Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 140 The Theory of the Dark Lord

Most of the time, the Dark Lord is not a human being, but Lao Deng is a real dog this time.

Voldemort, who hung up the phone, took a step back and thought more and more angry, and took a step back and thought more and more loss.

then……

"Bang, kuang, kuang..."

The ivory telephone bought with a lot of money, and the antique pen holder were both damaged, and both fell.

Not long after he left, Lucius came back again, and happened to see such a scene. His raised hand was hovering over the open door, and he didn't know whether to knock or not for a moment.

"Come in." Voldemort said angrily.

The corner of Lucius's mouth twitched, enduring the fear in his heart, walked in cautiously, stood in front of Voldemort, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Bad news?" Voldemort asked after trying to regain his composure.

"En." Lucius nodded vigorously, but still didn't dare to say more.

"Sit down."

Voldemort straightened his turned-up sleeves, and said, "No matter what it is, you have to face it, let's talk."

"Okay." Lucius sat down and said after a short silence, "The matter of uniting the pure blood has been destroyed."

"Dumbledore again?" Voldemort raised his head angrily and asked.

"Yes." Lucius replied cautiously.

Voldemort's eyes circled the table, making sure there was nothing to smash, and finally gave up the idea of ​​venting.

"The road is getting narrower and narrower..." He sighed angrily again.

Before, Lucius told him that Dumbledore had great energy.

Voldemort didn't particularly care. After all, in Lin Zuo's memory, the Dark Lord gathered a lot of forces in the later period, and after Dumbledore's death, it seemed that there was only one Order of the Phoenix in the resistance.

No matter how you look at the situation, you shouldn't lose—if you don't lose the duel with Harry, you might really win in the end.

But the problem is, the dead Dumbledore has already figured everything out.

In that duel, he must lose.

But now, Dumbledore obviously did not follow the path of his previous life. He began to confront Voldemort head-on, and he took the lead every step of the way.

Now, even the pure blood part, he also participated in it.

"The Dumbledore family, well-connected among the pure-bloods?" Voldemort asked.

Lucius nodded without hesitation, and was not surprised by Voldemort's question.

Born of mixed blood, and he didn't know Voldemort in the wizarding world until he was 11 years old. Even though he has been mixed with pure blood since he entered Slytherin, his knowledge of pure blood families is still [-]% worse.

You know, although the Dumbledore family is not one of the 28 pure-blood families, the Dumbledore family has a very long history.

The Phoenix Fox alone is enough to reveal the heritage of the Dumbledore family.

"Is it because pure blood is not as good as it used to be?" Voldemort asked suspiciously.

"No, Dark Lord, the specific reason..." Lucius hesitated to speak.

Voldemort looked at him suspiciously, and Lucius, who was looking directly at him, was blushing, and he suddenly understood the reason.

"It's because I was in power last time..." He didn't finish his words, but he got the meaning.

Lucius nodded immediately, that's not what he said.

Voldemort immediately slapped his head, wishing to pull out the remnant soul in his brain and beat him up.

If you say that your brain is not working well, forget it, and leave me a mess, what is going on...

"I can understand that they don't dare to stick together anymore, but I think we still have an advantage in terms of pure blood." Voldemort collected his thoughts and said again.

"Please show me the Dark Lord."

Lucius was about to stand up to listen to the decree, but Voldemort waved him to sit down.

"Whether it's a pure blood or a Muggle wizard, in fact, what you are after is profit."

Voldemort spoke slowly while thinking, while Lucius listened carefully.

"Purebloods want the ancient glory, which is their highest demand, but everyone knows it's hard, Lucius, times have changed, do you understand?"

Lucius immediately nodded yes.

This is not a committee of falsehood and snakes. Since last year, he has listened to Voldemort's advice and started to understand the Muggle world, and indeed found that the outside world has changed a lot.

In the past, there were only so many black people in Europe, but now...

He went to France some time ago.

"The queen's power is not as good as it used to be. Even if pure blood can hold more power, whether it includes the Muggle world or not, this power is not as... pure as before."

When Voldemort mentioned the queen, he took a special look at Lucius, but he didn't see any special expression on his face-he even used telepathy, and there was no more gain.

Pressing the thoughts in his heart, Voldemort continued: "Except for absolute power, what pure blood pursues is the continuation of magical talent. We can give sufficient guarantees for this."

Lucius immediately agrees, which is one of the fundamental interests that purebloods seek.

"Furthermore, benefits are involved, but in the final analysis, benefits come from resources."

"Resources?" Lucius was a little puzzled.

Voldemort nodded, and said: "Go and see those countries in the desert. A large part of them have made their fortunes from oil."

"Oil..." Lucius frowned, "Dark Lord, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Oil is a resource, Lucius, and so is money," said Voldemort. "The pure-blood concept of money management needs to be changed."

"You mean?" Lucius looked at Voldemort.

"Break the involution of the wizarding world, enter the Muggle market, prevent the Gringotts family from being dominant, use Muggle currency to influence the economy of the wizarding world, and then unite more people by controlling the economic lifeline of the wizarding world."

Voldemort breathed out his thoughts.

Ever since he learned that Dumbledore blocked Azkaban, he had a premonition that Old Deng's means should be more than that.

He had also thought of the possibility of being blocked from gathering pure blood when he didn't show up - after all, Lucius and the others didn't have their own prestige and...a bad reputation.

Therefore, Voldemort prepared an alternative plan early on. After all, although pure blood is not a capitalist, they have the same greed as capitalists-impressing them with benefits is the best choice.

"I...I don't quite understand..." Lucius said shamefully.

Involution, currency, economic lifeline...

Indeed, there are too many things in Voldemort's words that Hogwarts graduates cannot understand.

"The so-called involution..."

Voldemort thought for a while, and explained, "You can understand the wealth of the wizarding world as a cake, and the involution is that everyone keeps fighting for this cake, and pays more for a few benefits."

Lucius nodded, looking like I'm working hard but not very smart.

Seeing him like this, Voldemort directly gave up explaining issues such as currency wars and economic lifelines, and directly used metaphors to explain his countermeasures.

"The way we win them over is no longer to help them compete for this cake, Lucius, we have to look at the problem from a higher and more structured perspective."

Voldemort said, "People at the top of power can not only consider how to distribute the cake, but also how to make the cake bigger. If the cake is bigger, it will naturally be easier to divide."

Lucius' eyes lit up, as if he had realized something.

"Bring the Muggle world in, Lucius, their technology, the product of the industrial revolution, can also be applied to potions and magic items." Voldemort said with a smile.

Lucius suddenly realized: If you had said that earlier, then I would have understood!

(End of this chapter)