Hosting a Feast, Decapitation, Taking Them In as Dogs

"This is my three-step plan," Tierra said. "Host a feast, decapitate them, then take them in as dogs."

"Host a feast: I use massive quantities of Galleons to buy resources."

"Decapitate them: through proxy wars, destroy the violent apparatus of their local Ministry of Magic and dismantle their authority and public credibility."

"Take them in as dogs: once the local magical resources have been heavily plundered, the local Ministry of Magic will either become comprador agents or collapse under the pressure, and the local magical society will regress to a tribal age."

"Hey, wait!" Hermione suddenly said. "Isn't what you're doing overthrowing a country?"

"To be precise, I'm overthrowing a Ministry of Magic," Tierra corrected.

"But... but... but..." Hermione said worriedly. "Won't this... won't this hurt innocent wizards?"

"No." Tierra stretched out a finger and tapped the table, along with the sandwiches, bread, milk, and cereal on it—

"What am I buying in bulk?" Tierra asked and answered himself. "Mandrake for brewing Curse-Breaking Potions, Dittany Flower for brewing Dittany Potion, and Valerian Sprigs... trees for making wands, living dragons and other magical creatures native to those places..."

"I'm not plundering cotton, linen, wheat, pork, beef, mutton, fruit, or vegetables. Their lives are perfectly sustainable. Not only sustainable—even because magic exists, they live far better than the local Muggle population." Tierra smiled. "What am I taking from them?"

"Yulia Squid, whose ink can print moving photographs and changing text onto ordinary paper."

"And high-altitude fir trees for making Flying Broomsticks; applewood, holly, poplar, and ebony for making wands... Lamp Flowers, Wind Spirit Grass, and Yunyun Rat fur for making Floo Powder."

"Their survival will not be affected," Tierra said. "The only thing affected is their ability to enjoy the conveniences brought by magic."

"What about afterward? What do you plan to