How Far I'll Go || Magical Community ||

“Witches and Wizards of this great country, I welcome you here today. Since I have taken over this exceptional country from former Minister Galanis, we have seen a tremendous calm over this, our great nation. Today I am here to inform you that we intend on keeping our great country moving forward in the pursuit of advancements that will better our lives in unimaginable ways. Boundless prosperity awaits us in this, our next chapter.

Our world has taken to its newfound freedoms like a kelpie to water. We are superior in every single way. Though each witch and wizard here today now has the freedom to practice their extraordinary gifts wherever they please, we still have a problem on our hands, one that this Ministry takes very seriously. We will not allow our magic to be syphoned by those that are undeserving, those that have stolen it from good, pure witches and wizards; but mark my words, we will be putting a stop to that, starting within the core of this, our great nation. Thank you.”

The Minister left his podium, the press calling out to him, begging for him to answer their questions but the Minister was gone, through a door and on his way back to his office. That would do for now. Today they would start culling the muggleborns that worked in the Ministry of magic and then, the rest of the magical world. Where would they go? Well the lucky ones would die a painless death, the unfortunate would be locked away in Azkaban to rot away. Wilbur didn’t care either way because the sooner they were done away with muggleborns, the better their community would be.