Chapter 188

Murphy hadn't thought about intervening in the Soviet Union's affairs so quickly before.

After all, according to the original historical process, the dissolution of the Soviet Union would take a few more months, and he originally just planned to fish for a batch of talents and rare materials.

But encountering such an opportunity now, Murphy felt he could try to take advantage of it.

Valery was also thinking desperately at this moment; in fact, many people of insight in the Soviet Union had long had a premonition that the building was about to collapse, but the situation was such that they found it difficult to change the status quo.

However, Murphy possessed magic.

Ordinary methods don't work, but magic might not be impossible.

For example, the spells Murphy mentioned that could change people's will, or various potions, and even Polyjuice Potion... for the KGB, having these things could really do too many things.

Even, if they could have had a bottle of Polyjuice Potion during the August Coup, perhaps the situation would have been very different.

Murphy read his thoughts and said: "The failure of the coup was not due to the lack of any special props, but purely because the initiators were too indecisive and hesitant."

The several high-level officials of the Soviet August Coup clearly included the heads of the Ministry of Defense, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the KGB, mastering enough power to completely flip the table.

Even the Americans at the time judged that a coup involving such powerful figures would often succeed.

They even controlled Gorbachev, but they didn't dare to take any substantial action against him, and were also hesitant about enemy leaders like Yeltsin, causing them to miss the best time to control the other party, to the point that even tanks drove into Moscow, but they stopped in place for two full days.

In the end, the soldiers were confused; they didn't know whose orders they were listening to, nor did they know who the enemy was, and were finally turned against by Yeltsin when he came out to speak a few words.

A hand of king bombs was played into a diarrhea effect; if this were in China, heads would be laughed off.

"I do have various methods that can change the situation, and magic can indeed achieve many unexpected effects," Murphy said, "But, to accomplish a great thing, one must have a firm will from beginning to end; soft-footed shrimp cannot accomplish great things."

"I won't help a person with a weak will, because that's fundamentally impossible to succeed."

"Valery, in order to save your motherland, what price are you willing to pay?"

Valery looked directly at Murphy, without hesitation: "Everything!"

"Good, the things you swallowed, except for the plague bacillus, can all be taken away, and I will also give you some other technical data."

"They can serve as your stepping stone to climb to a higher position; it's best to be able to get close to Gorbachev; I will send a few wizards to follow you and help you achieve this goal."

"You need to observe his demeanor, imitate his behavior, learn the tone and tone of his speech, and then, find a suitable opportunity..."

Valery swallowed his saliva; he understood Murphy's plan.

The next moment, his gaze became firm again.

At this moment, there really was no other way to save this country.

"However, what should I do next? I don't know how to be a president."

"You don't need to know." Murphy said, "You just need to collect enough data, and my people will help you analyze it and formulate a battle plan for you. You don't need to worry about things in the future for now; first go back to get enough intelligence and do the substitute plan well."

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Arranging for a few doctors to perform surgery to take out the data in Valery's stomach, Murphy came to a separate area of the Magic Research Institute.

This is a prison, but inside the iron bars, it is piled with stacks of books.

A disheveled man is sitting on a simple chair, eating bread while reading a book.

"Barty Crouch Jr." Murphy stood outside the bars and called out the man's name.

Barty was startled; he used a withered hand to push away the messy hair in front of him, letting himself see the person clearly, and immediately stood up, ran to the bars, knelt down devoutly, and kissed the ground in front of Murphy's feet, "Master, you finally came to see me."

As the trump card to control Barty Crouch, Barty Crouch Jr., Murphy naturally wanted to keep him in his own hands.

But Barty was also a talent, possessing rare brains and schemes among wizards; Murphy didn't just lock him up, but directly used the Seed of Soul to switch the object of his loyalty from Voldemort to himself.

"How has your reflection been lately?"

"Great Master, ever since you pointed out my mistakes and gave me new goals, I have been thinking about where my past self went wrong and why I had those wrong ideas. Only later did I understand that I was too ignorant."

Murphy didn't clear Barty's past memories; for the changes before and after being planted with the Seed of Soul by Murphy, he had a clear understanding.

For this kind of change, some people—like Rasim Selwyn—would ignore it directly, just simply thinking that they were enlightened by Murphy.

But Barty was different; he didn't doubt his current loyalty to Murphy, but would reflect on why he was loyal to Voldemort in the past.

This feeling is probably similar to walking into a new and better relationship, looking back at the ex, and wondering why he fell in love with such scum as the ex.

This is a process of self-disenchantment to make the soul self-consistent.

"Voldemort's power confused me, making me think that the power of wizards could only originate from their own talent. This made me think he was unique; this uniqueness attracted me, to the point that I believed his words, thinking that only by following him could I achieve success."

"But, I was just too ignorant."

"Recently I have read many books and understood that so-called power is just the application of the rules of all things in the world; knowledge and wisdom are the source of power, and magic power is just one kind of power, just a tool to operate power."

"The more I understood, the more I discovered my own ignorance, which made me even more terrified."

"My wisdom is not enough, I cannot create these great knowledge; on the road to helping you become the supreme existence, I am so humble and small, not even as good as those Muggle scholars. I often feel despair because I am too incompetent."

Hiss.

Murphy looked at Barty crawling on the ground, almost moved by what this guy said.

Although a bit crazy, this guy's posture as a loyal servant was really in place.

He raised his hand, and a force pulled Barty up.

"No need to belittle yourself; you have already surpassed your past self." Murphy said, "Now is the time to test your loyalty; I have a mission to hand over to you."

"I want you to take a werewolf mercenary group to follow a Muggle agent to the Soviet Union to help him seize that country. You can discuss and decide the specific plan and arrangements yourself later; I will leave you a few crows for messaging, and report to me at any time if there is any situation."

"Be careful; we know nothing about the magic world of the Soviet Union."

Just like the Soviet Union almost has no communication with the outside world, the magic world of the Soviet Union is also isolated from the magic worlds of various countries; only heard a sentence before, it seems that it is still an imperial system there?

"Understood, Master."

Regarding this plot, I actually have quite a few settings later, but for the sake of review, it will only involve the magic world in the future, too deep is forget it, if there are any bugs later, just treat it as force majeure

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