A Law with a long name and relatively short volume, but with great significance and far-reaching implications, has circulated, fully known as the Constitution of the International Confederation of Wizards and the International Pan-Magical Alliance.
This Law, which was born under a special circumstance, had its own unique charm. In addition to Regulating the responsibilities, rights, and obligations of all wizards, it also specified how to address a series of issues such as the relationship between the magical and non-magical communities, short-, medium- and long-term goals, and rationalizing the management boundaries of both sides.
This was also the first time that the 'International Pan-Magical Alliance' officially appeared in a legal article-
The implications of this are far-reaching, representing the fact that the Pan-Magical Alliance branches that are currently established spontaneously in various countries are no longer loose regional organizations, and it almost announces to the world that the International Pan-Magical Alliance will have a key significance in the future.
An official order was issued together with the Constitution of the International Confederation and Pan-Magical Alliance, which was issued directly from the Headquarters of the Confederation: a copy of this Constitution should be distributed to all wizards. Even those wizards who were hiding in the nooks and crannies of the world were able to get a copy delivered to them either through their friends or by the local Ministry of Magic staff.
At school, Harry held a club event just in time before Halloween, and they ate and drank while talking about the contents mentioned above.
"Quite a few dark wizards have suffered." Ron said with a grin, "They have been really unlucky lately, getting sifted through like lice over and over again."
"I heard Mom say they have to read it while even inside the prison." Neville had an excited gleam in his eye that Harry perceived as gloating, but it was truly rare for such emotions to appear in Neville.
"It's true, and the order was enforced much more rigorously." The corners of Susan Bones' mouth curled up.
"It makes me recall the hectic times of the O.W.Ls exams, it's kind of refreshing to hear." In contrast to Neville, Daphne Greengrass smiled brightly.
"Dad is thinking about illustrating every single article of the law." Luna said.
"Well, I will buy it for my collection, Luna," Hermione said, holding the pamphlet and reading it aloud, "Apart from the preamble and the conclusion, the Constitution of the Confederation and Pan-Magical Alliance is divided into seven chapters in total, each corresponding to a major subject. These seven chapters are -
The general conventions in the magical community;
Procedures concerning individual (family) interactions between the magical community and the non-magical community;
The rights, responsibilities, and obligations of the Ministry of Magic and other social organizations;
The regulations concerning magical creatures, ghosts, and other magical entities;
Rights, responsibilities, and obligations of humanoid races;
Draft proposals on cooperation with the non-magical community;
Disputes, conflict resolution, and necessary measures - all of them are short and concise, covering almost every aspect. And for the record, I noticed that the new legislation incorporates some of the provisions from the Statute of Secrecy ..."
This is natural, the complete exposure of wizards and magic does not mean that all the original laws are no longer applicable. For example, the requirements for wizard dress code; since the wizards no longer have to disguise themselves in the same way as before (although most wizards never cared enough to do so, and improper dress is one of the most common offences that have been committed since the Statute of Secrecy came into effect), this section has been greatly toned down, and only two clauses have been retained: the prohibition of exposing the lower body in public; and the prohibition of wearing clothes and accessories that could easily lead to misconceptions.
Harry stared, wondering who suggested retaining this part of the article, do wizards still have a fetish for nudity? But then he couldn't help but think of an old wizard in a skirt he had met during the Quidditch World Cup ...
"What are clothes and accessories that could easily lead to misconceptions?" Justin was a little confused.
Hermione was just about to speak when Ernest Macmillan interjected, "Wait - I seem to have some recollection about it, my uncle has mentioned when he wrote me a letter ... Last week when a male wizard was being interviewed on the muggle street, the reporter asked whether the pumpkin he was wearing is some kind of peculiar fetish or not, and he said it is for Halloween preparation -"
"That sounds pretty normal." Justin said in bewilderment.
"It's not over yet -" Ernie said, stifling a laugh - "That guy gave the reporter a demonstration that resulted in a bunch of live bats flying out of the mouth of a spooky pumpkin he was wearing, scaring the reporter and the cameraman." Several students burst out laughing, and only Hermione said with a stern face, "The follow-up procedure to deal with was quite troublesome, as Muggle animal welfare organizations accused the wizards of animal cruelty."
