The news became public. The African Union was a thing of now. Common people had no idea what was even going on, they had simply thought, "Oh, it's good for them,"
But those in power knew it clear, it was all doing of Magnus' long years of work. And now, the King of Britain has a pull over the entire African Continent, while being a member of the European Union. Although the UK was late in joining the EU, it had already dethroned France and Germany as the sole big bosses.
Hence, now the UK sits in a comfortable position where the world will have to hear them if they say something. Other nations will have to take their offers and policies seriously.
Still, September was coming to an end, and in October, the Coronation of Magnus was to take place at Buckingham Palace. In the meantime, about 300 assassination attempts were made on him, all assassins died a gruesome death at the hands of his secret Goblin forces.
Thankfully, the High Table had enough brains to not go after his family, or else all deals would be off and their deaths would be the only salvation. The High Table got virtually kicked out of Africa once the African Union came into existence.
Now was the time to make the killing blow, the Middle East, not just that, Magnus had to control the rising religious extremism there. He tried to understand what was the key reason behind all this, religion was too complex and he had no time to really read each of them thoroughly, and since each religion had so many splits, there were too many ideologies.
His only way now was to revolutionise it, combine it and reform it into a more tolerable, simplistic, peaceful and accepting thing. The reform needed to start with Saudi Arabia, where his friend ruled. He was not against religion, he just wanted to streamline it so conflicts could stop.
...
"Hah, how are you, my world-famous friend? I heard your coronation is going to take place," King Faisal was on the call.
Magnus was in his home office, relaxing with his legs on the table, "You're invited for it."
"Of course, I will come to see you take the crown. It's not every day you get to see the rise of a legend to the throne," Faisal said, sweet-talking from his heart.
"Well, the legend is useless if others don't cooperate. So I am asking you, Faisal, it's time to start our little reform project, only then will the Arab region will ever see peace." Magnus got to the point.
Faisal was already accepting of this, Magnus had said it before, the day he stabilises Africa, he will aim for the Middle East and then the rest of Asia. America comes at last because that could only be defeated with money.
"You do know that by doing this I am technically betraying my entire family line. For the past 200 years, we have been Sunnis and have followed a Wahhabi ideology." Faisal sighed in response, he had tried to think a lot, of course, he was a religious man, but he also saw the changing times, with the way Magnus helped them set up the railway network, the infrastructure, the information reforms, all that had made Saudi Arabia a very moderate nation with high tolerance to other religions at this point. He has personally dealt with all the extremist elements. Besides, there were enough examples around his nation of how much of a fuckery extremism can cause.
Magnus, in response, gave his own example, "Well, I can understand. I am betraying my centuries-old tradition too. I am to be the head of the Church of England. I am a protestant. The wizards who work for me follow no religion, most of Eastern Europe follows Orthodoxy and the mid-Europe follows Catholicism. I have started my work on all of these three aspects.
"Most religions are like this in today's world. Heck, Hinduism and Buddhism are divided too. There is no harm in unifying each religion, it will only bring us all together,"
Faisal somewhat agreed, "I can understand you. But how will you stop people from spreading their own personal comprehension of religious texts? Recently that dumbass Gaddafi tried to do it, you killed him. You can't kill each one as there are too many. There are tribes in Afghanistan where each follows a variation of Islam since they were too detached from each other,"
"How did Saudi Arabia reform? It was because of not only your push but also social reforms and a boost in the economy. When a man has more money in his pocket and hundred of the cinema hall, restaurants, schools, colleges, gyms and other recreational places, he will use that money to go there, not to focus extra hard on religion. Honestly, I'm somewhat impressed with communism that they don't agree with religion, but again, they are known to immortalise their leaders to godhood." Magnus muttered, he and Faisal had known each other long enough now that they could be frank with each other.
"Yes, they got a few things right but everything else is a mess. Fine, I will talk to your Dragon Service leader and initiate the plan. See you soon," Faisal cut the call.
Sighing, Magnus felt his shoulder ache, too much work had been done in just a few days, "I wonder what Severus and Gryffindor four are doing,"
"MAG, look what I received," Emma walked into his office, holding an envelope. Since she lived so close now, most of her days were spent in Strawberry Hill House.
She simply sat down on his lap and gave the envelope to him. He looked, "Hmm, an invitation? Woah, they are too fast. Wedding of Lily Evans and James Potter on January 20th next year? Good for them I guess, but I hope these fools didn't send this to Severus too."
