Outrageous!
The entire hall erupted at once.
Whether in the way he spoke or in what he said, such behavior was unprecedented at the United Nations. Even the ambassadors from certain countries who had originally been listening with indifference had no choice but to sit up and take another look at the young man on the stage, who still seemed perfectly relaxed.
As expected, the American ambassador was the first to stand, his face full of indignation.
"You're threatening us!"
"Yes."
Tver's casual answer stood in stark contrast to the American ambassador's furious accusation, leaving the other ambassadors present deeply surprised.
This was another first.
Ever since the Far Eastern Bear fell, the United States had relied on its unrivaled position in the world to interfere repeatedly in international affairs, even acting recklessly for the sake of its own interests.
And Tver was the first person to publicly, one might even say before the entire world, show so little regard for America's dignity.
However, toughness still needed limits. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Tver softened his tone.
"Of course, to be precise, Voldemort is the one threatening this world. I am merely presenting that fact before you."
"Ladies and gentlemen, I can tell you frankly that the wizarding world loves peace far more than you imagine."
"We will not start a Wizarding War simply because another country possesses some particular herb. The mission of each country's Ministry of Magic is not to make its nation stronger, but to maintain the wizarding world's own harmonious and stable life."
"In other words, our only goal is to preserve peace in this world."
Tver noticed that the ambassadors from the Third World nations of Asia, Africa, and Latin America, who made up nearly half the hall, had all raised their heads thoughtfully and were watching him with probing eyes.
Many people, because of the economic and media power held by developed countries, tended to overlook an obvious fact.
These Third World countries far outnumbered developed countries, both in number and in population.
These countries would not think there was anything wrong with Tver's words.
Being threatened in all kinds of ways during international affairs was far too familiar to them. One more threat from Tver hardly made a difference.
On the contrary, what they feared most was great powers fighting each other while they suffered the consequences.
Most of these countries had histories of colonization. Their economies, politics, and cultures lagged far behind, so what they longed for most now was naturally a peaceful and stable environment for development.
So anything that could reduce conflict, or rather, reduce conflicts they had no desire to start, was as good as it could get for them.
"Mr. Fawley, we have come to this conference precisely to maintain peace and stability in the world. I don't think anyone would disagree with that," said the ambassador from a highly representative Eastern country, his tone cheerful and relaxed.
"Since our goals are aligned, that means there is room for close cooperation between us. Truth, after all, becomes clearer the more it is debated, but we should not let that harm the harmony between us."
After this round of empty but polished words, the ambassadors from the Western countries suddenly felt a chill.
That Eastern country had the largest population in the world, which naturally meant it also had the largest number of wizards.
And the magical strength of the other Third World countries was not weak either. At the very least, it would not be weaker than that of developed countries like theirs.
So for developed countries, especially developed countries with relatively small populations, if they refused to allow such a mechanism to exist, then if they unfortunately suffered a dark wizard attack from a small country, or if conflict broke out between two countries and wizards interfered with both sides, they would have no way to complain.
They exchanged glances almost simultaneously and saw the same thought in one another's eyes.
The British ambassador, however, was the calmest.
Thanks to the friendly relationship between the Prime Minister and Tver, he had long since learned from the Prime Minister that Tver had always advocated wizard neutrality.
In other words, as long as certain countries did not stir up trouble and put away their various ambitions, the neutrality of wizards was a good thing for the vast majority of countries in this world that yearned for peace.
Watching the commotion below, the smugness at the corners of Tver's mouth could not help spilling out.
"Mr. Fawley, we are deeply grateful to you, and to the wizards, for your desire to maintain world peace." An ambassador from a Third World country spoke eagerly.
"But the question is, how are we ordinary people supposed to respond to magical attacks and interference from Dark Wizards?"
"After all, the incident in the Middle East has shown us that when dealing with powerful opponents, those Aurors can still overlook things."
"I'm not questioning your strength. It's just…" He glanced around, and the ambassadors nearby all nodded in agreement with his words.
"We still have concerns about this."
"Restraint, protection, and elimination."
Tver answered cleanly, his clear voice reaching every ambassador present.
"We all know that the larger a country is, the more complex the operation of its war machine becomes."
"So if, before actively launching a war, every part of your war System can maintain restraint, you can naturally avoid many wars driven by the small number of people controlled by Dark Wizards."
Tver knew that peace and conflict would be the theme of this world for the next twenty years. Completely avoiding war was impossible, but restraining wartime behavior fit that tone very well.
"Second, protecting key figures." He raised a second finger.
"Because Voldemort has placed his main battlefield in Britain, as early as a year ago, we implemented a strict magical protection plan for the British Prime Minister and important government officials, protecting their daily work and lives from interference by Dark Wizards."
"But there are differences in strength between you wizards. As for the people protecting those key figures…" the man asked again.
"No need to worry. Those participating in the protection plan are all elite Aurors from the Ministries of Magic of various countries. Even if there are differences in strength, they will have more than enough time to evacuate the key figures and hand the matter over to more Aurors."
"This part of the operation will mainly be handled by the Joint Operations Office. I imagine you are not unfamiliar with that department's capabilities?" Tver said confidently.
To avoid provoking resentment among senior government officials, rather than establishing a separate department, it would be better to hand this responsibility to the Joint Operations Office, which everyone was already familiar with.
First, the office had already been operating for more than a year. Much of the initial unfamiliarity, unease, and defensiveness had long since faded. Adding the protection of key figures to its duties would not cause too much resistance.
Second, strengthening the office's functions also meant strengthening the authority and responsibilities of the Wizards' Confederation.
The ambassadors in the hall understood this and even nodded in approval.
This plan was nothing more than adding a wizard to the existing security arrangements.
In some ways, magical magic might even fill the gaps in their original security and better protect high-ranking officials like them.
At that thought, their eyes lit up.
Based on their observations of the Joint Operations Office, although Aurors often displayed ignorance toward technological products, their various magical abilities not only made up for those shortcomings, but even performed better than ordinary elite bodyguards.
If they could also have a bodyguard like that, there would be no need to send them on assassinations or missions to steal confidential information. At the very least, their safety would be enough to put them at ease.
Immediately, many ambassadors looked eagerly at Tver on the stage, as if they no longer wanted to keep discussing it.
Shut up, and take my money!
(Shut up, and let me pay!)