At that point, Hannah Abbot stared at the pamphlet and asked, "But Chapter 2, Article 13 mentions that you can demonstrate magic to muggles."
"-on-premise of being asked, or in special venues, such as New Diagon Alley, otherwise wizards should try to be inconspicuous when casting spells near muggle communities." Hermione added, finishing with a shrug of her own, "I actually find that many of the laws of wizards are not that strict, as we judge the crime based on the gravity of the situation and the actual circumstances involved, and if I am displaying magic spells to my parents at home, I am sure there will be no real issue at all."
But all the students in the room were attracted by another word that came out of her mouth, and Luna hummed a quirky little tune and said, "O New Diagon Alley, I would love to visit it."
...
Back in her office, Amelia Bones looked at the files piled high on her desk and her eyes bugged out - there wasn't even a palm-sized surface of the table visible. She was so baffled in place that Felix thought she seemed to be suffocating. Luckily, that was when Mr. Weasley came over to deliver some materials and told her that only a small portion of the files needed to be processed.
"The rest are all the ones that we felt necessary to let you know about." Mr. Weasley explained.
Ms. Bones rolled up her sleeves and rummaged through her pockets for her monocle, seemingly ready to have a go.
"It's nothing more than a few hours of work, Amelia. It shouldn't be about anything serious like the sky falling, should it?" Felix looked at Mr. Weasley, who immediately said with understanding, "That's right, moreover the Minister has just found some time to come back in her tight schedule, and if there's something particularly urgent we'll report it without delay."
"Let's have a drink together." Felix summoned a bottle of wine out of thin air, and they sat down on the sofa used for the reception and drank as they chatted. Mr. Weasley took off his glasses and rubbed his shiny forehead, and Felix noticed that his hair had noticeably decreased in thickness.
Bones sat on the couch, took a small sip of wine, and shook her glass, as she said, "Arthur, how's the new department under you faring?"
"All good." Mr. Weasley said, "Not counting Scrimgeour's side, just us alone has carried out a few cooperation with the Muggle government, the Muggle Prime Minister specially allocated a small piece of land in the downtown area, and I worked for three days with my new colleagues to build up a small Diagon Alley avenue, and a steady stream of tourists visited the place. Some events - like new book launches, giveaways were held there, and several organizations responded to the Ministry of Magic's call, like the Daily Prophet and The Quibbler, who gave out thousands of free newspapers and magazines to visitors -"
Felix guessed from the heartfelt expression on Mr. Weasley's face that he had probably come into contact with more people in that time than he had in his half-lifetime before.
"You mean they have distributed them to tourists for free? No money was charged?" Ms. Bones asked curiously, "I don't know much about Lovegood, the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler, but the Daily Prophet ..."
"It's all old issues of newspapers or magazines that didn't sold out, and it doesn't affect them much." Mr. Weasley explained.
"Well, as for the new Diagon Alley, are there any businesses moving in there now?" Felix asked.
"Not yet, but some advance preparations have been made." Mr. Weasley said, "We contacted the parents of young wizards from Muggle families individually to ask if they are interested in opening a store in New Diagon Alley, in fact, quite a few of them are Squibs - or something like that, according to what Mr. Ollivander told me - - they were at least capable of using exclusive wands and could assume the job with a little training."
"Have you guys got in touch with anyone from the Society for the Support of Squibs?" Ms. Bones asked, "They might be interested."
Mr. Weasley nodded, then shook his head. "We reached out to them, but their interest is not exactly strong." Seeing the slightly surprised looks on the faces of Felix and Ms. Bones, he smiled for the first time, "Most of the people who we are aware of as Squibs, all have surviving relatives, and many of the families are happy to take in their children who now have a chance to use magic."
"Any more news?"
"Let's see ... After the treaty was signed, a dozen or so anti-wizard marches broke out one after another, but none of them gained much momentum, and our protection magic ensures that people with malicious intent can't get in and muggle firearms will be disabled."
