"So, my comrades, do you understand what I mean?" Tierra asked with a smile.
"You mean that if Voldemort wants to achieve his goals by wielding the sword of racism, he must keep attacking and conquering—whether us or the Muggles?" Balázs Locke Hoffmannde, head of Germany's oldest wizarding family, suddenly realized.
"Very clever!" Tierra praised. "The current situation is the best possible one for us. Voldemort will certainly choose either us or the Muggles as his target, so what we need to do now is defend."
"Not merely military defense. More importantly, we must defend the battleground of public opinion," Tierra said. "Most important of all is the battleground of public opinion—or rather, the battleground of ideas."
"So how do we defend?" Tierra abruptly posed the question and pointed at Irina.
"Um... promote your greatness and spread your ideas?" Irina answered hesitantly.
"How do we defend?" Clearly dissatisfied with Irina's answer, Tierra turned and pointed at Arthur Weasley.
"Um... h-have children?" Arthur said.
"Exactly. Absolutely right," Tierra said. "Population. We must increase our population, and while doing so, improve people's happiness!"
"As long as we preserve our population advantage and hold our ground in public opinion, we need not fear Voldemort's offensive. And once he realizes that he cannot conquer us in a short time, then he will..." Tierra deliberately paused and looked over everyone seated in the banquet hall.
"He'll attack the Muggles!" Irina suddenly said.
Only now did Tierra's plan fully unfold before everyone.
"Yes, he will attack the Muggles," Tierra said approvingly.
"That is why we must have more children and build more bases. We must spread our population out and establish our bases, mixing them in with this Muggle land. They have no way to use weapons of mass destruction against us, nor do they have