"Well, I'm gonna slap that witch if she did," Emma barked.
Laughing, he hugged her, making her lie her head on his shoulder, "I won't even stop you. By the way, are you ready to see me get crowned? You will be seen as the future queen after that. The papers already talk about you every other day since I never hold back from showing compassion in public,"
"Ugh... I don't want any stupid muggle security detail following me, I'm warning you already," she felt distasteful after having seen how many muggle securities was outside Magnus' home. She had to apparate in every time as she hated interacting with them. Making her go through the body scanner, she felt like a criminal.
"Huh, like I would let them be near you. Okay, let's go in, I gotta practise my speech, you can watch me with the three gremlins," he picked her in a princess carry.
"At least put me down, once they see this, they will ask you to pick them as well," her advice was well taken as Magnus quickly put her down. He had experienced it already.
"What are they even doing?" he wondered.
"Last I checked, Maximus was pulling George's hair, Aurelia was practising singing and dancing, saying she wants to be an actress, and Clementia was drawing with crayons."
Magnus didn't like the middle part, "Why? Why does she want to be an actress? That's the worst profession a pretty girl can go for. She can own any Hollywood studio she wants,"
"Come on, don't be so overprotective of her, you can have her act in your movies, and besides, once she's in Hogwarts, her priorities will change," Emma muttered.
"We don't even know if they are wizards though," he sighed.
"But they are, Aurelia was hovering the fake mic to dance and sing, Clementia was magically using multiple crayons without using her hand and Maximus made the cookie jar fly to him," Emma blurted.
(￣□￣;)
He quickly ran back to the main house and found the three in the living room. as Emma said, Clementia was lying on the rug and drawing, the crayons were moving on their own. Aurelia was singing to a hovering mic and dancing to the songs on television. Maximus was running around with a few cookie jars as George chased him.
"THEY ARE WIZARDS! YES YES! HELL YEAH!" He cheered loudly, scaring the three. Ragnar, who was in the basement, heard him and came running.
"WHAT T..." he noticed the same scene and hugged Magnus, "They are wizards, Mag. WIZARDS!"
The news became public. The African Union was a thing of now. Common people had no idea what was even going on, they had simply thought, "Oh, it's good for them,"
But those in power knew it clear, it was all doing of Magnus' long years of work. And now, the King of Britain has a pull over the entire African Continent, while being a member of the European Union. Although the UK was late in joining the EU, it had already dethroned France and Germany as the sole big bosses.
Hence, now the UK sits in a comfortable position where the world will have to hear them if they say something. Other nations will have to take their offers and policies seriously.
Still, September was coming to an end, and in October, the Coronation of Magnus was to take place at Buckingham Palace. In the meantime, about 300 assassination attempts were made on him, all assassins died a gruesome death at the hands of his secret Goblin forces.
Thankfully, the High Table had enough brains to not go after his family, or else all deals would be off and their deaths would be the only salvation. The High Table got virtually kicked out of Africa once the African Union came into existence.
Now was the time to make the killing blow, the Middle East, not just that, Magnus had to control the rising religious extremism there. He tried to understand what was the key reason behind all this, religion was too complex and he had no time to really read each of them thoroughly, and since each religion had so many splits, there were too many ideologies.
His only way now was to revolutionise it, combine it and reform it into a more tolerable, simplistic, peaceful and accepting thing. The reform needed to start with Saudi Arabia, where his friend ruled. He was not against religion, he just wanted to streamline it so conflicts could stop.
...
"Hah, how are you, my world-famous friend? I heard your coronation is going to take place," King Faisal was on the call.
Magnus was in his home office, relaxing with his legs on the table, "You're invited for it."
"Of course, I will come to see you take the crown. It's not every day you get to see the rise of a legend to the throne," Faisal said, sweet-talking from his heart.
"Well, the legend is useless if others don't cooperate. So I am asking you, Faisal, it's time to start our little reform project, only then will the Arab region will ever see peace." Magnus got to the point.
Faisal was already accepting of this, Magnus had said it before, the day he stabilises Africa, he will aim for the Middle East and then the rest of Asia. America comes at last because that could only be defeated with money.
