Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

In most cases, things do not always go according to the path people design, especially in politics.

The ever-changing situation, with its unstoppable momentum, almost pushed Rodolphus, who was originally planning to become Minister of Magic through conventional means and then participate in the election for Muggle Prime Minister, to the position of Head of State...

A street in Munich, Germany.

A man in a suit with a beard trimmed to give off an oppressive vibe walked in front, followed by several men and women with different auras.

"Mr. Lestrange, I don't think that's a good idea."

A beautiful lady with smooth hair that fell like a waterfall said to Rodolphus who was walking in front.

Her tone doesn't quite match her appearance, and it sounds a bit aggressive.

"Muggles are not made of clay. Revealing our magical power so early is too exciting for Muggles. There is a high chance that they will gather together to oppose us."

The woman snorted, a little bit ruffian-like:

"By that time, we will have to face the criticism from magic groups across Europe and even the world."

"Kitana, this is what the adult meant."

A man who looked as strong as a bear and stood there like a stone pillar spoke. He walked with a steady pace and seemed to be a soldier.

"Oh, shut up, Manshi, if you don't know how powerful Muggles can be when they gather together, you are not worthy of your grandfather."

There was contempt in the tone of the long-haired woman Kitana, but it was more like a kind of disappointment in her friend for being so stupid, not real contempt.

"Okay, you two, stop for a minute."

Rodolphus Lestrange, who was walking in front, spoke. The two men who were looking at each other and about to start arguing immediately stopped and looked at their backbone.

Rodolphus seemed to be in a good mood:

"Don't worry about this matter. Muggles will face it sooner or later. And even if something really goes wrong, the power given to me by 'that one' is enough to handle everything."

His tone suddenly changed -

"But I don't want to do that, because it would make me look incompetent in front of that adult, understand?"

Kitana, the manshi... and everyone else around them all held their breath unconsciously.

They all knew that the invincible Mr. Lestrange in front of them was just working under another even greater and more mysterious boss...

This is surprising.

What is even more surprising is that Mr. Lestrange explicitly stated that the theories he promoted were taught to him by that adult.

That person, in the current German Ministry of Magic, is shrouded in an extremely mysterious veil——

Powerful and far-sighted, he could make someone like Mr. Lestrange follow him wholeheartedly.

It sounds like a god descending to earth.

"I remember I told you."

Rodolphus gently waved the oak wand given to him by Anriel:

"That person's intention is to unite all the forces we can unite... Combined with His supreme power, this means that our goal is not to establish a military state with oppressive rule."

"It sounds like our Lord wants a new society - a new world."

Kitana raised her eyes and smiled slightly.

"correct."

Rodolphus stared at the street ahead. The Muggles coming and going seemed unable to see them, and naturally could not see the strange man in a suit and tie playing with a thin wooden stick in his hand.

"I don't know how my colleague in France is doing, but it's clear that he's not as fast as me."

"Your judgment is accurate and your actions are swift and decisive, so your progress will be rapid."

A thin and small man started to flatter.

Rodolphus glanced at him, but couldn't remember his name for a moment, so he simply gave up thinking about it:

"But that means that my purpose and actions cannot go wrong at all. Otherwise, I will lose everything because of my excessive pursuit of speed, which is exactly what that person does not want to see."

No one said a word.

The people present were considered Rodolphus's confidants in Germany, and they knew very well what kind of person their boss was.

Rodolphus wanted to produce some results as soon as possible.

Although he has indeed done it now, it is like walking on a tightrope.

If the next step is successful, then it will surely be a success...

But if they fail, what awaits them is probably a joint uprising...

At the very least, Rodolphus needed to retain the German Ministry of Magic in name only, even though the Ministry was now full of his people.

Regarding this, the opinions of the people below are roughly divided into two camps:

Several representatives of Kitana thought that Rodolphus was too impatient, or rather, the speed of progress would be frightening to anyone.

Just like... some tactic from a large-scale Muggle war decades ago...

Presumably, Manshi will have a lot to say about this.

Unfortunately, another group represented by Mansch firmly supported any decision made by Rodolphus.

No matter how fantastic and unattainable this decision may seem...

Well, Manshi is a surname, and it’s also an abbreviation.

Rodolphus was hesitating.

He was not quite sure what the consequences would be if he really gave this order.

So he's waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance, waiting for a possibility.

......

France, Paris, Champs Elysees…

A century-old cafe next door.

Regulus was holding an old, yellowed antique newspaper in his hand and a cup of mocha in front of him.

The date on the upper right corner of that newspaper...

1944, the first issue of French newspaper Le Monde.

"It's scary."

Regulus clicked his tongue.

At the moment, it seems that his colleague is a bit radical.

I heard that he is going into politics, intending to connect the magical government and the Muggle government in a legitimate and reasonable manner.

It seemed like a good idea, but it was just that in Regulus' opinion.

If Mr. Lestrange really did this, he would have no choice but to fight to support himself.

Regulus stared at the foam on the coffee in front of him, his mind drifting away.

He saw the situation very differently from Rodolphus.

Is politics really that important?

It doesn’t seem so.

For nearly a year, except for the mining industry, the banking and financial industries were firmly controlled by the Muggle government, or some functional departments of the Ministry of Magic...

Regulus pinched them all.

What about agriculture, commerce, services, construction and general manufacturing...

Nothing could stop Regulus, a true genius.

Especially the pharmaceutical industry.

No matter how fast medical science develops, it cannot stop this guy from practicing magic under the guise of medicine.

It is no exaggeration to say that through various fake identities, Regulus has officially taken over most of the country's economy.

"Sir seemed to say today that he would send me an assistant..."

Regulus gently put down the newspaper and stroked the handle of the coffee cup with his fingertips.

"It sounds like I've found a living fossil..."

The boy smiled softly and took a sip of coffee.

Mellow and melodious.