Chapter 12 The tremor felt across the world

[six days previous].

In a room filled with portraits of a toad-like woman wearing pink clothing, stood said toad-like woman wearing stunningly similar clothing as the portraits.

"Good morning children," she said in an almost motherly tone just after burning a flying piece of paper.

"Ordinary wizarding level examinations, O.W.LS more commonly known as owls," she condescending said while flicking her wand at a chalkboard which made what she was saying appear on the board itself "Study hard, fail to do so and the consequences may be severe".

It was then that the whole room shook, sending hidden dust all over the students and most importantly, the toad.

"My Gosh, all of the funding and they can't clean the rooms properly" She complained "Well my condolences to all of you students, for being forced to handle with all of these incompetent teachers and staff".

"Anyway as I was saying, your previous instructor in this subject has been disturbingly uneven".

"Iced mice," An old woman said before almost running up the stairs that had appeared behind the turning Gargoyle.

"Albus!" she yelled, busting into the room frantically.

"Yes Minerva" Albus calmly said while petting his Phenix with the front of his pointer finger.

"Albus, is the school under attack? What was that tremor, it shook the whole school".

"Everything is fine Minerva, the school isn't under attack, and I suppose the tremor originated somewhere in China" Albus once again calmly replied "The most unsettling part is the fact that it is a magic one".

Elsewhere.

"Madam President Sophia," said a man in a suit who just appeared in the room. He ran to her who was behind a desk, and grabbed onto her and they both disappeared with the only proof of their existence being a loud crack.

Hours later dozens of people were stuffed into a small box-like room.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the magical congress, today I implore you to allow tougher and harsher measures against China's constant belligerent and heinous criminal action, although there are no reported damages, what about tomorrow, or the next day and the next what about then".

"What about it?" An old man giggled. "A harsher retaliation Is what they want, they want a reason for war".

"You of all people should know the contrast between our military and economic power, although we are catching up economic wise, we are still a far cry from the military might of China along with their ally, they could land thousands of Aurors in Chile, buy their way up South America and Central America then we would get reports of hundreds of dead Americans Aurors every day" He continued to which many of the people in the room nodded their heads at what he was saying "What about that, what would you do then, beg them to stop due with morals, cry in the arms of the ones who lost friends and family?!".

"Are you all seriously accepting a What if?, a possibility" she replied looking hurt.

"We will not risk the lives of Americans over a What if, and we will not antagonize foreign powers because of your paranoia, now please don't call another session over baseless claims about other countries attacking America," another woman said before getting up and leaving, more than half of the people had also left with her.

"Headmaster Abdalla, do you know what that tremor was," A black man said while running into the carved house in the walls.

"Ahh teacher Abeje It is excellent seeing you" Abdalla laughed "As for the tremor if China is actually preparing for war then we must be ready, however, this tremor was primal, it felt more like magic itself recoiling, recoiling from happiness or because the Chinese did something very naughty remains to be seen, but either way it is an important event".

"Then what shall we do".

"First let's breathe in. in. in. and then out. out. out".

"There now we are calm, we will prepare the warriors for battle, and increase the surveillance on the Chinese owned properties and if they stick so much as one toe out of line then attack".

The man quickly bowed and began to leave the house but before he could leave Abdalla called out "Remember fear creates indecision, and indecision will create regret".

Out in the night of a well lit Rome was a man who was smiling looking out at the bustling streets from his window, all the while holding a glass of wine. When a small tremor started to shake the building and the wine, he stopped smiling and whispered "Has it begun, dear brother, has the boy been born, he who was supposed to be MINE!".

"Your excellency are you alright there was trem-".

"YES, I KNOW YOU MORON!" He yelled while throwing the glass of wine at the wall next to the door "NOW GET OUT!!".