Their holiday was coming to an end. Ted had already shown the booklet with the plan to Develop Bhutan to King Wangchuck.
Magnus was now waiting for the news while enjoying his time with his family. The three babies were just the cutest little bundle of joy.
They had started crawling and loved Magnus and Ragnar. So they followed them if they weren't put inside their strollers. Not just that, they also liked flying around with Magnus' magic. He was totally spoiling them and nobody had any right to stop him.
"I'm your big brother... say brother... say brother..." he played with them. Ragnar did the same, not wanting to stay behind.
Grace and Adam sat at the side on recliner seats, watching them play. It brought great peace to their hearts seeing their family being so close to each other, so loving.
"I must have done some really great deeds to have such a loving family," Adam muttered.
Grace looked at him with a doubtful gaze, "I thought you were not religious, since when did you become a believer?"
He chuckled, "Of please, you also know it. Merlin has confirmed that God does exist. And recently, Magnus told me that Hell also exists, as he has seen inside Hell with a treasure left by Merlin."
"He did? Why didn't he tell me?" She muttered sadly.
"Don't worry about it, Grace. He's getting big and we both know he's mentally much older than he looks. There are bound to be things he can't share with you, besides, you were pregnant, he didn't want to give you any stress." Adam advised her.
"But... I know he can't share some things, but... I want him to at least share his problems, sorrows and fears. I don't want him to ever feel lonely." She worriedly said.
Adam sighed and replied, "Dear, we are normal parents of extraordinary children, worrying is a full-time job for us. And we don't even know if our three new gremlins will be wizards or not."
Grace's face paled, "NO! NO! I can't face so much tension..."
"Don't worry, by then Magnus and Ragnar will be out of school, they will be the bosses of Britain and possibly the world. Grace, you don't know some things but know this, Magnus and Ragnar are vastly powerful, and Magnus' influence is spread around the world. You will understand that in a few years." Adam confided in her.
She fell silent and just looked at her children playing. Then all of a sudden a man came via apparition, he wore a monk tunic. He bowed to Magnus and told him something. After that, Magnus informed them he'd be back soon and left.
Grace was taken aback, "I... how blind I could be? I didn't notice all that's happening around Magnus."
"I call that parent bias," Adam blurted.
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Royal Palace,
Magnus was greeted by many ministers of the King's government. Most of them were old men with one step in their graves. But surprisingly, besides the King stood Grandmaster Yangchan, this made it clear that the Bhutanese government worked closely with the wizards.
"Welcome, King Pendragon, we have a lot to talk about. Let's sit." King Wangchuk sounded much happier today. Though a few ministers were frowning.
There was a big elliptical table in the middle of the hall. The king, Grandmaster and the 5 ministers sat on one side and on the others was one single chair for Magnus. It was as if they were doing some negotiations.
Magnus internally frowned, wondering if he was going to end up being angry after this meeting. "So, what have you decided, King Wangchuk?"
"You can call me Singye. You will find it interesting, the formal designation of the King in Bhutan is called Druk Gyalpo, which in English means Dragon King. And you as well, are supposed to be the Dragon King." King Wangchuk started.
"Are you by any chance related to dragons?" Magnus inquired. As it was his experience, that most people who claim to be related to dragons are not really that.
"That is a debate for another time. There is no way to ascertain that. Even the Bhutanese people call themselves Dragon People, so who knows." he replied.
Magnus seemed disappointed. But, he liked that there was a society where Dragons were so widely accepted. ~Hah, Duck will be seen as a god here.~
"You can call me Magnus then. I prefer that, even the Saudi King calls me that. So, have you made a decision? What did you think about the plans Ted showed you?" Magnus inquired. He didn't bring Ted along to see the King's sincerity. Ted also didn't care, since Magnus was much better than him in making money. Even deals that may seem unprofitable now are supposed to make loads of money in a few months with what Magnus plans.
"First I want to ask you, Magnus, how much are you willing to invest in Bhutan according to your proposed plan?" the King asked.
"Well, I am planning to invest 1 billion pounds in the coming 5 years." He revealed. 1 Billion pounds (about 10 Billion in 2021) was a HUGE amount of money. It was many many times more than the entire GDP of this small nation.
They erupted in their talking. The Ministers who were frowning a while ago were now gleaming with smiles. Magnus added further, "And I did not include investments that various of my companies will make. So the end amount is much more than 1 Billion."
"And who shall be overseeing all this money?" One of the ministers asked. Magnus saw greed in his eyes and immediately decided to poison this man if the King agreed.
"Certainly not you. I don't trust governments, they tend to be more sloppy. Only a company that has to worry about losses can be efficient and effective. The money, the investment, all of it will be done by me. Remember, it's not the British Government's money, it's the personal funds I am using. I am taking a huge risk." Magnus stated. This was true, he was investing from his own pocket. Not because he was a saint, but because the British Government didn't have this kind of money to spend. Also, by doing this, Magnus will be ensuring huge returns.