"You do know that by doing this I am technically betraying my entire family line. For the past 200 years, we have been Sunnis and have followed a Wahhabi ideology." Faisal sighed in response, he had tried to think a lot, of course, he was a religious man, but he also saw the changing times, with the way Magnus helped them set up the railway network, the infrastructure, the information reforms, all that had made Saudi Arabia a very moderate nation with high tolerance to other religions at this point. He has personally dealt with all the extremist elements. Besides, there were enough examples around his nation of how much of a fuckery extremism can cause.
Magnus, in response, gave his own example, "Well, I can understand. I am betraying my centuries-old tradition too. I am to be the head of the Church of England. I am a protestant. The wizards who work for me follow no religion, most of Eastern Europe follows Orthodoxy and the mid-Europe follows Catholicism. I have started my work on all of these three aspects.
"Most religions are like this in today's world. Heck, Hinduism and Buddhism are divided too. There is no harm in unifying each religion, it will only bring us all together,"
Faisal somewhat agreed, "I can understand you. But how will you stop people from spreading their own personal comprehension of religious texts? Recently that dumbass Gaddafi tried to do it, you killed him. You can't kill each one as there are too many. There are tribes in Afghanistan where each follows a variation of Islam since they were too detached from each other,"
"How did Saudi Arabia reform? It was because of not only your push but also social reforms and a boost in the economy. When a man has more money in his pocket and hundred of the cinema hall, restaurants, schools, colleges, gyms and other recreational places, he will use that money to go there, not to focus extra hard on religion. Honestly, I'm somewhat impressed with communism that they don't agree with religion, but again, they are known to immortalise their leaders to godhood." Magnus muttered, he and Faisal had known each other long enough now that they could be frank with each other.
"Yes, they got a few things right but everything else is a mess. Fine, I will talk to your Dragon Service leader and initiate the plan. See you soon," Faisal cut the call.
Sighing, Magnus felt his shoulder ache, too much work had been done in just a few days, "I wonder what Severus and Gryffindor four are doing,"
"MAG, look what I received," Emma walked into his office, holding an envelope. Since she lived so close now, most of her days were spent in Strawberry Hill House.
She simply sat down on his lap and gave the envelope to him. He looked, "Hmm, an invitation? Woah, they are too fast. Wedding of Lily Evans and James Potter on January 20th next year? Good for them I guess, but I hope these fools didn't send this to Severus too."
"Well, I'm gonna slap that witch if she did," Emma barked.
Laughing, he hugged her, making her lie her head on his shoulder, "I won't even stop you. By the way, are you ready to see me get crowned? You will be seen as the future queen after that. The papers already talk about you every other day since I never hold back from showing compassion in public,"
"Ugh... I don't want any stupid muggle security detail following me, I'm warning you already," she felt distasteful after having seen how many muggle securities was outside Magnus' home. She had to apparate in every time as she hated interacting with them. Making her go through the body scanner, she felt like a criminal.
"Huh, like I would let them be near you. Okay, let's go in, I gotta practise my speech, you can watch me with the three gremlins," he picked her in a princess carry.
"At least put me down, once they see this, they will ask you to pick them as well," her advice was well taken as Magnus quickly put her down. He had experienced it already.
"What are they even doing?" he wondered.
"Last I checked, Maximus was pulling George's hair, Aurelia was practising singing and dancing, saying she wants to be an actress, and Clementia was drawing with crayons."
Magnus didn't like the middle part, "Why? Why does she want to be an actress? That's the worst profession a pretty girl can go for. She can own any Hollywood studio she wants,"
"Come on, don't be so overprotective of her, you can have her act in your movies, and besides, once she's in Hogwarts, her priorities will change," Emma muttered.
"We don't even know if they are wizards though," he sighed.
"But they are, Aurelia was hovering the fake mic to dance and sing, Clementia was magically using multiple crayons without using her hand and Maximus made the cookie jar fly to him," Emma blurted.
(￣□￣;)
He quickly ran back to the main house and found the three in the living room. as Emma said, Clementia was lying on the rug and drawing, the crayons were moving on their own. Aurelia was singing to a hovering mic and dancing to the songs on television. Maximus was running around with a few cookie jars as George chased him.
"THEY ARE WIZARDS! YES YES! HELL YEAH!" He cheered loudly, scaring the three. Ragnar, who was in the basement, heard him and came running.
"WHAT T..." he noticed the same scene and hugged Magnus, "They are wizards, Mag. WIZARDS!"
