Harry Potter and the Old Ones

The conference room became silent because of Tierra's words.

Tierra's plan sounds unbelievably simple, straightforward and cold.

This disregard for life, ethnic groups, ethics, and outdated rules among wizards made all the wizards sitting restless, and they were finally reminded of Tierra's identity once again—

He is a god, a four-dimensional creature who has passed through the three-dimensional origin.

His power is above all men, as is his spirit, his mind.

Everyone was silently thinking about the feasibility of Tierra's plan.

By increasing Muggle fertility and screening the population for potential wizarding genes, the number of wizards could be increased, giving them an advantage in future wars.

However, this project is premised on the premise that "talents related to the spiritual dimension are indeed genetically controlled".

If the link wasn't genetically controlled, Tierra's plan might fail.

And, even if the number of wizards increased, by how much? millions? tens of millions? Or several hundred million? Or, how many more wizards are enough to compete with the Muggle world?

From the current number of more than two million wizards to hundreds of millions of wizards, how many ethical and moral constraints do they have to break through? How many rules are they going to give up that they used to take for granted?

For this question, Tierra did not give a convincing answer—

No, not only that, Tierra didn't even mention it positively, as if these sacrifices were insignificant dust.

"But you are a god." Wenda Luoxier said tremblingly, and couldn't help reaching out her smooth and white hand to touch the crown suspended above her head, "No one knows your mighty power better than me, You must lead us to revival."

"Hmph." Tierra sneered, "It's hard to persuade you, **** it."

Tierra spoke a sentence in Chinese, and then explained in English: "No matter how good the words are, no matter how superb the conversation skills are, it is difficult to persuade people who are single-minded about suicide."

"Look at what my current policy is? What is it for? Huh?" Tierra asked back.

"I expanded the enrollment, gathered all the younger generations in the UK, gathered in Hogwarts, and did everything I could to ensure that they received the best and most advanced magical education to maximize their potential."

"I formulate a birth policy to encourage everyone in the wizarding world to have children. I will give a generous amount of Galleons to every child I give birth, plus monthly child support until they reach adulthood."

"But this is too slow and too dangerous. According to the present and the next ten years, the population of the wizarding world will start inbreeding within a few generations. Therefore, I spare no effort to recruit immigrants. I promise you an extremely generous Remuneration, the refining method with the highest success rate of the Philosopher’s Stone, and an unlimited supply of elixir.”

"I also asked Mr. Weasley to explore the idle and abandoned villages in the UK. I want to occupy these empty and empty places step by step. I want to transform the British Isles into the British Isles of wizards. I We want to turn this place into an empire of wizards."

"This is our base, here is our country, and I want to build a wizarding empire with a population of over 100 million on this island." Tierra said with a smile, "Only such a population, only such an island country I have the confidence to deal with the Muggle World Government."

"But...you don't seem to trust me very much." After delivering an impassioned speech, Tierra changed the subject and started beating.

"Everyone who is doing it, except for Mr. Arthur Weasley and Miss Wenda Luoxier, more or less obeyed my orders, obeyed others, and sabotaged their work. Am I right, huh?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Tierra." The person who spoke this time was a middle-aged woman named Irina Smirnov from the Russian Magic Secret Society. Her voice was very soft, with a hint of hoarseness, which made people feel People are like spring breeze.

"We seem to have misunderstood some of your orders. Please forgive us for our mistakes." Irina Smirnov continued, "Please allow me to ask. In your heart, we... I mean Get rid of your friend Mr. Dumbledore, your friend's subordinates and students, and your most staunch supporter Miss Wenda Luoxier, most of us, us, and all the remaining wizards, and you Where is your heart?"

"Your rise is too fast and dazzling." Irina Smirnov continued to explain, "We know very little about your rise and the source of your power. Such unknowns really help to demonstrate your strength. But at the same time, it made us fall into deep fear. Your mighty power is far greater than before, but the fear you brought to us is also far greater than ever, and the change of your thinking, you are now the same as what you used to be. The gap between established ideals is too great. We need an attitude from you, where do you think we are?"

The question of Irina Smirnov is also the question of most people in this conference room.

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