Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

"Speak."

Lucius's chin, which was usually slightly raised, had already drooped, and he bent over and dared not look directly into Shaw's deep and calm eyes.

He secretly sighed that Shaw's leadership style was getting stronger and stronger, making people more awed, and he was not like the other Dark Lord who was self-admiring and gloomy with a cruel temperament.

"My lord, I notified everyone to gather this morning. I counted the number of people an hour ago and found that more than a dozen people who participated in the search last night were not here. The list of people included four Selwyn, three Parkinson, and Small...

I urgently sent people to investigate these people's homes. These people's families, including children studying at Hogwarts, disappeared along with Gringotts' money."

Shor tapped his index finger holding the handle of the viper lightly, and was not very surprised by the content of Lucius' report.

It would be a surprise if there was no such thing.

Except for Selwyn, who was resentful of having his land shoveled, the other people were probably more or less dissatisfied with their own ideas.

It is more likely that some "rumors" appeared in the world, which made these people believe them.

So he calmly started to arrange.

"These people, those who have Chamber of Commerce shares will be kicked out of the Chamber of Commerce, and the shares will be added to the public shares as a reward pool. The profits generated by the shares will be used to reward those who have made great contributions.

Hmm? Since they like to escape, let's put up a wanted order."

"Yes, sir."

After Lucius promised, his expression was a little tangled, hesitating whether to report another difficult matter in public.

Shaw understood and asked in public without any care.

"Are you going to talk about the rumors about the true and false Voldemort?"

Lucius was stunned, and quickly turned his head slightly to look at the still quiet and solemn venue. He felt strange in his heart, and then nodded to Shaw.

"Yes, sir, there has been a piece of news circulating in the black market since this morning. It should be spread by Bella and others, saying that the current Dark Lord is not the original Dark Lord.

And the real Dark Lord is still waiting for his loyal servants to revive, and Selwyn and other unsteady people should have believed these rumors and fled."

Shor said calmly, "I know," and waved his hand to let Lucius stand aside.

He looked around at everyone in the venue, paying special attention to the dozen or so pure-blooded supremes who still looked doubtful but did not disappear with him.

Then he slowly stood up and said loudly.

"Friends, I know what you are thinking.

The rumor this morning is neither true nor false.

In his early years, Voldemort split his soul for immortality, so what you saw a few days ago was not a fake Dark Lord Voldemort.

It was the Dark Lord with the real Gaunt bloodline: Tom Gaunt."

Seeing the slight commotion in the venue, Shaw raised his hands, used rhythm in his tone, and began to speak passionately.

"Actually, the Dark Lord is the cruel Voldemort in the past, the rational Tom Gaunt in the future, or me, Shoalblack!

It doesn't matter. What matters is who can lead everyone to glory.

The current wizard society is stale and closed, the system is backward, oppression is everywhere, and the contempt chain is everywhere!

The capable are not reused, and the mediocre are in high positions.

For most people present.

How many people can pay the bill when their children want a toy or want to eat a snack?

How many people are forced to break up with their first love, the Muggle wizard, because of some dirty atmosphere?

How many people can't find a decent job and have to do some sneaky dark wizard activities?

There are still many regrets in our lives, all caused by this unhealthy society.

No one does not yearn to bring a rich life to their family, and no one does not Like the sweet, beautiful and free love, no one is born to steal and be a bad person! Establish a great image for children!

And all this cannot be changed by the old-fashioned pure-blood supremacy, because the entire wizard society is decaying!

Now even Muggles are making great strides forward. They also have magic such as technology, which can basically keep civilians well-fed and healthy, and even live a rich life.

But we are still living in the ancient Middle Ages! Closed, dilapidated, exploited, dark!

And I, and you, since you have chosen to stand here.

Then we are a group of wizards who have awakened in advance, and are pioneers with great ambitions.

The beautiful wizard society of the future will be written by us together!

The wizards of the future will be great again! "

As Xiao Erkeng's powerful and infectious words were passed into the ears of everyone in the audience, they gradually felt their heartbeats speeding up and their blood boiling.

Xiao Er's words seemed to touch their hearts.

If they were not forced to do so, who would be born to be hated by everyone?Dark wizard?

Who doesn't want to bring a rich life to his wife and children?

Who doesn't yearn for beautiful and free love?

After Shaw finished speaking.

Almost 99% of the people in the venue were breathing rapidly, and after a few seconds of silence, they all shouted out.

"I am willing to follow you, sir!"

"Wizards will be great again!"

"Build a beautiful wizard society together!"

At first, everyone shouted different slogans, but gradually, everyone shouted in unison.

"I am willing to follow you, sir, and make wizards great again!"

"I am willing to follow you, sir, and make wizards great again!!"

"I am willing to follow you, sir, and make wizards great again!!!"

The voices were higher and higher, mixed with the sound of banging on the chest.

This passionate atmosphere broke through the dome, causing the crystal chandelier on the ceiling to shake.

And the dozen or so pure-blooded supremes became paler and paler, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

They felt that the British pure-bloods were finished!

Whether Voldemort himself or another Dark Lord with a split soul came in person, they would not be able to win back the hearts of these people.

Changing the wizarding society sounds good, but doesn't that mean drawing their blood and cutting off their roots?

Lucius and Wingo, who were shouting at the top of their lungs, really wanted to give these short-sighted people a brain crash.

No matter what kind of reform, even if it was Voldemort's, it was normal to draw blood in the early stage. As long as you follow closely, you will earn more "the merit of following the dragon" later.

And didn't you see that Shaw, the Dark Lord who was neither black nor white, had a goal that was obviously farther and wider. These local pure-bloods could draw blood from foreign pure-bloods in the future.

A group of short-sighted idiots!

Shaw looked at the passionate scene in the audience, and even though he was the one who led it, he was also hot all over.

But he had to stay calm.

He still maintained a gentle and confident look, and glanced at the dozen or so pure-blooded supremes, but he didn't care.

With the alchemy machine hanging, these people won't run away. If they cooperate in the future, it's fine. If they don't cooperate, don't blame me for taking ruthless measures to eliminate dissidents.