Just as Madam Prime Minister received the news and began rushing about in the Muggle World to secure favorable conditions for Hermione in the shortest possible time, the office of Minister Granger also welcomed a guest who was both unexpected and yet entirely expected.
"I was just wondering when you would come, Headmaster Dumbledore."
Hermione set down her quill, stood up, and walked over to Headmaster Dumbledore, politely shaking his hand to greet him.
In the office of Minister Granger, she showed none of the demeanor of a good student she usually displayed at Hogwarts; she was every bit the mature and reliable Minister Granger.
"Please, sit." Gesturing toward the sofa nearby, Hermione sat on the sofa beside him after Headmaster Dumbledore had taken his seat.
"I am truly happy to see that you have adapted to this role, Minister Granger. Congratulations."
Headmaster Dumbledore looked at Hermione before him with kindness. It was truly wonderful; the future of the British Wizarding World was already rising.
"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore," Hermione said, pouring a cup of black tea for him. "I still have much to learn."
"Minister Granger is too modest," Headmaster Dumbledore shook his head, took the black tea, and took a small sip. "Miss Amanda is not by your side? That is a rare occurrence."
"Amanda has gone to help me handle some matters in the Muggle World."
When mentioning Amanda, the expression on Hermione's face softened involuntarily. "You must have heard from Mr. Shacklebolt that I have just had the Peace Party established in the Muggle World, but I still need to handle the House of Commons. Is that why you have come, Headmaster Dumbledore?"
"Yes," Headmaster Dumbledore was silent for two seconds. He looked at Hermione, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes. "I apologize; it is not that I do not trust my student, but Minister Granger, allowing Wizards to enter the Muggle Parliament would likely lead to Wizarding rule over Muggles. That should run contrary to your own ideas, should it not?"
"Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore," Hermione nodded with a smile. "Wizards and Muggles."
As she spoke, she extended her right hand and rotated it to illustrate. "They should be like the palm and the back of a hand—one entity, complementing each other, yet separate and equal, not interfering with one another. Therefore, I will not allow even a single Wizard to enter the House of Commons."
Listening to Hermione's words, Headmaster Dumbledore pondered, feeling that he was unable to fully see through his student.
Or rather, unable to see through what she and Miss Amanda were actually planning to do.
"I have some understanding of the Muggle World. For Minister Granger to achieve her goal, it would require the majority of the members in the House of Commons to belong to the Peace Party you just founded."
"Yes." Hermione nodded in agreement. Having lived in the Muggle World for so many years, she naturally understood this.
"Then..." Headmaster Dumbledore looked at Hermione, confused.
Hermione smiled and spread her hands. "I only said that Wizards would not enter the House of Commons; I never said that Muggles could not join the Peace Party."
"The Peace Party, as the name implies, welcomes anyone who loves peace and supports peace to join, including those members of Parliament."
A flash of sharp insight crossed Hermione's eyes. How could she possibly cause a phenomenon where Wizards ruled over Muggles?
She was simply going to poach people openly, legitimately, and very rapidly.
"So that is it," Headmaster Dumbledore stroked his white beard. "So Miss Amanda has gone to do just that?"
"Yes," Hermione said, her face revealing a look of speculation. "She said that the things she had prepared previously could now come in handy."
"But she did not say what she had prepared. She only said that when she returns, I should cooperate by recording a video, explaining my own philosophy and what I will do after taking office."
"She is even keeping secrets from me; really..."
Watching Hermione, who had "broken character" to show her girlish side, Headmaster Dumbledore picked up his black tea and took another sip.
He looked up at the painting hanging in Hermione's office, which clearly depicted a Muggle and a Wizard shaking hands in harmony.
He felt that he could truly rest easy, let go, and enjoy his twilight years.
The younger generation knew very well what they wanted, and they had never deviated from that path, had they?
While Hermione was hosting Headmaster Dumbledore in the office of Minister Granger, Amanda had arrived outside Dilworth's house via Apparition.
