"Dad, we're back." Magnus arrived back at the embassy. Though it was in a different car this time. Grace was also there, all safe and sound.
The ambassador, who had nearly shat himself before, came running to look at Magnus and his siblings. He made sure they were fine and then fell down, unconscious. He was probably being threatened by the London side that if something happened to any of them his life will be in a mess.
The Prime Minister of the United Kingdom and also the Queen were informed about this incident, though they merely shrugged and went on to do their daily work as if they didn't care. But they did pray for the souls of the attackers before.
Grace smiled and went inside the building with the kids. Magnus didn't do that, however, he told the ambassador's secretary, "Connect me with the Vice President of the country."
The secretary looked at Adam, who only nodded at him. Taking the order, the man led Magnus inside the ambassador's office and connected the call.
Magnus took the phone and told the man to leave. Then he cast a spell so nobody could enter. The call was already connected so he waited for the Vice President to pick it up. "Hello, Mr ambassador, I assure you that we are looking into the situation with utmost priority. We have deployed every single law enforcement officer to this case..."
"Vice President Gerald Ford?" Magnus spoke.
The Vice President didn't recognise the voice and it felt too young, "Who are you?"
"I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon. You should know about me since you're about to become the next president of this country. Call back law enforcement. I have taken care of it. You should thank me, I just gifted you a present that will make your presidency stable." Magnus said in one breath.
Gerald Ford was stunned, "What is that, your highness?"
"You don't have any Mafia left in New York City now. The four families are completely dead, do not worry about their bodies, you shall only get the bodies of the 4 bosses. Take care, and we shall probably meet again soon." He hung up the call.
Gerald Ford, sitting in his office, thought about what he had just found out, ~If I play my cards right, I can take credit for this. But... I cannot tell them they attacked the royal family.~
...
Anyway, the mess was cleared, though the massacre of the 4 families was still going on as the Army of Merlin dealt with them mercilessly. Magnus had returned to be with his family and with a stern warning he told all the officials to stay away from his family's relaxing time. They didn't come here to attend meetings and charity events.
This time he hired MEDA to take care of his whole tour, everything from the cars to the planes were theirs now.
"Okay mum, where do you want to go?" He asked her. She had probably already enjoyed her time in Camelot more than she would here anyway. Duck was just so fun to be around.
"Umm... I have never seen a desert, I heard the Grand Canyon is beautiful." Grace suggested.
And so the plan was finalised. "Let's call Duck, he can be our flying machine,"
And so, Duck was called, the boy was so happy to be a part of family events. Magnus nearly felt bad for him, as Duck just wants to spend more time with him but his size does not allow him.
"MEOW!" Chad said hello to Duck after getting on his back.
"Hello, Chad, see I've grown up and you're still smol. Hehe..." Duck had fun teasing Chad.
Soon, they all sat on his giant back, but Duck then started speaking, "Ah, I saw this in a movie. Passengers, this is your captain speaking... umm... please tie your seatbelts... I forgot the rest. Here we goooooo..."
And so they flew over the broad, intricately sculptured chasm of the canyon containing between its outer walls a multitude of imposing peaks, buttes, gorges, and ravines. A few rivers flowed through the drylands, the heat was high, yet effects of magic, they felt nothing.
Duck enjoyed his time with his family, showing them the best areas and animals he noticed on the ground. "Dad, where to go next?"
"Niagara Falls!" Adam spoke.
Duck turned his face at Magnus, asking for help in navigation without speaking. Magnus found it cute, he patted him and directed him, "Go north."
With Duck's speed, it was super easy to watch all the natural wonders of the country. Now all that was left was to experience the manmade things. Poor Duck was tired and satisfied from flying the entire day so he decided to rest back in Camelot.
For the coming week, they would go around the whole country and look at various museums, monuments and whatnot. In the second week, they were invited to the White House by Nixon. Magnus didn't reject it and in fact, asked the wizard President to come as well, and Magnus was more interested in meeting the wizard one since the man was an acquaintance, his 1st-year DADA professor, Harrison Ford.
Magnus met them at the White House, he ignored Nixon, the man's career was gone. Gerald Ford was the main deal now. He told the man about his companies facing illegal monopolistic opposition from American companies, and the man promised to look into them.