"It's a good situation." Ms. Bones said with some leap of faith.
"There have also been a few mishaps," Mr. Weasley pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat with slight embarrassment, "Two of the exclusive wands were accidentally lost during an event."
"What happened?" Ms. Bones asked with a serious expression as she sat upright on the couch.
"Wasn't we previously planned to roughly estimate the number of Squibs? Three days ago we hosted an event where visitors could try out the exclusive wand. Mr. Ollivander further improved the exclusive wand, I don't quite understand the principles he said, he said that he used some magical creature materials to enhance the sensitivity of the exclusive wand ... Anyway, we obtained a relatively rough estimate, and the number was around two hundred to one ratio."
Felix nodded slightly, rubbed his chin, and said: "So there are about 300,000 squibs all over the United Kingdom? No, that's not quite accurately worded, most of them should have a much worse perception of magic and can't even see normal magical phenomena, like ghosts and dementors."
"That's right," Mr. Weasley said with approval, "Mr. Ollivander thinks that even with the help of an exclusive wand, those who can cast spells successfully are in the minority. The Unspeakables from the Department of Mysteries have proposed a possibility that magic is like a rising and moving tide, where magical capability would gradually decline starting from the first generation of squibs, and then a tipping point occurs in a certain generation, where the magic becomes more and more significant ..."
"This conjecture is quite interesting." Felix said with interest.
If this whole concept proved to be true, it would be possible for the parents and immediate family members of a young wizard of muggle origin to use an exclusive wand. But after all, they are not quite young, and the thin magic power present in their bodies (or within their souls) is nearly impossible to mobilize, so they can only use the exclusive wand to release set party tricks.
"However, during the event, a muggle suddenly rushed out and snatched two exclusive wands from the hands of the staff - the muggle government law enforcement officers did not catch up, and our people were concerned about using powerful spells without permission that time, in any case, the thief escaped to a residential area. " Mr. Weasley said: "Scrimgeour and the Muggle government people are teamed up to track down this matter."
"The exclusive wand that was brought for testing didn't have a tracking spell attached to it?" Ms. Bones asked.
"Sorry, we didn't think much of it back then."
Unlike Ms. Bones' serious expression, Felix didn't take it seriously, "Let them take their time, there will be more and more these kinds of things will happen in the future, we just need to close one loophole after another, whether it's tracking spell or positioning enchantment to avoid such issues once again."
At these words, Ms. Bones' expression eased down, and at that moment a knock sounded at the door. Scrimgeour pushed open the door, his thick tea-brown hair intermixed with strands of gray ones, his face wrinkled with a deeper layer and made him look much older. Ms. Bones motioned for him to sit down as well, and sure enough, he had come to report on the matter of the exclusive wand.
"That person was found, and the initial evidence suggests that it was just an unforeseen incident. The trial will be held in two weeks, and I will personally participate in the courtroom." Scrimgeour said that this would be the one hundred and thirty-second court hearing he attended involving both wizards and muggles who had violated the law - from minor complaints about prank magic spells to flooding an entire house or setting a tree on fire by not launching fireworks at the required venue -. The end result is basically a fine, but since it's still an initial joint law enforcement cases, where the first conviction could potentially serve as a reference for future court hearings, he shows up dutifully every time.
"Rufus, you can leave some of the work to someone else as well." Ms. Bones persuaded him to do so.
"It will be good to be occupied for a while," Scrimgeour said curtly, "Amelia, I'll give you a copy of each verdict, with the comments from the other Wizengamot members, so you should better read them over. By mutual agreement, if there are no objections, new laws will be ratified and take effect in the following year. Additional ones will be added each year if it is deemed necessary."
"So the materials on the table-"
"Ah, well, there are two stacks that are mine."
"Rufus, you need a break, at least get some assistance, or your body will wear out." Ms. Bones said softly.
"Someone has to do the work, I don't feel comfortable leaving it to anyone else." Scrimgeour said coldly.
Ms. Bones wanted to persuade again when Felix uttered a name: "Barty Crouch Sr."