Seeing the old gentleman who had come out to greet her, Amanda bowed slightly to express her respect.
This old gentleman, who had never joined any political party in his life and had dedicated himself solely to serving the ordinary citizens, was absolutely worthy of her bow.
"I already knew the purpose of your visit from your letter, Miss Amanda."
Dilworth looked steadily at Amanda before him, his expression one of silent complexity.
"Why do you want to stir up these muddy waters? The power dynamics in the Y Country Muggle World are intricate and complex; it is not a very good place to be."
"But you have already turned the Wizarding World into a paradise; the chance of war breaking out between the Muggle World and the Wizarding World is almost non-existent."
Neither side was a fool. Hadn't they seen that over in the United States, even though both sides were eyeing each other covetously, they only dared to launch minor sneak attacks or assassinations against each other?
Launching a large-scale battle—who would dare? Were they not afraid of other countries seizing the opportunity to come in and wipe them all out?
"I understand."
Amanda nodded with a solemn expression, then revealed a touch of gentleness. "But my partner and I, we hope that everyone in the world can enjoy peace and every family can achieve happiness, so the Wizarding World will not be our end goal."
"Mr. Dilworth, if you had endured suffering—some unforgettable, bone-deep suffering—would you still want others to endure that same suffering?"
Taking a deep breath, Dilworth's mind echoed with Amanda's words just now.
Peace for everyone, happiness for every family, and what that Miss Granger had always insisted on: the ordinary people come first. But could they succeed with this philosophy?
"Even with us independent members of Parliament added, your numbers are definitely not enough."
Regardless of whether they could succeed, the fact that he had come out to meet this Miss Amanda had already made his stance clear, hadn't it?
"We will have enough numbers." Amanda chuckled and pulled a tablet she had just received from her subordinate factory not long ago from her wizard robe pocket, opening a video.
"The general trend is irreversible, Mr. Dilworth. I believe everyone in the House of Commons will make the right choice."
Dilworth's eyes stared fixedly at the tablet in Amanda's hand. The video inside was clearly filmed on the seabed.
In the video, a high-power specialized underwater searchlight illuminated a very large area of the sea.
Right in that area of the sea, a steel behemoth that seemed endless at a glance was floating quietly. Even though the searchlight had illuminated a distance of nearly one thousand meters, this terrifying steel behemoth still had a significant portion of its "body" hidden in the darkness of the seawater.
"peace-class sky continent, amphibious. It's just that one year is too short; even with the help of magic, I have only built five."
Only built five?!
Still only? Dilworth felt his aged heart could barely take it. This Miss Amanda actually had four more of these terrifying things?!
This was truly... thank God Miss Amanda and her partner Miss Granger loved peace.
Even the name of this steel behemoth was Peace. It must be peaceful. Once this thing appeared, other places might not be, but the Y Country would certainly be peaceful.
He now understood what Miss Amanda meant by the irreversible general trend.
It was no longer a matter of Miss Granger trying to find a way to handle the House of Commons and then becoming the prime minister; it was the House of Commons that had to use every means to "tie" Miss Granger to their ship.
Tie her to the Muggle World's ship. Otherwise, the House of Commons existed today, but who knew if it would still exist tomorrow?
It was true that Miss Granger and Miss Amanda loved peace, but everyone here was an old fox; who would pin their hopes on someone else's kindness?
It must be that everyone was on the same ship; that was the only way to be reliable!
"I think I have no more questions." Dilworth tried hard to remain calm and shook his head slightly, though his tightly clenched hands betrayed his overwhelming excitement.
After so many years, he finally had the chance to see the day when ordinary citizens were held in high regard.
He had spent his whole life working for the ordinary citizens of the Y Country, and now, finally...
"All independent members of the House of Commons will join the Peace Party. We support peace and equality entering every household."
"Thank you for your support, Mr. Dilworth."
Leaving Dilworth's home, Amanda walked onto the street outside, looking at the people walking along the street around her.
Full of vitality, everyone was vivid and alive, but it was not enough, not enough...
