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.

The eyes of many wizards became fiery and full of fighting spirit. Obviously, Voldemort successfully incited them to stand on Voldemort's side with their anger and fear of Muggles and their desire for freedom and pure blood.

"Mr. Riddle, what you said is a bit -" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Diana had to retort, but was quickly interrupted by Voldemort.

"We are wizards! We are powerful wizards! We have powerful blood flowing in our bodies!" Voldemort waved his wand and said, "We have the best blood in the world and have unparalleled magical talents! And these Muggles , but because of jealousy and fear, they try to destroy us! But I tell you, they will never reach our height."

The wizards responded to Voldemort's words, and their cheers contained their infinite recognition of pure blood, wizard culture, and Voldemort's leadership.

"Muggles are narrow-minded and they feel threatened by our existence." Voldemort continued to incite. "They try to limit our power and suppress our freedom. But they are just ant-like existences and can never understand our greatness. .”

Voldemort's words were filled with endless hatred. He raised his hand, and a bunch of dark magical power gathered in his palm.

"And those Muggles, so what if they created such a powerful civilization? So what if they created deadly weapons? They are always mediocre bloodlines." Voldemort said with cold eyes, "They took away our family, our Relatives, and the lives of countless pure-blood wizards! What now? Now, under the leadership of Tiera, they are going to take away our proud bloodline. Can you agree? My fellow wizards?"

"No! We don't agree!" Upon hearing this, the wizards' anger burned further, as if they wanted to pick up their wands and rush forward to fight the Muggles.

Voldemort took a deep breath, raised his wand, and stared into the eyes of the wizards with a firm and righteous expression.

"I swear by my life, my wand and my magic! I will fight for our noble race!" Voldemort solemnly swore, "I will fight for the dignity of pure-blood wizards! We act untainted and brave Earth fights for freedom!”