"This...?" Scrimgeour was at a loss for words.
He had thought Will would choose either England or America. He had never expected Austria.
"Whether we put the magical university in England or America, someone on either side will be unhappy. Neutral ground like Austria is the better choice. Besides, Austria's wizarding world is weak, so we won't have to worry about them taking too much advantage of us. Negotiate with the Magical Congress of the United States of America. As for Austria's wizarding world, they'll probably be delighted to have a school like this built there."
In truth, Will did not particularly care where this magical school was built. Most countries other than England would do, though somewhere with a weak wizarding world, like Austria, would be best. Their weakness would make it easier for him to maintain control.
It was already late at night when Will left the Ministry of Magic.
Scrimgeour sat at his desk, looking at the mountain of documents piled on it, and let out a long sigh.
He needed time to digest everything Will had said. The magical university, Austria, the Magical Congress of the United States of America... every one of these matters carried enormous weight.
Still, now that Will had declared his support, Scrimgeour had no reason to hesitate.
Scrimgeour picked up his quill and began drafting a new proposal. He had to finalize the details with the Magical Congress of the United States of America as soon as possible, then make a public announcement. This could not be delayed any longer; he needed to devote more of his attention to dealing with Voldemort.
A few days later, in a remote village in Yorkshire, Northern England.
The houses here were dilapidated, the population sparse, and the place looked rather desolate.
Lupin