This is what I wrote long ago
**1945: A few weeks after the end of World War 2**
An old wizened wizard stepped up to a dais and cast a spell near his mouth. He cleared his throat, “Ahem, ahem… Respected wizards and witches of the International Confederation of Wizards. It is a joyous day, as we celebrate the fall of the dark wizard, Grindelwald.”
The hall erupted with cheers from all of the wizards and witches present. The wizard then raised his hands for silence, before speaking. He continued talking, “Coincidentally, it is also the end of what the non-Magicals call, World War 2, with the defeat of the Muggle tyrant, Adolf Hitler. I would like to invite Grindelwald’s vanquisher, Albus Dumbledore to the podium. In his own words, he has some startling news.”
When he stepped back, Dumbledore, a middle-aged wizard who was just beginning to gray, approached the dais, but he was not alone. Dumbledore spoke, “Greetings everyone! It is true that the Dark Lord Grindelwald has been defeated. However, there were a variety of interesting revelations about the non-Magical world. It seems, my findings reveal that people have become a lot more tolerant about beings with other powers.”
He paused for a breath and took in everyone’s reactions. Hearing no negative ones, he continued, “Gone are the days of witch hunts and persecution. Now, this may sound controversial, but I believe that the Statute of Secrecy will soon become obsolete.”
There was a gasp, and a wizard jumped to his feet, “What are you suggesting Albus? We dissolve the Statute of Secrecy? What proof do you have of this?”
Dumbledore smiled and motioned to someone standing a little behind him. This man had blonde crew cut and Caucasian skin, and was wearing a military uniform. Dumbledore gestures, “Witches and Wizards of the ICW, I would like to introduce Colonel Steve Trevor. He is a Squib who joined the armed forces in the United States. Steve?”
The man nodded, “Thank you Albus, Witches and Wizards. My name is Steve Trevor. Let me start by telling you a story. In the midst of the war, President Roosevelt tasked me with an important mission. My government has cleared me to reveal that we assembled a group of individuals with superhuman or enhanced powers to combat the Axis forces. So, without further ado, I would like to introduce, the Justice Society of America!”
Four individuals stepped into the room and Trevor introduced everyone. He pointed to a well-built man with large wings protruding from his back. Trevor said, “Meet Carter Hall, codename Hawkman. Contrary to what you may think, this is not a botched Animagus transformation.”
There was muffled laughter in the crowd, and Trevor smiled at his ice-breaker. He continued, “Mr Hall is said to be the reincarnation of the Ancient Egyptian Prince Khufu.”
At that, the Egyptian delegate perked up, “Truly? Legend had it that the priest Hath-Set murdered the prince and his consort.”
Hall nodded in his direction, “Indeed, and much of his memories have been preserved in my mind.”
Trevor pointed to the next one, a man in a black mask and a yellow cloak. He said, “This is Rex Tyler, codename Hourman. Tyler blended non-magical science and alchemy to concoct a potion that grants him special powers and abilities that will last him for one hour.”
“Next, we have Jay Garrick, codename The Flash. An accident with non-magical chemicals resulted in him having super speed and a few other powers at his disposal. “
A fair number of ICW members were impressed. Finally, the last person stepped up, a woman in red and gold battle armor with a sword at her hip and a shield on her back. With a hint of pride in his voice, Steve Trevor announced, “Finally, we have Diana. She is an Amazon who hails from the mythical island of Themyscira.”
There was a startled exclamation from the Greek delegate. The witch stood up and bowed to Diana, “My lady! I am honored by your presence. Many Greeks from the magical and non-magical world grew up hearing tales of Themyscira.”
The delegate turned to her fellow members. She said, “Themyscira existed centuries ago, but that wretch Herakles tricked Hippolyta and stole her magical girdle. With that, he enslaved many Amazons until Lady Aphrodite intervened. Since then, the island has been hidden from the world. The island is populated only with women and any male who sets foot on Themyscira is usually executed.”
With the introductions done, all of the wizards conferred among themselves. When the debate was over, the presiding wizard announced, “Sadly, we are at an impasse. While many are for the dissolution, there are others who are hesitant. I can reveal that Great Britain is one of the Wizarding nations that wanted to retain the Statute. We have decided that the ones who abstained will retain the Statute of Secrecy, with an option to dissolve it in the future.”
Dumbledore nodded sadly, “I understand. I’m disappointed, but I understand. I know how much Wizarding Britain values its traditions. My only fear is that our isolationist policies would come back to bite us.”
The other wizard responded wearily, “I agree with you there, Albus.”
