The change Dumbledore wanted was for wizards to undergo a transformation of their own, gaining more room to survive while upholding the International Statute of Secrecy.
Not to enslave Muggles through war.
Because that path was impossible!
But wizards could not transform themselves merely by talking about it.
It required exceptional magical talent!
Without a doubt, in Dumbledore's eyes, Andy possessed that kind of talent.
But there was one difficulty.
—Andy had an irreconcilable conflict with the other wizards of the Wizarding World.
Andy was obsessed with magic.
The other wizards, however, only wanted to find respectable jobs.
Their differing beliefs made Andy somewhat dismissive of other wizards.
In other words, Andy did not care whether the others lived or died.
In Dumbledore's view, aside from a select few, Andy no longer regarded other wizards as his kind—indeed, in Andy's eyes, those wizards were no different from Muggles.
At that thought, Dumbledore felt a headache coming on.
He checked the time. It was already six in the morning.
Before he knew it, the entire night had passed.
Dumbledore rose and said, "Amelia, I need to return to Hogwarts to deal with a few matters, then head to Europe immediately."
"I'll leave Britain to you!"
Bones also rose. "Don't worry! Now that Voldemort is dead and most of the Death Eaters have been captured, I believe the Wizarding World will return to its former peace before long."
"But you... be careful!"
Dumbledore nodded slightly, then turned and left.
"Minister Bones..."
As soon as Dumbledore had gone, Scrimgeour said, "Don't you think everything has gone far too smoothly?"
"What are you trying to say?" Bones asked with a slight frown.
Scrimgeour hesitated for a moment before speaking frankly. "From Dumbledore's return to Voldemort's death, it only took him two days."
"And before