The rest of the time was spent talking to MACUSA president Harrison Ford. "How are you, professor? I thought you were going to retire after coming back to the United States."
The old man chuckled, "Oh, I wanted to do that so much. But seeing the condition of MACUSA, I felt I needed to do something, and hence, I ran for elections. I am taking your example, doing something good for the world."
Magnus nodded in approval, "Only if everyone was like you, professor. But I have a suggestion, why not run for muggle elections? I can see that you will do so much good for the nation. This way we can be better partners. Currently, I don't see the United States as a beacon of freedom and democracy anymore. It has fallen into the money pit, human lives are worthless to it now."
"I feel the same, but I do not have any dreams of standing up for muggles. I feel a wizard running in muggle elections is unfair. Leave this, are you going to come to Ilvermorny?" Harrison asked.
"Yes, their headmistress invited me herself. Well, I'm going to go and talk to some rich folks now." He moved on to talk with other people.
...
Their vacation in the United States lasted two weeks. At that time, Magnus also went to Ilvermorny, where he gave a speech and just left after that. He wanted to avoid the same disaster as the french one.
After 2nd week, their time in the country came to an end. Their next stop was Bhutan. The Buddhist landlocked kingdom on the Himalayas' eastern edge, known for its monasteries, fortresses and dramatic landscapes that range from subtropical plains to steep mountains and valleys. The country had a population of just about 300,000.
Bhutan was a Monarchy, and the people of the country completely supported this system, without anyone forcing them to. It was also among the newest country that joined the United Nations, just in 1971.
Bhutan maintains strong economic, strategic, and military relations with India. Heck, the country had handed over all its foreign affairs to India. (A/N: In 2007 it was revised.)
For Magnus, this was the perfect place to have his stronghold. He was in the middle of China(Tibet) and India. He can help the Bhutanese with his wealth in return for their ignorance. On top of that, due to their small population, the wizards were in just hundreds. Magnus' Army of Merlin had more than this.
When their plane landed in Bhutan's capital, they were greeted by the current King of Bhutan, Jigme Singye Wangchuck. The man was just 19 and had recently been coronated in June, on top of that, he had studied at Heatherdown School in England.
Magnus was chill with him, he had no problem with monarchs being young, he was also young. All he cared about was that the man must be smart. And from the looks of it, King Wangchuck seemed smart, he behaved orderly with them. Though the reason behind this was that King Wangchuk had Buddhist wizard monk advisors, and getting a copy of Magical Daily was not hard. Hence, they knew very well of Magnus' grand secret Identity.
That evening, they had a grand feast. There were no journalists around them. Grace, Ragnar, Adam enjoyed the fresh Himalayan air much more than the United States or the UK. They roamed around in the fields, plucked apples, climbed mountains, milked cows, heard sheep.
It was an amazing experience. Slowly, Magnus made the young King a friend, though he knew the Bhutanese King was wary of him, mainly due to his country's colonial past.
Yet, they talked a lot, Magnus liked the fact that King Wangchuck was smart when it came to world affairs. He knew what was going on in the West, in the Arab world, and of course, in the UK.
"Magnus, I refuse to believe that you seriously came here just for vacation. Don't get me wrong, you and your family are always welcome, but... I just can't understand how this small nation which most of the world don't even know about caught your attention? You have everything, power, fame, money, what can you get here?" King Wangchuck curiously asked.
Magnus chuckled, "I have a dream, my friend. A dream to one day see the world at peace, with no wars, humanity united and strong together. It's wishful thinking, but if I am able to achieve even 70 per cent of that before I die, I will consider my mission successful. And I can't do that without having the two most populous countries calm and peaceful."
King Wangchuck chuckled, "Haha, you want to use Bhutan to influence India and China? Come on, Magnus, they can bomb my country out of the world map in minutes. And China has nukes, while India is developing them."
"No, Wangchuck, I do not want to bring you into this mess directly. Instead, I want to make you stand out as an example. I want the world to see how profitable it is to ally with me. I shall turn your country into an eco-friendly economic powerhouse, bigger than most countries in Asia. I can do it easily as your population is low. And that's when India and China will take each of my words seriously.