The King nodded, "I understand, Magnus. I accept your proposal of making a National brand, and to give you a 51% administrative and 50% money stake in the Himalayan parent company. As promised, you will help us with our educational and health infrastructure immediately. In return, we will waver taxes over your companies involved in nation-building and waver 40% taxes on companies that set their firms here for 5 years."
"Your Majesty, that's being too lenient... you should not be blinded by the dream..." the Prime Minister spoke up.
King Wangchuck glared at him, "Prime Minister, do you have a billion pounds in your pocket? Can you build a total of 100 schools, colleges and hospitals in a year? NO? Then stay silent, this is not your place to speak. I know what I am doing."
~Damn right, that's what a king is supposed to be.~ Magnus thought. But, then he noticed something concerning and tried to mentally talk with Grandmaster Yangchan who was silently sitting at the side of the king with his eyes closed.
~Grandmaster, can you hear me? Nod if you can.~ he talked.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him across the table. This was enough proof for Magnus, so he spoke further, ~I do not know if you have laws against reading minds, but I just read the minds of all your ministers. Your prime minister is colluding with your enemies in the North, he has taken the bribes. While 2 are in contact with them.~
The old man's eyes shined red, showing anger. He glanced at the ministers and possibly read their minds himself. He then started radiating a very dangerous aura.
~Oh boy, I guess these men are taking their last breath.~ Magnus muttered.
...
In the end, the deal was completed. The King of Bhutan was officially allied with Magnus.
One more thing happened, later, Grandmaster Yangchan caught many spies in the government and even in the ministry. They were all given a public trial according to the imperial constitution, the biggest ones were given capital punishment. The country had not stupidly stopped capital punishment. Treason was still a crime for which it was given. As seen in 1964, when the previous King's own brother, the head of the Bhutanese Royal Army attempted a coup and got capital punishment when it failed.
After these events, monthly secret legilimency audits became normal. Magnus was happy, magic should be used in such cases, he wholeheartedly supported this.
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After this, his work was done and he decided to leave for Zimbabwe, for a 3-day tour. This will be an official visit.
In the flight, the three babies started to cry, but, there were only two breasts to feed the babies. Hence, one had to either wait or be given something else.
Grace innocently told the flight attendant to bring their bags. Adam took the baby formula from it and made some for Aurelia. However, just when Adam was about to feed the bottle to her, Ragnar came running and snatched the bottle away.
*BAM*
"DAD, HOW CAN YOU DO THIS? How can you feed her this?" Ragnar was very angry.
Adam staggered back. "What happened? I was feeding her milk."
"He threw the bottle in the dustbin. That baby formula is a lie, it's not equal to breast milk. Do you really think manmade powder, mixed with synthetic items, can be equal to real milk? It's all a false advertisement. It's because of our crappy capitalist world that these companies are allowed to do these things. Let me see which company it is." Ragnar checked the box. *Bam* He threw it as well. "NESTLE? GOD, It's the evilest one."
Magnus, who was sleeping, came running after hearing the noise, "What happened?"
Ragnar explained, "I checked every single baby formula with potions and alchemy, none of them is equal or better than real milk. They don't provide the immunity that a real baby needs. But, these companies are allowed to mislead people, saying baby formula is a better substitute."
Magnus took this matter seriously, *Sigh* "Why must these companies adopt the bad side of capitalism. Why can't they be like me? I will ask MEDA to gather all evidence for lies this company has created, then I will ask Ted to bury the company in lawsuits until they are on the verge of bankruptcy and I will make them confess and apologise to the world. The tests on their formula you did, can you replicate them with muggle tech and chemicals?"
"I should be able to." Ragnar nodded.
However, this served as a problem. Adam asked, "That's fine and all, but what do we give the babies then? A mother can't produce so much food for them."
Ragnar thought about it, "Fuck it, I will start my own company with real healthy and strong baby formula. For my siblings, I will make a magical formula."
"Ragnar, LANGUAGE!" Grace quickly scolded him.
Ragnar shrank his neck, "Sorry, mum."
...
The plane landed in Zimbabwe, and they were greeted by the new Prime Minister and a few native dancers. Then they were given a guard of honour, with the military parading in front of them and saluting. Well, technically, Zimbabwe was still a British colony, though it is called Overseas Territory now. But, nobody really complained since Britain had done so much for the country.
Their main reason for coming here was to make the public worship the right royal, not the ones sitting in Buckingham Palace right now. Magnus met a lot of people there, though the main meeting was especially with the current Prime Minister, who was already a man under his control.
"What do you personally think, John Nkomo? Do you want Zimbabwe to join Britain and become one?" Magnus inquired.
John Nkomo knew this was a test of sorts, "Of course, Zimbabwe has changed a lot in the past few years, and some people might forget it, but it's the truth that all of it was because of you. The day you stop helping us, we will go back to the old days.
"You were the one who removed all the mafia and warlords who had taken over many mines. You rooted out all the corruption. I truly believe we can be better as one with Britain."