All three looked at him at the same time.
"As far as I know, Barty Crouch Sr. is quite adept at dealing with matters of law, and he has been out of the public eye for almost three years, and if he has the will to--" Felix said slowly, "Well --I think he may be somewhat demoralized by the past events, but he's a very strong-willed person, and if someone informed him that the Ministry of Magic needs him, I think he would not hesitate to say yes. ... The best candidate who could be a lobbyist should be someone who has a good relationship with him, someone he used to work with, or a good friend of, but that person's attitude must be serious, firm, and a little bit strong... "
The corners of Ms. Bones' mouth twitched as she turned her head to look at Scrimgeour at the same time as Mr. Weasley. There seemed to be the perfect candidate right here.
"Barty Crouch is still serving his sentence." Scrimgeour said in a deep voice as he stared sharply at Felix.
The two men's gazes collided in mid-air. For them, the former contradictions were long past, and no one would reopen old grudges - Felix even personally killed Crouch Jr. but he recommended Barty Crouch Sr. nonetheless - but their philosophical differences still existed, Scrimgeour is a seasoned veteran, and in a way, he inherited Crouch Sr.'s ideas and philosophy.
"It's only a matter of two months," Felix said, "he can serve his sentence anywhere, and we can arrange for a separate room ... with pretty much the same environment, oh, and I can recommend someone who will serve him exclusively... ... a house elf, called Winky, I don't know if you have any impression of her ..."
The few people present stared and pondered the feasibility of such a practice.
"... Under what title?" After a moment, Mr. Weasley asked in a whisper.
"A consultant." Felix said without thinking. Ms. Bones rolled her eyes.
Finally, Scrimgeour said dryly, "I suppose I can try to convince Barty-"
"Actually, the ideal person I have in mind is Moody." Felix said in an odd tone.
Scrimgeour's hair and beard twitched, his knuckles made a crisp sound, and he seemed to be holding back with great perseverance from rushing over and choking Felix and shaking him. After a long while, he spoke coldly, "Then it's a deal." After saying that he left in a huff.
"Rufus is obviously glad in his heart, I can feel it." Ms. Bones said. When Mr. Weasley left, she asked curiously, "Felix, you really don't care if Barty is released early - I mean, well," she sighed, "to work in a cell? "
"It's nothing more than a month or two sooner. Besides, will his release from prison have any effect on me - obviously, no."
...
The issue of the Constitution of the International Confederation of Wizards and Pan-Magical Alliance is not an end, but a starting point for a new round of negotiations, which will no longer involve petty disputes, but with the success case of the Constitution and the British Ministry of Magic, negotiations will be held in dozens of countries at the same time.
And on the American side, for the past half a month, the Magical Congress of the United States of America found nothing, they even risked rummaging through the top-secret information within the government, but the results they yielded were virtually worthless. The president of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, Horace Grimsditch, mentioned a certain solution vaguely during the meeting, but he could not implement it until he returned. Felix hoped there would be no trouble.
As for the rest of the magical community, the most popular topic right now is the Constitution of the International Confederation of Wizards and Pan-Magical Alliance, which is constantly featured in the newspapers, on the radio, and on Muggle TV programs all day long, with experts of all kinds taking turns on stage to analyse its contents.
This general constitution, which acts as a sort of foundation law for wizards, is very diverse in its extensions, and also clearly states the bottom line. The penultimate chapter mentions a series of ambitious long-term goals - such as magic technology, joint hospitals, rapid farming, interstellar travel, extraterrestrial migration, and amputated limb regeneration ... - and the final conclusion is summed up in one word: full of goodwill.
Although in Felix's case, he could accomplish the above plan now, he would rather stretch the time to achieve it to thirty years, fifty years, or even longer.
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Felix returned to school and took some time to find Valen who was pleasantly walking around - Felix had left her behind at school due to the serious nature of the previous conference. After not seeing each other for a while, Valen's temperament grew even wilder.
Felix asked in a tone of prying insider information, "I heard that there is a flying Niffler roaming around the Forbidden Forest recently?"
