Chapter 321 Connecting Eco-Cities

Looking at the three exquisite hourglasses in the box, Ian nodded.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Ian is no stranger to time turners. He once bought an ancient time turner in Bojinbok's alchemy shop. Although it was a damaged item, the special rhythm on it was unforgettable.

Seeing Fudge sitting aside with his brows furrowed, looking like he was hesitating to speak, Ian knew that the other party had something else going on, although there was a high probability that Fudge was acting this way deliberately.

But he still decided to listen to what the other party had to say. After all, he was a favor to the other party regarding the time turner.

"Have you encountered any problems? Mr. Minister."

"The issue of site selection, Muggles are planning to establish sites for the second batch of ecological cities." Fudge seemed to sigh tiredly:

"Because of this issue, there has been a lot of quarrel in the ministry recently. Everyone has a lot of reasons, but they can't convince each other."

This was not a difficult task at first, but there were interests that could not be separated from it.

Although the old order still exists, there are already signs of division. This time the Ministry of Magic has been unable to unify on the issue of location, which is an obvious signal.

The root of all this is resources. In fact, there are many types of resources, but it is undeniable that population is also a resource.

Although this may sound inhumane, it is the fact that in the eyes of some people, population is just a resource.

Back to business.

There are only two ways for new wizards to come from, either from wizarding families or from Muggle families.

As for Muggles, who have a huge population base, the number of new wizards emerging every year is much greater than the number of new wizards born in wizarding families.

Therefore, as long as you can control a Muggle ecological city, you will have a steady stream of new wizards.

In fact, this is normal. Even if there is a magic school, there will not be forced allegiance in the Middle Ages. Like summer vacation, Christmas vacation, etc., you have to go home.

Let your family give you some advice, and then use some gentle methods to create some class contrasts by flattering the superior and suppressing the inferior. In this way, it is not easy to control these half-grown children.

Therefore, no matter whether they are pure-blood families, careerists, or politicians, they will not give up this interest, especially now that the future can be seen at a glance.

When Fudge raised this question now, it was obvious that he had an idea.

However, Ian didn't want to get involved. It wasn't because he couldn't help, but because these people's ideas were too simple.

Not to mention Dumbledore, Grindelwald alone would not be able to pass. With this great god suppressing him, wizards would not be allowed to fight among themselves for at least a hundred years.

Even if Dumbledore and Grindelwald die of old age, Ian will not allow this kind of oppression and infighting to occur. Living for a thousand and eight hundred years with the Sorcerer's Stone in hand is the same as playing games.

Unlike Nico Flamel, Ian knows his trump card - apocalyptic fungi resources. When the magic stone is exhausted, he can go over and harvest a crop of fungi at any time, and the magic stone can be recharged. It is truly inexhaustible.

However, Ian did not intend to clarify these words to Fudge. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Unfortunately, I can't help you in this matter. Balance is crucial no matter where you are."

He didn't intend to help Fudge. Although it was just a matter of words, it would undoubtedly break the existing balance.

Although I don't intend to help, I can still cause harm. Since there are already signs of breaking the earth and sealing the king, I will take the opportunity to suppress it to death.

"Mr. Minister, have you ever thought about the living environment of Muggles in the future? Even if there is room for extension spells, many people may only be able to stay in a small city for their entire lives."

Ian's words made Fudge's eyes freeze, and he was a little unclear about his intentions, but this did not affect his nature as a politician, and he could easily say it with a high-sounding tone.

"Yes, it is indeed very hard for them. Generations of people can only live there. If I could, I would really like to trade with them and let me suffer this. I will raise this matter with the ministry and let them pay attention to Muggles. life, and send condolences to them regularly.”

"Ha~" Ian chuckled. He didn't believe a word of what Fudge said.

"Since their lives are limited, why don't we break this limitation? I remember that the Gringotts goblins have an alchemy technology to make the disappearing cabinet..."

"Boom!" This sentence was no less than thunder on dry land in Fudge's heart. Since he couldn't drink a mouthful of soup, he simply threw rat droppings into the pot of soup and stopped everyone from drinking it.

With the connection of the disappearing cabinet, the possibility of a single family being dominated is completely avoided. If life is not good here, the family may move to an ecological city. Although it will take some effort, it also avoids being controlled by others.

And Fudge also knew that he was doing this out of righteousness. No matter what his starting point was, at least he was doing something for Muggles.

When the time comes, Fudge will still be the minister, even though he has the most righteous intentions and the secret support of Muggle family wizards.

As for whether the Gringotts goblins can still make vanishing cabinets, that's none of his business.

After all, you fairies used to be able to make it, but now you tell me that you can’t? Even if he couldn't do it, he had to do it, otherwise he really wouldn't mind letting the goblin see what the rights of a minister were.

…

Eventually, Ian returned to his B&B cabin in Sweden with three time-turners.

Ian has always been aware of Fudge's ambitions, and he doesn't mind helping Fudge on some innocuous matters, but today's incident has successfully erased his view of politicians.

To give an inappropriate example: before the war even started, people in the rear were already quarreling over the spoils of war.

"I've lived for half my life, but I still can't figure it out..."

Thinking of today's incident, Fudge's operation is probably not unique. It is just a microcosm of the world. The same drama may have been played out in many places.

"If the food doesn't taste good, then flip the table over..."

At this time, Ian is about to use Fudge's hand to completely overturn the table. As a person who has stood at the top of the pyramid of the wizarding world, he has similar ambitions to Grindelwald. He doesn't have much desire for power. He just wants to The magical world is peaceful and peaceful, with hundreds of flowers blooming.

"Dong~dongdong~"

The sound of movement outside the door interrupted Ian's thoughts. It was probably Hermione coming back from shopping. She looked up at the alarm clock and unknowingly it was already afternoon.

A few minutes later, Hermione appeared in the living room dressed in youthful and beautiful clothes.

"I thought you would come back in the evening, so I bought some special snacks and red wine for dinner."

As Hermione spoke, she opened her small satchel and took out a lot of beautifully packaged food.

At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, taking out the items in her bag one by one. She felt like a little hamster who went shopping. After returning home, she began to slowly sort out her trophies.

"This is shrimp paste toast, venison slices, open sandwich..." Hermione introduced various foods in detail.

"Pickled herrings?" Ian picked up a box of cans. The logo on it frightened him. How could Hermione have the guts to buy something with such a "smelly" reputation?

"It's not what you think." Hermione couldn't help but glared. "This is just ordinary pickled herring, not fermented canned herring."

Although she has lived in England since she was a child, she still knows the famous canned herring.

"Okay, I believe you for the time being." Ian put down the can of suspected biochemical weapons in his hand and asked: "Tomorrow I will make a wizard tower with a staff master. Do you want to come?"

"Wizard Tower?" Upon hearing this unfamiliar term, Hermione also put down the items in her hands with a curious look on her face.

"That's it..." Ian briefly explained to Hermione the contents of this morning's conversation, including the agreement with Gregorovich.

"Is this kind of thing useful?" Hermione was a little confused. She was not very optimistic about this wizard tower. It could release magic without skills. She thought it was like cheating on an exam, a bit opportunistic.

"I don't know, but we can go and have a look tomorrow. Anyway, it's a model."

Regarding Hermione's doubts, Ian did not defend himself. He will know the specific effect at a glance tomorrow. He is also looking forward to Grigovitch's idea.