Although the fundamental reason for asking Amanda to look at the Anti-Curse Hat was to make it easier for them to give Hermione Potion.
However, their desire to further improve the Anti-Curse Hat was also genuine.
Therefore, as Amanda held up the Anti-Curse Hat and discussed various improvement methods and the Charms that could be used, George listened intently beside her, even taking notes on many things.
This made Amanda feel a bit embarrassed. So, he was really this serious?
She felt that George probably hadn't been this serious even during normal classes.
After wandering around Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, Ron paid for a large pile of goods made by his older brothers, claiming that it had drained more than half of his accumulated pocket money.
Coming out of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, Hermione raised her right hand and checked the time: 8:59 AM.
Amanda, standing next to her, looked up at the sky. "One minute left."
In one minute, the secondary cannon of the peace-class sky continent would fire, and the entire world would be able to witness this "grand spectacle."
Amanda and Hermione stayed where they were, looking up at the sky. Ron and Harry also couldn't help but walk over, clutching the items they had just bought from Weasleys Wizard Wheezes.
"What are you looking at?" Ron curiously looked up at the sky.
"We're waiting for the biggest fireworks show the world has ever seen."
As Amanda spoke, she curled her lips into a smile, a look that made Harry, standing next to her, acutely sense that something was off.
Why did Amanda's smile make it feel like... that firework wasn't going to be much like a firework at all?
Exactly at nine o'clock, a muzzle slowly rose from the side of the peace-class sky continent floating above Y Country. The secondary cannon faced forward and fired without even taking time to charge up. Hermione demanded it fire exactly at nine, and it fired exactly at nine, not delaying for a single second.
A crimson laser beam instantly sliced through the sky. Harry and Ron only managed to catch a glimpse of red, not even knowing what had just passed by.
"What just went past?" Ron looked at Hermione, utterly confused. When that red light passed just now, he seemed to feel a wave of heat wash over him.
Was it an illusion?
Boom!
Before Hermione could even answer, the secondary cannon of the peace-class sky continent had already circled the Earth and finally struck outside the coastline of M Country.
This explosion echoed throughout the world. The seawater within a radius of two thousand kilometers was instantly evaporated, and the ocean looked as if a hole had been punched through it.
A massive amount of water vapor shot straight up toward the sky and spread outwards. Coastal cities in M Country were instantly enveloped by thick steam, and these cities were simultaneously about to experience the heaviest and longest-lasting downpour since their construction.
Even though the secondary cannon of the peace-class sky continent did not directly target M Country, its collateral effects indirectly amounted to a weather weapon.
"That is the biggest firework the world has currently experienced."
Hermione said with a faint smile, turning back to look at Harry and Ron, who were standing rooted to the spot.
She reached out and patted their shoulders. "Come on, it's time for us to go buy clothes."
As for the rest, she believed that without her intervention, M Country and the other nations in O.M. should know what to do.
After all, everyone is smart, right? They must understand the situation.
Amanda turned and followed Hermione, silently calculating the power generated by the peace-class sky continent's secondary cannon based on the loudness of the sound she had just heard.
"It was probably seventy-five percent of its full power."
In less than two minutes, Amanda reached a conclusion. Harry, walking beside her, felt a sudden chill down his spine upon hearing this and couldn't help but lean in to ask.
"Amanda, seventy-five percent of the full power of what?"
It couldn't have been that blast just now, could it? What exactly was fired? And judging by what Amanda said, it wasn't even at full power?
"You know about the peace-class sky continent, right?" Amanda turned to look at Harry, who nodded affirmatively.
"Yeah, I know. It was revealed the day Hermione took office as prime minister. I saw it on the television."
"Wait, are you saying that was the peace-class sky continent's main cannon? A main cannon not used at full power?"
Harry swallowed hard. If that was the result without using full power, what would the peace-class sky continent's main cannon look like at full power... And Amanda and Hermione controlled five more battleships of the same class.
Once again, Harry felt that compared to Voldemort, perhaps Amanda and Hermione were the more terrifying party.
After all, Voldemort had to kill people one by one, but the two of them could destroy entire cities in heaps.
He dared not imagine how terrified he would be if he were Voldemort facing these two opponents, Amanda and Hermione.