"I do not care about your religion, I care for no religion, all I care about is peace. So don't think I am coloniser 2.0. Think about it and tell me your decision. I will leave in a week. Take care," Magnus returned to his family, leaving the young kind in a storm of thought.
Magnus was honest, and he wanted to lead the world by example. This was his way of clearing up Britain's unsavoury colonial past.
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Does the world even want to be corrected? Will the countries, the people and the coming generations appreciate all the changes? Will the peace even last long?
Such questions always scared Magnus in his sleep. He was slowly and sometimes quickly taking steps to fulfil his dream. In the future, he knew he would have so much magical strength that he could bring any nation to its heels. But he didn't want his powers and fear to be the basis behind the peace.
He wanted it to be development, health, social security, a better life, such things to be the basis. But he knew that there were places in the world with such brainwashed population that it couldn't think beyond their religion, or places with such state control that the people had no choice to do anything that the state does not like.
These were going to be Magnus' biggest challenges. He didn't even care for the Soviet Union, as he knew it won't last too long, it was losing too much money in their mad Cold War with the United States. While the United States was growing at a rapid speed and getting rich, having more money to attack the Soviets, the Soviet Union didn't have such a miraculous boost in their economy. The country was still mostly reliant on its human resources.
But, it was God's grace that Magnus was too good at making money and had friends like Bobby. Bobby might seem like a useless link in the Round Table, but perhaps he was even more important than Magnus himself.
Bobby was a god when it came to finding people to develop new technology, no matter which field, he pumped money in and made sure FutureTek stayed on top. Their research and development department drank money like a sponge.
And with Bobby's help, Magnus knew that he was going to rule the tech and mass media world like a boss. This was a big deal for him. Reason? Well, whoever controls the media controls the world. He had learnt this lesson already. After all, he used this means to demonise Voldemort to such a height that even some of the dark wizards hated him now.
Magnus was taking baby steps, and the baby was a giant.
...
In Bhutan, Ted soon arrived as per the plan. Magnus told him about his plan. The United Kingdom was in Europe, Zimbabwe was in Africa, and now this. If Bhutan agrees, he will have influence over the world. well, America can be subdued as long as the United Kingdom makes more money and becomes successful. The United States only followed the superiority of the dollar, nothing else.
"So you want to show off Bhutan as an economic miracle? What can they produce? They are a small mountainous region." Ted inquired.
Magnus chuckled, "A lot. You need to understand that the Bhutanese people love nature. They love their forests, the clean air, but they too want to see the world, the modern life-improving amenities.
"Currently, Bhutan exports Iron and steel which is the majority of exports. Other than this, they export salt, sulphur, stone, cement, coffee, tea, spices, wood and, vegetables, fruit and nuts. Most of them go to India, Nepal and China.
"What I see in the country is that they lack a brand value and educated population. My goal is to make big eco-friendly towns as trading and business centres in each of Bhutan's 20 districts. These towns will be connected to all known villages of the district with roads and trains. Most of the country will remain untouched, its wild beauty shall remain as it is.
"I want to promote this country as the country of nature, they shall produce world-renowned products, all made from organic farming and cultivation. The company will be called Himalayan and each product will have the logo of "Made in Bhutan" the major exports will go to rich countries. Just imagine the world eating vegetables and fruits of Bhutan with its logo.
"But, for this, people need to be educated, taught about organic farming, new and effective ways of farming. Again, not everyone can survive on farming, so they will grow flowers as well, I will also make the country a centre for nature tourism, extreme sports and hiking. I will also open a few workshops for a few of my companies here. As long as the population is controlled correctly and the increase happens gradually, we can employ everyone."
Ted silently thought about this seemingly grand plan, but honestly, this felt smaller than what they were doing in other parts of the world. "Hmm, this is certainly possible,"
"Nice, then I want you to make a beautiful showcase booklet for the King of Bhutan, I want to show him what I have envisioned." Magnus gave him work.
Ted nodded, "I will return to the UK with the portkey then. It will be ready by evening,"
Magnus was supposed to meet the wizards of the country next. Merlin was famous around the world it seemed and all were interested in him and his powers.
