Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Tiera thinks her class is still very successful.

He spent about two hours explaining what is exploitation, what is means of production, what is mode of production, what is surplus value theory, what is value multiplication, And what is capitalism—

Of course, Tierra will not read the lectures in such a dry way. He will also combine the black slave trade that has really happened in history, the London smog and other events to vividly build a capital of evil in the hearts of the little wizards. image of ism.

Thanks to Tierra's three-time postgraduate postgraduate political cram school in her last life, Tierra was very comfortable talking about capitalism and the Paris Commune, and everyone——

To be precise, everyone except Dolores Umbridge was very engaged, completely attracted by Dumbledore's **** history of capitalism.

Even Slytherin's Draco Malfoy looked disgusted when Tiera talked about the slave trade—

Although Draco Malfoy usually screams like a Mudblood, in the final analysis he is only a fifteen-year-old child. It is only influenced by family traditions, which causes him to have a little bit of perspective—

"These Muggles are disgusting, as are those Mudbloods!"

An unintentional exchange of glances, Tiera saw Draco Malfoy thinking in his heart.

Tiera:  …

"Go home and let Dad find a way to drive these mudbloods out of Hogwarts. I don't want to have any connection with the descendants of these filthy slave owners."

After looking at each other again, Tiera read Draco Malfoy's thoughts again.

Tiera:  …

In the end, Lao Tzu was talking about loneliness!

Don't you think about your Malfoy family's own situation?

There are so many things in what I just talked about, which of your Malfoys haven't done before?

But fortunately, a single mouse feces cannot spoil a pot of soup. Except for a few mouse feces from Slytherin Academy, other students, whether from wizard families or Muggle-born wizards, except for a very few Other than that, they all fell into deep self-doubt.

Among them are many little Slytherin wizards.

Astoria Greengrass, who danced with Tiera at the fourth-grade Christmas ball, was one of them.

When talking about the slave trade, Tiera looked at each other for a while and saw that Astoria almost immediately thought of the house-elves who served in her home.

"Professor!" But after Tiera finished talking about the slave trade, Hermione suddenly raised her hand.

"Please, Miss Granger." Tiera said with a smile, as if she already knew what Hermione was going to ask.

"May I ask whether the enslavement of house-elves by our wizards is the same oppression and exploitation as the black slave trade?" Hermione asked calmly, her eyes burning like torches.

Hermione's question was like dropping a depth charge, even though there were many little wizards—

Mainly, the little wizards of Slytherin burst out boos of ridicule and contempt at Hermione, but most of the other little wizards were thinking tangled in silence.

Obviously, most of the little wizards think of the house elves who usually serve them.

These little wizards are just like this—

While they were reluctant to serve the house elves, at the same time, under Tiera's teaching, they were obsessed with the justice of enjoying these services.

"No!" Before Tiera could answer Hermione, a little Slytherin wizard suddenly stood up and retorted:

"House-elves are completely different from black people! Black people are more or less human, and house-elves are not even people!"

"House elves are also wise, too--" Hermione tried to explain in a hurry, but Tiera waved her hand to stop Hermione.

"Okay, Hermione, please let me come." Tiera said.

"Then... Mr. Candela," Tiera said, "You mean that house-elves are not wizards, and are essentially different from wizards and Muggles, right?"

"Yes." The sixth-year Slytherin student, Baal Candela, stood up and replied.

"Very well, then Mr. Candela, let me ask you one more thing." Tiera said, "How do you distinguish between the same kind and the different?"

"Um...I...I, I..." Baalkandra said thoughtfully.

"Haha..." Tiera chuckled lightly and walked down from the podium.

"Is it looks?" Tiera walked to Baalkandra and said, "Is it looks?"

"Because house-elves have big eyes, bat-like ears? And thin bodies?" Tiera asked, patting Baalcandra's shoulder with one hand, bending down slightly, and pointing the other Dean Thomas in the Gryffindor seat -

"What about him?" Tiera asked with a smile, "he's all black, not as white as you, he has a flat nose and thick lips, not like you with a high nose and thin lips, and he has short curly black hair. , unlike your hair, smooth blonde."

"So do you want to enslave him too? Then do you want him to make breakfast for you and make your bed?" Tiera asked with a smile.

"No! I, I, I, I..." Baal Candela instantly became nervous.

"This is a crazy and chaotic world." Tiera straightened her waist, looked down at Baal Candela, and looked down at all the wizards sitting in the banquet hall.

"Hogwarts teaches too shallowly," Tiera said, "so shallow that almost no one is exposed to the reality of this world."

"In this vast universe, in addition to the earth, there are many planets." Tiera said, "Wizard, even the number of 5.7 billion humans in the entire universe is just a grain of sand in the desert. ."

"In the starry sky above us, there is a power and population that far exceeds our intelligent race."

"We face them as powerless as children face giants." Tiera said, "Should we kill them all or enslave them when we meet them?"

"Or..." Tiera smiled, "If they meet us, do you want us to become house-elves?"

"Of course, the great races haven't set their sights on us now." Tiera said with a smile, "After they set their sights on us, will we wizards and Muggles and house-elves in their eyes, Is it different from centaurs, mermen, and other magical creatures?"

"Do you think we will have the right to choose?" Tiera smiled mockingly, "Do you think they will join us in enslaving Muggles, house-elves, centaurs, and mermen?"

"Will we still enslave our wizards along with mermaids, centaurs, house-elves, and Muggles?" Tiera said, "Whether we like it or not~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ What is the difference between our wizards and other races? ? We're all just slaves, right?"

"Or we don't go further, just now." Tiera said with a smile, "Just recently, in the eyes of Voldemort, wizards other than Death Eaters, Muggles, house-elves, centaurs and mermen Is there a difference?"

"So what is a community of intelligent creatures with a shared future?" Tiera said, "Whether we like it or not, we will end up in the same path... We are all the same."

"Back to Hermione's problem," Tiera said. "Yes, we are enslaving them and exploiting them. We must face up to this matter, and we must also face up to our history."

"We exploited them so badly, so cruelly, for centuries," Tiera said. "Yes, it was our fault."

"This is also my wish." He suddenly made a loving expression and said, "I'm old, too old, so old that I'm dying, I no longer have the energy to carry out such reforms, such revolutions."

"Now I pass this fire to you." Tiera smiled more kindly, "Let the glory of our wizards last forever."

"The glory of mankind lasts forever."

"The glory of intelligent life lives on!"

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