No, no, no, Harry shook his head vigorously. Why did he compare himself to that thing, Voldemort? That was far too detrimental to himself.
"Main cannon?"
After hearing Harry's words, Amanda looked at him with an expression that said, 'What nonsense are you talking about?'
"How could the peace-class sky continent's main cannon only have this much power? That was the secondary cannon."
"Secondary cannon?!" Harry couldn't help but gasp aloud, causing Ron and Ginny nearby to look over.
"If seventy-five percent power from the secondary cannon is like that, what about the main cannon?"
"The main cannon, huh?" Amanda raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you take a guess, Harry?"
"No," Harry gave an awkward laugh. "Amanda, who exactly are these weapons you've built meant to fight?"
Forget Voldemort, even the former Muggle Government of Country Y wouldn't be worthy of being targeted by these weapons. Calling it using a cannon to shoot a mosquito wouldn't even cover it.
"My hypothetical enemy is the entire human race." The expression on Amanda's face vanished instantly, as if she had reverted to her previous state of being completely emotionless.
"To maintain peace among humans, the first thing you must ensure is that you are the absolute peak, overwhelmingly superior to the entire human race."
Raising a finger and waving it slightly, Amanda turned around and followed Hermione into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. All five of them—including Harry, Ron, and Ginny—had been growing rapidly recently, and their robes were long overdue for replacement.
Entering the robe shop, Harry, Ron, and Ginny were still reeling from the shock of Amanda's words, while Amanda immediately spotted Draco and his mother, Narcissa, who were also buying robes.
Both of them looked to be in good spirits, looking quite radiant.
However, it was also noticeable that their demeanor was much more subdued than before, likely because Lucius Malfoy had been arrested by her.
Amanda thought this to herself. Come to think of it, the heads of those Pure-blood families had already been locked up by her for two years.
For the past two years, Amanda had kept them imprisoned in Ravenclaw Castle. At least they certainly wouldn't starve or thirst.
But their mental state... that wasn't something Amanda needed to worry about.
After all, they had tried to kill Amanda when she arrested them. She couldn't possibly be so kind as to provide them with delicious food and drink and psychological counseling after capturing them.
It was already generous of her to spare their lives.
"Madam Malfoy, Draco, you both look well. Has Voldemort not been harassing you?"
After exchanging a glance with Hermione, Amanda smiled and walked forward. Hearing Amanda's voice, Narcissa and Draco both visibly flinched.
They turned around and looked at Amanda with eyes even more terrified than those they reserved for Voldemort. Currently, Amanda was far more frightening than Voldemort in their eyes.
Of course, that referred to her power and boldness, not her ruthlessness.
"You-Know-Who came twice," Narcissa said with a forced smile. "But thanks to the defensive Charms Miss Amanda helped set up previously, he couldn't successfully enter Malfoy Manor."
"That's good." Amanda smiled kindly and looked at Draco, who seemed hesitant to say something but was too afraid to speak.
"What do you want to say? Go ahead."
Draco took a deep breath, gathering his courage before speaking.
"Thank you, Amanda. I understand now that if you hadn't protected Mum and me, we would have been thoroughly tormented by You-Know-Who."
He gave a helpless smile, and Amanda nodded knowingly.
"Have you heard about what happened to those other Pure-blood families?"
Those Pure-blood families who had absolutely refused to join Amanda's faction rushed to align themselves with Voldemort as soon as he resurrected.
However, no good outcome awaited them. On the contrary, many of them were severely punished by Voldemort using the Cruciatus Curse.
When he received this news, Draco couldn't help but feel fortunate that he and his mother were under Amanda's protection.
Yet, the fact that his father had been arrested by Amanda also instilled fear in him, along with a degree of resentment.
"But, but my father," Draco hesitated, looking up at Amanda. "When will you release him?"
"After Voldemort is completely dead."
Amanda gave a definite answer. "I will release him after Voldemort is completely dead."
Just as Draco let out a sigh of relief, Amanda added another sentence: "But this does not mean your father will be completely fine."
Draco's momentary relief instantly vanished. He looked nervously at Amanda, afraid she would say she was locking his father in Azkaban or killing him outright.
"It is an undeniable fact that your father harmed Muggles in the first half of his life. His hands are stained with the blood of ordinary people from the Muggle World."