Valen shook her head repeatedly, indicating that she had no idea of such a thing. "Really?" She patted her chest and suggested with all seriousness that he could ask Hagrid who might know.
"... There are many dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest." Felix cautioned her.
Valen waved her hand carelessly.
Felix followed her line of sight to the small bell tied in her scarf and reached out a hand to get it -
"Confiscated - this is to keep you safe, not an adventure prop." Valen could only watch blearily as Felix's hand shook, and the pretty silver bell uncoiled and turned into a silver bird.
This is a Patronus magic specially designed by Felix. The main focus of this Patronus magic project is related to the fact that it has parts of the Mandrake's rune circuitry hidden within it - in case of real danger, the Patronus can shout at the top of its voice to stun a few unsuspecting wizards. This trick also works on creatures in the vicinity of the Forbidden Forest.
They walked towards the castle.
"You like the Forbidden Forest? I know several particularly flavourful herbs ... Professor Sprout has hidden them well."
The next day Felix woke up to a tempting aroma of roasted pumpkin, he stood in front of the windowsill with a feeling of being in a different world. The mountains in the distance wore white and silver blankets, and the black lake at the foot of the mountains had a thin layer of ice, just waiting for a big snowfall.
He spent Halloween at the school and took time to reacquaint himself with his students. It was strange that no one distinguished him from the memory, as Felix felt that he was much more serious and attentive when giving lectures to his students.
He even attended a party hosted by Slughorn with interest, where Snape still appeared out of place, with an unapproachable aura, despite his implicit mention of the 'tiny progress' he had made in simple potions - Felix refrained himself from asking for details. That way the other party would have no chance to brag about it. Emmeline Vance, who showed no interest in the food at the banquet but enjoyed the classical music being played, asked Slughorn the name of the record, to which he said briskly.
"You can't find it anywhere else, I bought it from a muggle store ... Yes, it was specially processed to play using magic, I have some connections within the muggle government ... I can send you a copy... ..."
After Halloween, Felix realized that he still had the title of Deputy Headmaster attached to him, so he went straight to Professor McGonagall to finish his duties - and had a chat with the Sorting Hat in the process, but unfortunately, that dirty hat didn't appreciate it, and kept yelling and screaming, classifying Felix on the list of those who it would refuse to communicate with. Felix was a little resentful. The relaxed days did not last long, the critical phase is at hand, so after a week he returned to the Confederation headquarters, which acted like a large information transceiver, constantly receiving and sending all kinds of information, and there were times when a dozen different shapes of Patronus appeared in the hall of the Confederation headquarters at the same time.
The days of intensive activity had brought very encouraging progress, and some of the countries with a faster negotiation process had already reached the final step, and the entire Confederation headquarters was revitalized. One morning, Akingbade returned from the United States with bad news.
"The situation looks a little grim." Felix took a look at the headline, which stated in bright red letters that an Auror squad was sadly killed.
After he put down the newspaper, Akingbade briefly explained what had happened. A three-man Auror squad that was investigating the local government's secret control of young wizards had been involved in an accident, and there were no survivors.
"There was an armed force involved?" Felix asked in surprise.
"It was wizards, another group of wizards." Akingbade said, "It happened last night, the other squads received the final signal, but by the time they got there it was too late, and it was noticed by the reporters who were standing around the Congress ..."
Half an hour later, Felix appeared in the headquarters of the Magical Congress of the United States of America - Woolworth Building.
Three bodies were laid out before him. Horace Grimsditch, the president of the MACUSA, the Headmaster of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Director of Magical Security, along with Jura his deputy, and several high-ranking officials of the Congress were all present, with very unpleasant looks on their faces.
"Any clues so far?"
"There may be other wizard organizations involved," Horace Grimsditch said grimly, "I suspect they are descendants of the Scourers. I dispatched a large number of people around Halloween to monitor the suspicious-looking people passing by - it's perfectly feasible in theory, many wizards would make their purchases during the holiday season, and I figured someone would take advantage of the opportunity to fish in the muddy waters ..."