Everyone deserved to live better. Tightening her wizard robe slightly, Amanda's figure vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.
When she appeared again, she was already inside an incredibly massive factory.
Automated weapons reacted instantly, and various weapons popped out, aiming at Amanda.
Even the peace-class sea-air warships, over five hundred meters long on the assembly line, had their cannons turned toward her.
Quite intelligent, Amanda thought, the corners of her lips curling slightly.
Until a team of security personnel, fully encased in green armor, ran over and verified Amanda's identity, the automated weapons alert was completely lifted.
Looking at the security personnel who had started reporting their work to her for some reason, and looking at the green armor they wore.
Amanda inevitably thought of the Enforcement Agents she used to be familiar with; they also wore such armor.
Of course, theirs was called special anti-riot gear, while the armor Amanda designed was undoubtedly a super-enhanced version of what the Enforcement Agents wore.
At the same time, out of personal preference, she had set the color of this armor to a more vibrant green. If she had set it to black...
She would feel a bit disgusted, Amanda thought.
"Very good, everyone. Your security work is excellent; I am proud of you."
"It is precisely because of you that I can be completely at ease with my factory."
After listening carefully to the security personnel's report on their work, Amanda was not stingy with her praise and appreciation.
Even with the obstruction of the armor, the security personnel's happiness could not be hidden.
These people were almost all individuals who had been unable to enter university in the Y Country.
They, who might have been discriminated against when going out to work, had been directly admitted to the school founded by Amanda when they thought their path of learning had come to an end.
She not only provided them with education but also work. Some discovered their talents at school, and even if you had no talent, you could become a security guard or a factory manufacturing worker.
In Amanda's manufacturing factory, the first thing the workers manufactured were the automated machines that could replace their jobs.
However, according to Amanda's regulations, before the workers' daily six-hour working time was exhausted, automated machines were a secondary choice to the workers.
"Compared to automated machines, I trust manual labor more. Moreover, the workers need money; they need income, so I am more willing to spend more on this aspect rather than on the electricity bills for more automated machines."
That was how she had instructed the factory management at the beginning of the factory's establishment. With the periodic inspections by Senior Platt and her two mothers, these factories had implemented this quite well.
After all, while it might be difficult for Muggles to check whether these were implemented, and they might even have their information leaked in advance.
But Wizards were different. If they wanted to check, they could go anywhere at any time via Apparition.
There was no way to guard against it. If it was done properly, it was done properly; if it wasn't, it was bound to be discovered.
Under such circumstances, which factory would dare to feign compliance?
After briefly greeting the security personnel, the factory management who had rushed over, and the workers, Amanda began her filming.
This was her adding material for tomorrow's House of Commons meeting.
Tomorrow, Madam Prime Minister would announce her resignation, then the House of Commons would convene, and Madam Prime Minister would play this video in public, announcing the arrival of Hermione and her to everyone.
Perhaps the process was not so formal, but she felt... those future members of their Peace Party in the House of Commons should not mind this.
"They certainly will not mind."
Hermione watched the video Amanda had filmed, feeling that doing anything else seemed superfluous and just going through the motions.
With these... did she really still need to campaign?
"Hermione, let's film another promotional advertisement for the general public."
Amanda said, lifting her video camera and stepping back to aim it at Hermione.
For the general public, it had to be filmed more seriously; after all, it was not for those members of Parliament.
Hermione adjusted her ladies' suit and nodded at Amanda.
"Three, two, one, start!"
"Hello everyone in the Muggle World. I believe you should already know me."
Hermione smiled gently at the video camera in Amanda's hand. "My name is Hermione Granger..."
At midnight that night, a piece of breaking news shocked the entire Y Country Muggle World: their Madam Prime Minister had suddenly resigned.
The House of Commons meeting would be held tomorrow morning to elect a new prime minister. Under the suppression of this explosive breaking news.
The establishment of the Peace Party and the collective joining of the Peace Party by independent members of Parliament seemed to have become news that no one paid attention to.
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