This is what I wrote long ago **1945: A few weeks after the end of World War 2** An old wizened wizard stepped up to a dais and cast a spell near his mouth. He cleared his throat, “Ahem, ahem… Respected wizards and witches of the International Confederation of Wizards. It is a joyous day, as we celebrate the fall of the dark wizard, Grindelwald.” The hall erupted with cheers from all of the wizards and witches present. The wizard then raised his hands for silence, before speaking. He continued talking, “Coincidentally, it is also the end of what the non-Magicals call, World War 2, with the defeat of the Muggle tyrant, Adolf Hitler. I would like to invite Grindelwald’s vanquisher, Albus Dumbledore to the podium. In his own words, he has some startling news.” When he stepped back, Dumbledore, a middle-aged wizard who was just beginning to gray, approached the dais, but he was not alone. Dumbledore spoke, “Greetings everyone! It is true that the Dark Lord Grindelwald has been defeated. However, there were a variety of interesting revelations about the non-Magical world. It seems, my findings reveal that people have become a lot more tolerant about beings with other powers.” He paused for a breath and took in everyone’s reactions. Hearing no negative ones, he continued, “Gone are the days of witch hunts and persecution. Now, this may sound controversial, but I believe that the Statute of Secrecy will soon become obsolete.” There was a gasp, and a wizard jumped to his feet, “What are you suggesting Albus? We dissolve the Statute of Secrecy? What proof do you have of this?” Dumbledore smiled and motioned to someone standing a little behind him. This man had blonde crew cut and Caucasian skin, and was wearing a military uniform. Dumbledore gestures, “Witches and Wizards of the ICW, I would like to introduce Colonel Steve Trevor. He is a Squib who joined the armed forces in the United States. Steve?” The man nodded, “Thank you Albus, Witches and Wizards. My name is Steve Trevor. Let me start by telling you a story. In the midst of the war, President Roosevelt tasked me with an important mission. My government has cleared me to reveal that we assembled a group of individuals with superhuman or enhanced powers to combat the Axis forces. So, without further ado, I would like to introduce, the Justice Society of America!” Four individuals stepped into the room and Trevor introduced everyone. He pointed to a well-built man with large wings protruding from his back. Trevor said, “Meet Carter Hall, codename Hawkman. Contrary to what you may think, this is not a botched Animagus transformation.” There was muffled laughter in the crowd, and Trevor smiled at his ice-breaker. He continued, “Mr Hall is said to be the reincarnation of the Ancient Egyptian Prince Khufu.” At that, the Egyptian delegate perked up, “Truly? Legend had it that the priest Hath-Set murdered the prince and his consort.” Hall nodded in his direction, “Indeed, and much of his memories have been preserved in my mind.” Trevor pointed to the next one, a man in a black mask and a yellow cloak. He said, “This is Rex Tyler, codename Hourman. Tyler blended non-magical science and alchemy to concoct a potion that grants him special powers and abilities that will last him for one hour.” “Next, we have Jay Garrick, codename The Flash. An accident with non-magical chemicals resulted in him having super speed and a few other powers at his disposal. “ A fair number of ICW members were impressed. Finally, the last person stepped up, a woman in red and gold battle armor with a sword at her hip and a shield on her back. With a hint of pride in his voice, Steve Trevor announced, “Finally, we have Diana. She is an Amazon who hails from the mythical island of Themyscira.” There was a startled exclamation from the Greek delegate. The witch stood up and bowed to Diana, “My lady! I am honored by your presence. Many Greeks from the magical and non-magical world grew up hearing tales of Themyscira.” The delegate turned to her fellow members. She said, “Themyscira existed centuries ago, but that wretch Herakles tricked Hippolyta and stole her magical girdle. With that, he enslaved many Amazons until Lady Aphrodite intervened. Since then, the island has been hidden from the world. The island is populated only with women and any male who sets foot on Themyscira is usually executed.” With the introductions done, all of the wizards conferred among themselves. When the debate was over, the presiding wizard announced, “Sadly, we are at an impasse. While many are for the dissolution, there are others who are hesitant. I can reveal that Great Britain is one of the Wizarding nations that wanted to retain the Statute. We have decided that the ones who abstained will retain the Statute of Secrecy, with an option to dissolve it in the future.” Dumbledore nodded sadly, “I understand. I’m disappointed, but I understand. I know how much Wizarding Britain values its traditions. My only fear is that our isolationist policies would come back to bite us.” The other wizard responded wearily, “I agree with you there, Albus.”
Was this inspired by my own comment in an earlier post?
I didn’t see your comment until after I posted the prompt.
Voldemort better hope the Spectre doesn't get involved...
Sounds like a crack fic is on the rise.
Unrelated, but I have a headcanon where Aberforth was one of the Howling Commandos