thank you."
Tver understood the importance of this news report even better than Frost, so he did not mind appearing on camera.
After fighting a battle like that, trying to hide afterward would only be deceiving themselves.
Seeing Tver's friendly attitude, Frost's face brightened.
He knew very well that the young man before him had extraordinary political influence across the world, and even possessed the formidable ability to affect the peace between both worlds.
Being able to interview Tver, even for only a moment, was already enough to satisfy him.
"Now that you've won, is there anything you'd like to say to everyone, especially the viewers watching at home?"
"Say something?"
Tver blinked curiously.
Frost's words gave him the strange feeling of having returned to modern society. Or rather, a sense of familiarity. He looked over the camera in front of him with interest.
Frost, however, had already learned from the materials that wizards were somewhat disconnected from modern technology, and thought Tver might not understand these electronic devices very well.
After all, he had only just learned that before today, electronic devices could not be used here at all.
"Yes. It could be the joy of victory, or a declaration to the world. Just a few simple sentences would be fine."
"You may not know this, but at least millions, perhaps tens of millions, of viewers have just watched your wonderful duel on television. This is exactly when they are most curious about you."
Tver raised an eyebrow, tilted his head toward the camera, and seemed to be thinking.
"You can just speak directly. The camera and microphone will carry your..."
"Good morning, everyone," Tver suddenly said.
Frost frowned. For some reason, a trace of hesitation and regret rose in his heart.
Tver clearly wore a gentle smile, yet Frost sensed something like a politician's ill intent from him.
But Tver's interview quickly drew everyone's attention. One after another, they turned their eyes toward him, gazing at him intently as if waiting for something.
After all, he was the absolute protagonist here.
Noticing this, Tver's smile became a little helpless.
Originally, he had not planned to say anything. Everything he needed to say had basically been expressed in the battle just now.
But now that the atmosphere had reached this point, it felt wrong not to say something.
After thinking for a moment, Tver strode forward. Instead of facing the camera directly as he had just now, he looked straight at everyone present, leaving only his profile to the television audience.
"I'm sorry to have shown you some of the wizards'... clever methods of battle in this way. But please rest assured, just as..."
He swept a hand out, pointing toward the Aurors on the other side who were diligently arresting Dark Wizards and Death Eaters.
"With so many wizards willing to stand up and defend the peace of our world, every method I use is meant to prevent war from appearing."
"Or rather, to prevent anything that would damage the relationship between us."
His gaze slowly swept across the crowd.
Compared with the young wizards, who were still somewhat innocent, the adults who had experienced the complexity of human relationships, both wizards and muggles, were all considering the deeper meaning in his words.
"This world is not beautiful. As far as we can foresee, the future may not necessarily become that beautiful either. In fact, I will not say something uncertain like magic and technology combining to let wizards benefit all of humanity."
"But I have always been willing to believe in the beauty of this world. Not because it is already good, but because we can build it into the beautiful form we wish to see."
"Everyone."
Looking at the people deep in thought, Tver glanced briefly at the camera, his voice growing firmer.
"Where this world will go does not depend on me, nor does it depend on the leaders of various countries. It rests in your hands. It has always rested in the hands of each and every one of us."
"Every action we take, every choice we make, pushes this world closer to the form we want to see. Whether it becomes good or bad, the power to choose has always been in our hands."
Tver raised his right hand high and clenched it into a fist. But he did not keep up the stirring tone for long, smoothly shifting the subject instead.
"I know that the sudden repeal of The Statute of Secrecy will inevitably cause panic and confusion for many people. That is perfectly normal."
"But I also believe that as long as we keep a friendly attitude, magic and technology will not become weapons of slaughter, but powerful forces that take us onto a new path and provide us with more convenient lives."
Tver's tone was firm, and he did not say anything lofty about defending world peace or benefiting all of humanity.
For most people, what they would see was an increasingly convenient life, and health that came with greater security.
Of course, those two points were already enough.
At that moment, Frost hesitated and said, "But technology is often used in war as well..."
It was not that he wanted to oppose him. It was just that overly idealistic speeches could easily give the public unrealistic fantasies.
Once those fantasies shattered, the one cursed would be Tver, who had made those promises.
What he did not know was that Tver had been waiting for exactly that sentence.
"But technology brings people far more convenience than that, Frost," Tver said calmly, glancing at him. "We all know absolute peace does not exist, but that does not mean we should stop eating for fear of choking."
"Wizards can use their abilities to protect ordinary people from wider evils."
"Potions possess many miraculous effects. They can treat many diseases that technology cannot yet solve, and even extend human life."
"Magical creations can accomplish many unimaginable things that technology temporarily cannot, including spatial teleportation."
"And that is only magic's own ability. If it is combined with technology, the power that bursts forth will be no less than an industrial revolution."
"With all of this, as long as humanity still has the need to move forward, the development and expansion of magic and technology are an inevitable need for humanity."
"Given this..."
Although the occasion was not quite right, although the timing was somewhat abrupt, and although some preparations were not yet complete...
When Tver saw that the crowd had been moved by his words, especially the members of the Wizards' Confederation led by Babajide, he unconsciously took a deep breath.
"When the existence of The Statute of Secrecy begins to obstruct this inevitable trend, we must ask ourselves whether such a law still needs to exist."
Just as Tver hesitated slightly, Dumbledore gave him a firm nod.
Feeling that encouragement, his heart immediately settled.
"Therefore, I announce."
"The International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, formally implemented in 1692 and in force for 305 years, is officially repealed today, in 1997."
The moment his words fell, the field went silent.
Just as Tver wondered whether there had been something wrong with what he said, everyone erupted.
Cheers rang out, and applause thundered.