Chapter 10: Interlude

 Chapter 10: Interlude

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"I, Solomon Uthyr Eragon, do solemnly swear by the magical powers vested in meself that I will faithfully execute the office of the Deputy Minister of the Magical Congress of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States, so mote it be." (Uthyr played by Michael Caine)

"I, Edward Loius, do solemnly swear by the magical powers vested in meself that I will faithfully execute the office of the President of the Magical Congress of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States, so mote it be." (Edward Loise played by Edmure Tully actor)

The oath proceedings were carried through. 

"And now, our Minister of MACUSA will like to say a few words to our fellow magicals."

The young man strode forward, walking up the owl-decorated podium.

"Chief guest Minister Bagnold of the British Magical community, Chief Warlock Roberts, Vice President Uthyr, distinguished guests, and my fellow Magicals.

This is America's day.

This is democracy's day.

A day of history and hope.

Of renewal and resolve.

Through a crucible for the ages America has been tested anew and America has risen to the challenge.

Today, we celebrate the triumph not of a candidate, but of a cause, the cause of democracy.

The will of the people has been heard and the will of the people has been heeded. 

We have learned again that democracy is precious.

Democracy is fragile.

And at this hour, my friends, democracy has prevailed.

As my first act as the President of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, I will ensure Democracy will be protected, it is enacted and will prevail the test of time, the test of men.

Before Magic and all of you, I give you my word.

I will always level with you. I will defend the Constitution. I will defend our democracy.

I will defend America.

I will give my all in your service thinking not of power but of possibilities.

Not of personal interest, but of the public good.

And together, we shall write an American story of hope, not fear.

Of unity, not division.

Of light, not darkness.

An American story of decency and dignity.

Of love and of healing.

Of greatness and goodness.

May this be the story that guides us.

The story that inspires us.

The story that tells ages yet to come that we answered the call of history.

We met at the moment.

That democracy and hope, truth and justice, did not die on our watch but thrived.

That our America secured liberty at home and stood once again as a beacon to the world.

That is what we owe our forebearers, one another, and generations to follow.

So, with purpose and resolve we turn to the tasks of our time.

Sustained by faith.

Driven by conviction.

May Magic bless America, and May magic bless us all.

Thank you."

Midst the applause to the worthwhile speech, Solomon maintained a serene smile. The office of the Deputy Minister was just away for his revenge.

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Minister Bagnold's hands trembled slightly as she clutched the report detailing Lestrange's untimely demise. 

It was not the first time she had read of the happening, but something she had read again and again, flared the rage inside her.

The Mendaxes, with their insidious grasp on power, had once again flaunted their authority with ruthless impunity. She had hidden the news of the Lestrange's capture while she was at it, hoping, with every intention to insult the Old house's pride, to deny them once, of anything she could in her power.

The British magical community was complex- way more than it was ever needed.

There was time-consuming wasteful Bureaucracy everywhere for a community that lived in such smaller patches But it was respected, for its contribution accounted for 60 % of the world's magical accomplishments, whether it was in fact British accomplishments was an entirely different matter

But the Mendaxes had been the most difficult sort to figure out. One thing to note is that they were never of political mind. It was more often than not that they appointed someone regent- anyone without an inkling what was happening in the decision-making part of the magical community.

But their voice never diminished, they were not the political sort of house, but the laws and trials found their way to be always in their favour, whether by hook or by crook, mostly by crook. 

It was why they were one of the Sacred twenty-seven, despite having at least one muggle-born witch or wizard in their every generation since the dawn of the magical age.

She had all the political power she needed, maybe enough to live to be the Minister for another term, but she could not stomach the boldness, the arrogance the noble houses held against her, against the rest of the magicals.

She had vowed to show them their place, and with the end of the pureblood war, she had been successful to a large degree. Half of the noble houses are either extinct or without a whole generation of Wizards.

Lestranges were dead, but not the way she had wanted, Blacks were supposed to be, but now would continue to produce their inbred cursed children, all courtesy to the one name she could never like, never read without a scowl.

And so she was here, to improve international relations not one day after the end of the largest civil conflict Magical Britain had seen in decades, at the Magical Congress of the U S of A.

"Congratulations on being elected, Deputy Minister."

"Minister Bagnold, we have much to talk about. Might I suggest some tea?"

"Fire whiskey would do much fine Lord Eragon."

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Power stones. 

Also, I have hit a block, I know what I want for chapters 13-20 and onwards, but I don't know what to write for chapters 11 and 12- chapters that need to be there to waste your tim- *cough* I mean set the pace, yes set the pace. So pray for my brain to wake up and write something,