This is the plan he mentioned to Felix. But the plan only succeeded partially, the Aurors did find the anomaly, but they didn't come back alive to report the situation.
Felix did not dismiss the speculation about them being 'Scourers'. The Scourers had played the role of extremely infamous wizard traitors throughout history, similar to mercenaries who took money to do certain tasks, and at one point the American wizards treated them with disgust and hatred. When the Magical Congress of the United States of America was established, these people were immediately purged, and only a small percentage escaped punishment and were hidden within the muggle populace.
They were powerless to retaliate against the Congress, much less dare to use magic, and for this reason, they even actively abandoned their magically gifted children, and judging from subsequent developments, these people did not choose to cooperate with the government for a long time - as the former murderers who had sold out their fellow people for money to the Puritans and official radical groups, they knew too well what they would be subjected to, and their fear and hatred for the Magical Congress had been passed down from generation to generation.
So the incident with the twelve magically gifted children some time ago was really an accident. No, maybe it wasn't an accident. Felix thought sharply, what if the last time was a probing by some people? A test for wizards and public opinion? Suppose those children had constantly been subjected to the surveillance of a small group of people, and when the time was right they would be shipped to the unmarkable sea base, as a 'regular quota' that would be delivered every year, only this year it was used for other purposes ...
Felix carefully examined the remains of the three victims, and after a long pause, he looked up.
"I think these three Aurors came across the people we've been looking for, except those kids are now adults and even more importantly, they've become our enemies."
This was pretty much the worst-case scenario.
"Could it be that this secret plan has been going on for decades ... but even so, there's no way they could possibly confront formally trained Aurors, and those people didn't even receive a complete magic education." A bearded wizard on the scene - who is the Director of Magical Security - yelled out in disbelief.
"There's no need to get a complete 'schooling'." Felix corrected, "It's true that they would have difficulty in receiving proper magical instruction, but that doesn't mean they have to figure it out from scratch. The easiest thing to do ... just by gaining the trust of any random wizard, they can enter and leave the magical world at will, and easily buy publicly published magical books and potions, and they can even buy second-hand wands at black markets ..."
"As for whether or not their true level exceeds that of the Auror ... I can't discern, for the time being, there are multiple possibilities of what truly passed, such as these Aurors being careless, deceived, or really not skilled as expected, but one thing is for sure... ...their opponents were not ordinary folk, but highly trained and carefully groomed professionals."
A blurred portrait emerged from Felix's fingertips, and he leaned in close to examine the faceless face closely and whispered.
"No magic school is built to train undercover agents, assassins, or killers - we were educated to better control magic, as well as to develop and strengthen the wizarding community or at least to avoid decline. So wizards moved from the earliest days of homeschooling and mentorship to schooling, creating communities and branching out into many professions that seem dispensable to me, all for the betterment of wizard communities. But that's not how the antagonists hiding in the shadows think; they just want to squeeze as much as they can out of one aspect of their skills in the short term."
"It is worth an attempt to outline the environment in which those people grew up. Disregarding the ones who died due to various accidents, they generally left their parents before the age of eleven and have been drifting at sea for years since, undergoing various experiments, brainwashing, training ... and so on; when they get a little older, they come out on missions, so what are those missions?"
Horace Grimsditch felt a burst of chills, his mind worked quickly, then he suddenly turned his head to look at one person and said urgently, "Jura, immediately lead some squads to visit the common magic store to ask those shopkeepers whether they have received young wizards, their common characteristic is that they have more than once bought a variety of magic materials in bulk, and - -" he said with some difficulty: "Investigate those wizards who have lived away from the community, and find out if anyone has disappeared for unknown reasons in recent years?"
Jura's expression turned grave as he hurriedly left.
Several people present wore different expressions and did not speak for a long time. Finally, it was the Headmaster of the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who spoke out to break the silence: "Mr. Hap, according to this speculation, is it possible that the other party has trained powerful enough wizards?"
Felix pondered for a moment and then dismissed this possibility.