Magnus nodded and asked further, "And what about the matter of you having to give up your prime minister seat and letting the British Prime Minister take over?"
"I accept this arrangement. I understand that this cannot go the other way. But I am worried about how the British Parliament rules from beyond an entire continent and sea." John Nkomo asked back.
"Well, we have already come to a solution. The British Parliamentary sessions last for around 10 to 12 months. We will build a new Parliament in Zimbabwe as well. For half-year, the UK will be the seat of parliament, for the other half, it will be Zimbabwe. Now, I know your next question, the House of Lords. Well, I accept, it's an unconstitutional part of the government that is useless as it just drinks money and gives not much in back. It has more members than the house of commons for god's sake.
"But worry not, I shall be slowly replacing all lords with elected members. Since the UK will be becoming much bigger now, we shall have states, and those states will have something called super-districts.
"Initially, we made states too big, so we have now corrected it. Scotland shall have 4 states, England shall have 8 states, Wales shall have 4 states, Northern Ireland shall have 5 states. Zimbabwe, which is bigger than the United Kingdom, will have fewer states since it depends on population density. I also want Zimbabwe to not lose its natural beauty. So, it shall have 5 big states in total. Just like in the United States, where each state sends two elected senators to form a 100 member senate. Here, each state shall send 5 members, elected via a direct vote, to sit in the House of Lords.
"The house will then consist of 130 members, as there are 26 states. They will have similar powers as a US senate. Each state shall have a governor, but he will not enjoy as much power as an American one does. And overall, as per the constitution, the entire Government shall derive power from the Crown, as it already does." Magnus explained the new political system.
This system will also ensure any further expansion. Each member getting elected as a Lord into the House of Lords will have a "Lord" added before their name as long as they serve in office.
John Nkomo was at peace with this, knowing that he could still be elected as a Lord and sit in the high position. Or even the Governor of a state.
Magnus then let Adam and Grace do charity work since they were the main royal couple, not him. He was still a kid for the world, a kid with too much money.
~I wonder how the world will react when they find out what I am up to? Hmm... I wonder if someone will write a biography on me... wait... wasn't Rita writing a book?~ he remembered her.
...
It was time to return home for Magnus and the family. Their relaxing vacation was spent pretty well, even though Magnus did a lot of work, it was still enjoyable. He didn't work every day.
They got on the plane and headed back to the UK.
And just right then, Bobby was checking the progress of the R&D department outside London. The department was supposed to make him stuff that can then generate money for the company. The common theme was that it needs to be something that can be used by the masses.
Soon, he arrived at the Energy Department, where things related to electricity, heat, all kinds of energies were being researched.
"Umm... sir, this is our progress report." An old man in a lab coat came to Bobby, who was also being followed by a few company executives.
Bobby looked at the file and frowned, "What the fuck, when did I sanction Thorium Reactor research?"
The researcher frowned as well, then he explained while mimicking Bobby's voice, "Well... it was last year, Mr Armstrong. You said 'If uncle Adam can make awesome, efficient batteries, then I can make awesome clean energy.' then you signed this research."
Bobby tried to remember, "Dammit... how much did I sign?"
"50 Million... pounds(£484 million in 2021." the researcher answered.
Bobby started sweating, this was too much. "Wait... I remember now... I had just returned from a party at Magnus' house. Ragnar had given me something weird. GOD! Please tell me I didn't just waste 50 million pounds."
"That is exactly why I came to you, sir. We have achieved a breakthrough. With the help of your large funds, we were able to explore all expensive means to reach success. Although much work is still due, we believe the reactor is feasible." the researcher revealed.
Bobby's sad eyes nearly popped out. "A-Are you serious? Really? All we needed to make these reactors was money?"
"Yes, no country or company wants to waste money on new reactor research when we have already functional uranium reactors. And besides, the reactors we already have were made during World War 2, and you know why they were made." The man said.
Bobby was elated, "I... Woah... man, the company can get a nobel prize for this. When can I get a functional reactor?"
This time the researcher made a conflicted face, "I... er... we need more funds, Mr Armstrong, I truly believe we can build it."
Bobby thought about it. A glance at the executives behind him made it clear that the company can't afford such huge expenses yet. That's when the idea clicked, "AHA!... you go and start your research, no matter what, I need a working reactor by the year-end. About money... hehe... I know a real big rich fat cow that shits money."
...
The Plane,
"AAAACHOOOO! *sniff sniff*... CHAD, COME HERE! Why are you cursing me? WAIT! Why are you running? WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?"
"I won't use you to wipe my nose, I promise. Come back, my fat boah."
[A/N: I went with Thorium reactors instead of Fusion reactors since Fusion is too far fetched for the tech of the 1970s. Thorium is doable.]
[A/N: I will be skipping the 4th year. The reason, well, nothing happens in this year, Voldemort is weak. But 5th year will have a lot of stuff, Gilderoy Lockhart enters school, Prefects will be selected, Gryffindor four will become Animagus, Magnus too. Many more major events will take place in the 5th year.]
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