"It was you!"
Before the prime minister even realized what he was doing, he sprang from his chair!
Though he consciously tried to maintain his dignity before these two senior figures from an alternative group hidden among the public, his face had turned livid, and he could not help roaring,
"This was all your doing! Oh, this is so unfair!
I've spent an entire week worrying myself sick over this!
Why do I have to endlessly explain to reporters that my government has not been testing nuclear weapons beneath London, and that the behemoth in the Far East has not sent bombers and armored columns to Britain?
You—you—"
The prime minister panted heavily.
"You should step forward and take responsibility!"
Amosta and Amelia exchanged looks.
"Do you truly need us to step forward and explain everything to your people?"
Amosta's tone was gentle.
"Forgive me for saying so, but although I personally have reservations about the policy the wizards of various countries have maintained for centuries—that is, completely separating the wizarding world from the Muggle world—
I believe we can all agree that suddenly revealing the magical world to your people would likely cause even greater chaos."
Um—
The prime minister was speechless. After a moment, he slumped back onto the sofa.
The Deputy Chairman was right. Even if the behemoth in the Far East truly drove its armored columns into London's outskirts, the unrest it caused would not be greater than if people learned that magic truly existed in this world!
"Then, Mr. prime minister—"
Amelia glanced at the antique clock in the corner before looking sternly at the prime minister.
"May I assume that you have fully accepted the existence of the magical world, and fully recognized the danger that Voldemort, the most evil wizard in history, poses