"Those people's overall quality can more or less be at the level of an average good Auror at the limit, and they are still only comparable in one aspect, there is no possibility of going further, let alone exploring the true meaning of magic ... As for the evidence, from the wounds left behind, they all casted regular spells with obvious Dark magic characteristics, this is not an indication of how profound their magical attainment is, but a reflection of magic imbalance; moreover they can't get advanced magic knowledges that are inaccessible to the public"
"From this, we can also conclude that no matter who the other party is, the time span in which they are doing this will not be too long, definitely not more than thirty years."
"Why are you so sure about that?"
"- Any longer than that, these people themselves will suffer a backlash, you know, the magic power of a wizard is directly connected to the soul and will directly reflect on the personalities and characters ..."
After a long silence.
"What's next?"
"The negotiations will continue as usual. I have a feeling that the next step of the negotiations will not go too smoothly, the hidden forces will try to obstruct the signing of the treaty by all means ... However, someone will show up voluntarily, which will help us find the key players. In addition, I also need to create a pair of maps."
...
The entire month of November was passed in a disturbing atmosphere. Although a dozen ministries of magic and local governments around the world who signed treaties recognized the status of the Constitution of the International Confederation of Wizards and Pan-Magical Alliance, there were many people who openly questioned the validity of this law, believing that organizations like the International Confederation of Wizards, which overruled various countries' ministries of magic and even the will of their governments, should be illegal and deserved to be banned.
In particular, some of its clauses are simply inconvenient to the various organizations and governments of some countries.
The delegation from the Magical Congress of the United States of America held three rounds of negotiations with the local government, but as the negotiations progressed, some issues of principle surfaced and proved to be irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, and the negotiations once again reached a deadlock. Some tough voices appeared openly in the news media: an anonymous congressman from a remote state proposed that the government should fund the establishment of a special school to create and take over the magic community of America. These remarks immediately gained the support of pharmaceutical companies and military groups, who expressed their willingness to make donations to this great cause.
But the next day the congressman cried in front of reporters about the "evil crimes" he had committed, and this almost immediately became evidence of the wizard's ability to control people's consciences, and a series of vicious events that had happened in the past was 'indirectly' linked to the wizard, and the delegation of the Magic Congress who spent most of the month negotiating, found that the public sentiment in the outside world had completely changed.
The cold reception given to the U.S. Magic Congress delegates, the boycott imposed on the International Confederation of Wizards, and the gradual spread of public opinion around the world all led to one conclusion - and this is exactly what many government think-tanks had agreed upon - that a head-on conflict would be inevitable.
In a way, it was even the outcome everyone was hoping for - provided it didn't happen in their own country - and for many, it seemed incredible that it took so long, making one wonder if magic was at play.
A group of more than two million people hidden beneath the surface, at odds with the world order, and wielding powers that exist only in books and fairy tales ... yet as of now, it is so strange that no conflict of a certain volume and scale has never been broken out as if everything was planned.
The shadow of war is never far away, initially some people in the United Kingdom began to parade, but as the situation in the United Kingdom stabilized, the eyes of the various countries turned to the most chaotic Africa, but although Africa is chaotic, skirmishes have repeatedly occurred, it has never really got out of hand, some people waited and waited, and the result of waiting arrived in the form of "Constitution of the International Confederation of Wizards and Pan-Magical Alliance", followed by drastic dozens of countries simultaneously carrying out negotiations ... how things have developed to this point is simply a wonder.
But some things can not be avoided, other means will only serve to delay and deter the inevitable, disputes that happened only on paper aren't enough to reflect the strength of the two different communities. Only after a real battle will the darker and more fickle minds will sink back into the decaying mud and acquiesce to the birth of a new order.
What caused disagreement among the wise men of various countries was when and where the conflict would break out, who would start it, and - in the end - how many people would be killed or injured, and could it be contained within certain limits?
The bad weather of November extended into early December, and with a group of people holding their breath and waiting with bated breath, the time came to the last month of 1997, and finally, Babajide Akingbade, the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Felix Hap, the first President of the International Pan-Magical Alliance, issued a serious statement to all the wizards.
A stone has stirred up a thousand waves!
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