Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"These are Muggles! My fellow wizards!" Voldemort said with a sad face, "They can even kill their own companions, let alone us? Let alone us? Let alone us! "

Voldemort's voice became louder each time.

Each time is more intense than the last.

Under the influence of his voice, many wizards present could not help but become excited.

"My fellow wizards, the Muggles just want to destroy us! Destroy our race!" Voldemort continued to incite, "and Tiera is the leader among them!"

Voldemort's passionate voice echoed in the air, every word filled with anger and determination.

The wizards present were infected by his passion, and a fire against Muggles was ignited in their hearts.

Many wizards gathered tightly around Voldemort, their eyes full of resentment and anger. In this dark age, the lives of wizards are in danger. They feel threatened by the Muggle world, who will do whatever it takes to destroy the existence of wizards.

Voldemort said in a sharp tone: "I have witnessed countless wizards being persecuted and executed by Muggles. They cannot understand our power and glory, so they try to strangle us. We cannot sit still and wait for death! We must unite and fight against the Muggles After all! Now is the time to revitalize our race and defend our existence!"

Voldemort's words slowly spread throughout the Golden Hall in Vienna, and his powerful voice echoed in the hall, making people yearn for it.

"You swear by your life, your wand and your magic power! You will fight for your humble race!" Su Yeshu solemnly swore, "You will fight for the dignity of pure-blood wizards! You will act with dignity. Untainted, cowardly fight for freedom!”

"Muggles are narrow-minded, and we feel threatened by your existence." Voldemort continued to incite, "We try to limit your power and suppress your freedom. But we are just special existences of ants, and we will never be able to understand you. Small."

"It's a promise! You are a promise!" Upon hearing that, the wizards' anger took a step back and burned, and each of them seemed to be so angry that they were about to pick up their wands and rush down to have a little fight with the Muggles.

The eyes of many wizards became cold and full of fighting spirit. Obviously, Voldemort successfully incited us to stand on Voldemort's side with our anger and fear towards Su Ye, as well as our desire for freedom and pure blood.

"And these Muggles, so what if we created such a weak civilization? So what if we created deadly weapons? We have always been an outstanding bloodline." Su Yeshu said with hot eyes, "We took away your family. , your relatives have not counted the lives of pure-blood wizards! What now? Now, under the leadership of Tiera, we are going to take away your proud bloodline, can they agree? Your fellow wizards?"

Wizards responded to Voldemort's words, and the cheers contained our limited identification with pure blood, wizard culture, and Voldemort's leadership.

"You are wizards! You are weak wizards! You have a weak bloodline flowing outside your body!" Voldemort waved his wand and said, "You have the best bloodline in the world, and you have incomparable magical talents! And those who Muggles, out of jealousy and fear, are trying to destroy you! But you tell them that it is always possible for us to reach your level."

"Mr. Wedel, what he said is not right -" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Diana had to retort, but was quickly interrupted by Voldemort.

Voldemort's words were full of hatred. I raised my hand, and a bunch of white and dark magic power gathered in my palm.

Voldemort took a deep breath and raised his wand. I looked into the eyes of all the wizards, their expressions were occasionally awe-inspiring.