Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"What are you thinking about?"

After a long time, the purebloods below seemed to finally wake up from the almost real illusion. Charles let his voice resound throughout the audience again, and he asked softly.

Shire has a good grasp of the essence of the magic world, strength is always the priority here, just like when he was most open, he didn't really care about Shire.

But now, they had to listen carefully to his speech.

"Muggles don't seem so useless either."

Suddenly a voice came from below.

"At least they can be used to be ruled by us."

The voice fell, and there was a burst of laughter from around.

Charles didn't know who was speaking. He was familiar with these people and had the memory of the Pensieve, but he didn't have the ability to recognize people by their voices.

It can be distinguished by magic, but it is not necessary. It must be a pure-blooded wizard.

"It seems that you have also learned something."

Charles chuckled softly.

"Are you going to regain the glory of Lord Grindelwald? I can support you."

said the voice again.

Charles shook his head.

Not every pure-blood wizard is a shrewd existence, just like not everyone is a smart person, and there must be idiots among them.

In fact, guys like Malfoy are already considered pure-blooded people with brains. Thinking about it this way, the quality of pure-blood wizards is actually worrying.

indeed so.

Because many guys didn't see the real purpose of Ciel letting them watch this memory at all, and they thought Ciel was standing on Grindelwald's point of view.

Wizards rule Muggles.

Ciel was worried about such fools.

If it was the beginning, Ciel just cleaned up these disobedient pure bloods, then he likes idiots and welcomes idiots.

But what he needs to do now is to borrow their power, so that... idiots will not be so pleasing.

In fact, Charles was not worried about the Death Eaters, they had never been a problem, and since these people could go to Voldemort, they could go to him.

Neutral wizards are not a problem either. Charles is not the only one present tonight. Dumbledore is also here.

Wizards without brains are more troublesome. They can't always see the situation clearly. When Charles thinks it is necessary, maybe he needs to make an example of others.

The most troublesome... actually should be members of the Order of the Phoenix, and those so-called righteous white wizards.

They yearn for the freedom they yearn for, so that they will not easily obey a stranger even if what the stranger wants to do is to save the future world.

So, I'm afraid Dumbledore is still needed.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Witch Empire was so powerful that they needed to unite, Shire would really be too lazy to take care of these messy things.

His own ability is so-so, and he has a lot of ideas. He is talking about the British wizarding world.

No, the magic circle of the whole world.

………………

"Wow."

Charles exaggeratedly turned half a circle in front of him with his cane, and made a gesture of hugging.

"Is there anyone who thinks that what I'm showing you is a bright future after wizards rule Muggles?"

Looking at the wizards below, except for Lucius, who had a little bit of IQ in the original plot, his eyes looked thoughtful. Looking at the expressions of the others, it is obvious that most of them really think so.

Don't blame them either.

Although many strange elements have been added to the British magic world, most people are ordinary wizards who will never step out of the magic world in their lifetime.

They may not even know that there are so many heroes in the New World next door.

It is a test of their wisdom to think of another world invading this world.

"This is a war!"

Ciel suddenly raised his voice.

At the same time, a faint scent of flowers began to permeate the air. This was Nicolas May's gadget secretly swaying, a gadget that can make people more concentrated.

Everyone was shocked, and then looked at Charles intently.

Dumbledore and Nicolas had already arrived near the venue. They looked at the person in the center of the venue, as if they saw many people.

"You've all seen that world."

"Muggles, wizards, wizards' magic, and Muggles' magic."

"That's a great future, a strong future."

"But it's not our future."

"Because the future that belongs to us is their invasion!"

Everyone paused again.

Many wizards are not very smart, but they are not really stupid. Charles has said it so clearly, they still can't understand it.

"How can it be!"

Someone subconsciously called out that in this situation, there is not much difference between wizards and Muggles, and their first instinctive reaction was to refuse.

"Why is it impossible?"

Charles asked with a smile.

"Apparition can take us from Dunlon to Godric's Hollow in an instant, why can't there be magic that allows us to go from this world to another world in an instant."

The voice below stopped.

They are all wizards, and using apparition as an example is the best, just like since Muggles know cars, they can naturally understand trains.

Following Charles' answer, there was a burst of discussion below, and Charles could hear it clearly, many of them didn't believe it, and didn't think it was true.

"What should we do."

But there are also pragmatic people.

Charles glanced at it, and it was Amos who asked the question.

"ha!"

"You've finally hit the mark."

"That's exactly what we're going to discuss today, or, I say, listen."

"Of course what we have to do is to resist. The first step is to integrate the power of the wizarding world. The second step is to lead the Muggles to prepare for the battle. The last step is to win the war."

"... No one will think about not resisting."

"You must know that the world is very unfriendly to men."

Scattered laughter came from below. Although most of the wizards were frowning, there were always a few big-hearted guys who couldn't tell the priority.

"But how do we do that."

This time it was not Amos who asked the question. Charles glanced at it, and it seemed that it should be a pure-blood wizard named Adam, one of the twenty-eight saints.

"Ha, I thought, this is a question that has been given an answer."

"Under my leadership, of course."

Charles took a half step back in an exaggerated manner, bowed, and then got up, his eyes became cold.

"I'm a dirty half-breed, which most of you would think it is, but I don't think it's okay because we're all wizards."

"There may be a slight misunderstanding between me and some of you here but I don't think that's okay. I'm generous and I won't pursue this issue."

"So, I don't think there's anything wrong with my proposal."

"Well, you should all agree."

Since the beginning, Charles, who had been very gentle, suddenly changed, and said to himself with a seemingly inquiring, but in fact, unquestionable attitude.

In an instant, all the voices of discussion stopped.