He headed to Paro Taktsang Monastry. It was a beautiful monastery that looked like something straight out of some fantasy book. Constructed on the side of a tall cliff-side, with a tall straight mountain on one side. It was established in the 9th century as a meditation cave.
Magnus arrived there on his broom, along with Ragnar. These were new brooms, made by Emma. They had comfortable seats.
The monastery was full of bald monks in their orange and red tunics. They wore sandals made of wood as well. Then at the front of them stood a few elders. They were most likely the leaders here.
Even among them, the one in the centre stood out. The man gave Magnus Dumbledore's vibes, not in terms of strength, but in terms of wisdom and oldness. He was bald, with a long white beard and brows. He wore some sort of armoured robes and held a long staff in his hands. There were also beads around his neck and in one hand.
At the same time, he seemed as if he had never smiled in his entire life. As soon as Magnus landed and put the brooms back in his bag. He gave a slight bow for greetings, and in return, everyone bowed back.
Then the long-bearded man walked forward, "Welcome to our little nation, King Pendragon. I am Grandmaster of Wizard Monks of Bhutan, Tshering Yangchen. This Monastery is a small academy for wizards as well. All the monks you see here are also wizards in training. The man on my right is, Karma Chime, teacher of spells, and the man on my left is Jigme Lhaden, teacher of potions."
Magnus took the greeting and introduced himself, "You may already know, I am Magnus, and this here is my brother and potions genius, Ragnar. It's a pleasure to meet fellow wizards. The Hogwarts school does not teach much about the magical communities of other countries. So pardon me if I don't know about your traditions."
Yangchen nodded, "That is because most of the magical communities are shrouded in secrets."
"And that's one of the reasons why we see wars among wizardkind," Magnus replied and followed the Grandmaster inside the monastery to the Buddhist shrine.
Yangchen spoke in his low and heavy voice, "To become a wizard in Bhutan, a wizard must master Buddhism first. We believe in spiritual balance to be the key to staying on the right path of magic. Power is known to corrupt, hence, one must first learn to have faith in the right ways."
"That's why the world has not seen Bhutanese Grindelwald and Voldemort I guess. We mostly just teach students magic and hope for the best." Ragnar said in a brash tone.
Surprisingly, Yangchan chuckled, "Oh no, you are wrong, Prince, we do have evil wizards from time to time, those who have lost the way of Buddha. We were luckily able to control these evil wizards in time. But sadly, it is becoming harder now, as a few evil ones receive support and backing from those expansionists who want to take over Bhutan. (A/N: You know whom I'm talking about.)
"For the same reason, I wished to speak with you."
Magnus silently rolled his eyes, ~*Sigh* Here I thought this country was perfect.~ "Please, say it, Grandmaster."
"We need support to make our wizards stronger to face these threats. Despite having a rich past, we are a poor nation. Our wizards rely on mountain herbs to practice potions, but those are limited. The materials we buy from the major markets in China and India often cost us many times. So we are never able to use them to teach." Yangchen requested with a head held low. It was embarrassing for a man of such high standing to ask like this. Magnus understood this was why he brought them to this shrine, to speak alone.
"Say no more, Ragnar will open a Potions shop in Bhutan. I will also donate a lot of books and brooms to you. If your King accepts my proposal, you can send a few of your exceptional students to Hogwarts to get higher-level education. I am here to make Bhutan a better place, Grandmaster, and I have no ulterior motives than to show the world that I mean good." Magnus told him.
Ragnar agreed, "Sure, I'll open a shop, as long as they pay the normal market price."
"The market price is what we want. And I understand you, King Pendragon, I see the truth in your heart. I will convey the same to his majesty. In the meantime, feel free to look at this Monastery. Maybe meet a few Monk students." Yangchan suggested them. He then took them out to the courtyard and introduced a few students. As he had to go to the royal palace now.
Magnus was happy, with Yangchan filling the king's ears, the chances of King Wangchuck agreeing increased by a big margin.
"Rag, how about we teach them quidditch?" Magnus suggested.
Ragnar chuckled and slammed his fist on Magnus' back, "You bastard, you want to make it popular here and then make money?"
Magnus made the best poker face, "I'm not that greedy, my friend. Come, let's play."
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