"Therefore, for the rest of his life, I require him to persistently participate in the promotion of equality between Muggles and Wizards."
"Along with the heads of the other Pure-blood families, he must promote the concept of equality and mutual benefit."
"This is the punishment for your father and the others."
"Understood." Draco quickly nodded. It was already excellent that his father would be released and wouldn't have to go to prison.
It was just cooperating with the promotion of Muggle and Wizard equality, which was the reality now anyway. Asking his father to cooperate shouldn't be a problem.
After seeing the Malfoy mother and son leave the robe shop, the five of them, including Amanda, began to be measured for their custom-made robes.
As Amanda raised the wages of ordinary people in the Wizarding World and lowered overall prices, the Weasley family children no longer needed to buy second-hand robes.
While Amanda and Hermione sat on a sofa in the robe shop waiting for their robes, the Muggle World was already in an uproar because of the secondary cannon shot.
The M Country Foreign Ministry first issued a condemnation against Y Country, accusing them of disrupting world peace and simultaneously demanding that Y Country share its technology with the world to ensure stability and fairness among everyone.
In response to this statement, Y Country's spokesperson, following Hermione's prior instructions, said only one word: Scram.
Facing such a blunt insult, the reporters responsible for interviewing and live broadcasting below the stage were stunned.
They had worked for so many years and had never seen a country's spokesperson be so rude and lack the art of conversation as Y Country's was this time.
Y Country's spokesperson expressed in response, "Politeness my foot! Art of conversation my foot!"
Prime Minister Granger's script for her was that simple: face M Country's unreasonable demands and tell them to scram.
She also warned M Country that if they dragged this out any longer, a secondary cannon shot of the same power would be aimed at the The White House tomorrow.
Hermione wanted world peace, fair and equal lives for everyone, and ordinary people to live and work in contentment.
To achieve this, she didn't mind preemptively eliminating those unwilling to live this way.
As soon as the news was released, ordinary citizens in the same city as the The White House dropped everything they were doing and ran out of the city as quickly as possible.
Just as the people at the The White House also wanted to evacuate, their computer and broadcasting systems were instantly hacked.
"Warning: All your administrative personnel have been locked on. Anyone who attempts to leave without authorization will be precisely targeted and killed immediately."
The M Country President silently retracted the foot he was about to step out of his office with, his face as dark as if he had just seen his dog relieve itself on his bed.
At the same time, O.M. clearly had no desire to persist. Seeing that M Country was failing, they quickly approved Y Country's application to withdraw from O.M. and by
They even proactively called Y Country to inform them of the result, solely to make Y Country feel that they had actively cooperated and should not be targeted if fighting broke out.
The relevant Y Country personnel simply acknowledged this and then immediately hung up the phone.
They currently had no time to deal with these people; Prime Minister Granger's major assigned task had not yet been completed.
"Hurry up! There are still two pieces here that haven't been scanned. These need to be returned immediately, so quickly save the digital copies as required."
"Oh God," the hurried staff member stood up and vigorously pounded their waist. "If it weren't for the five times overtime pay, I wouldn't be doing this. I'm exhausted."
"Stop complaining," said the staff member who had just finished scanning a bronze artifact, standing up next to him. "There are still hundreds of pieces waiting behind us."
"Prime Minister Granger said that the repatriation process must be completed before she starts school."
"Got it," another staff member carefully placed the newly scanned bronze artifact into a container and locked it. "But when Prime Minister Granger proposed the repatriation plan, did no one in Parliament object?"
"Who would dare object? Who could object? They were all 'yes' votes. My brother is the meeting recorder, and he said it himself: not only did no one object, but a whole bunch of people praised Prime Minister Granger for her noble character."
"If you ask me, it should have been done ages ago," the speaking staff member said, walking forward and helping the previous staff member lift the container holding the bronze artifact onto the adjacent shipping area. "These things are too hot to handle if we keep them."
"Some people don't think so," another staff member present snorted coldly. "Using bullying others as a means to show off their strength is childish. Even my elementary school daughter knows that's wrong."
"It's a good thing we have Prime Minister Granger, otherwise, who knows how long we would have continued to be disgraced."
"Indeed. Now we just wait for our side to finish scanning, and for Prime Minister Granger to find time to contact foreign parties, and then the repatriation plan can move to the next step."
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