Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 702 Wizards and Muggles

“Um, yes, that’s right.” Arthur Weasley was also stumped by Tyella’s question; he didn’t understand what was wrong with his opinion.

“Yes, yes,” Tierra laughed, standing up. “No wonder the wizarding world is often filled with hateful remarks about Muggles. From the very beginning, you have never considered Muggles as your own kind.”

“You treat Muggles as outsiders; you’ve separated yourselves from them.” Tierra began circling the conference room. “Of course, I don’t blame you. That’s how you were raised, to separate yourself from Muggles. Even the friendliest among you only see Muggles as… what was Mr. Weasley saying again? Oh, right, ‘cute creatures.’”

Have you ever considered the possibility that Muggles and wizards are actually the same kind of beings?

Tierra keenly sensed the several waves of malice that suddenly arose and were then suppressed in the conference room.

"Mr. Tittiera, what evidence do you have to support your claim?" one of the elderly male wizards, with curly brown hair, asked tremulously.

Balaz Locke Hoffmann, the head of Germany’s oldest wizarding family and once Gellert Grindelwald’s most loyal supporter, is now under the command of Tyella and Venda Rosie.

“That’s a very good question, Mr. Hoffmand.” Tierra explained with a smile, like a dutiful scholar or teacher. “I thought the evidence was quite obvious, but well, let me reiterate.”

“First of all, there’s appearance. Wizards and humans are the two groups on this planet that look the most alike. Have you forgotten that when the witch extermination campaign happened, we wizards only needed to stop using our magic and add a little bit of acting skills, and we could perfectly hide among the Muggles?” Tierra said, making a gesture that all Korean men hate. “Then there’s the issue of reproduction between us.”

“As we all know, two people without magical talent can produce a wizard whose magical talent is no less than that of an ordinary person,” Tiera said. “But two wizards also have a certain probability of producing someone without magical ability.”

“No matter how good the two wizards who are parents are, the probability of a Squib being born is always random and fixed,” Tiera said with a smile. “Of course, you can find all sorts of excuses, such as one of the couple using too many forbidden spells and damaging their reproductive ability, or that their ancestors must have impure blood, with dirty Muggle blood, and so on.”

"But you know better than anyone how pure the bloodline of those families that produced Squibs really is. After all, you have nothing better to do than hold onto your family tree and count it over and over, and you've even invented all sorts of magic to verify the purity of your bloodline."

"But duds will still appear."

"Just like a wizard might suddenly appear among Muggles, it's just as random, just as uncontrollable, and just as inexplicable."

"So let's face it, my dear friends, wizards and Muggles are essentially the same species." Tierra gently patted each seat.

“This isn’t exactly solid evidence,” Balaz Locke Hoffmand said.

(End of this chapter)