Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 758 Debate
“Then my dear colleagues,” Tierra asked with a smile, “now you should know how to urge those stubborn people from all over Europe… oh no, I should say those small power units from all over Europe to move to England, right?”

“This is not my authority after all,” Tiera said with a smile. “This is your small unit of power. How much power you will gain in the future depends on this.”

Tiera's words stirred a frenzy among the wizarding officials. They began to consider how to increase their population in order to expand their families' influence and resources.

……

Meanwhile, in another space within Vienna's Golden Hall in Europe.

The power struggle for the presidency of the International Magic Federation has also entered a heated phase.

A young Voldemort stood on the stage with two other candidates, facing thousands of ordinary wizards in the hall, about to begin their speeches and debates.

Voldemort stepped onto the stage, his tall, slender figure immediately drawing the audience's attention. He smiled and nodded to everyone around him, and everyone could feel the authority and confidence emanating from him.

Tom Riddle—

Or perhaps it was the young Voldemort, dressed in an elegant black wizard's robe, whose brilliance shimmered like a star in the dark night under the bright lights of Vienna's Golden Hall.

A golden olive branch casually adorned his head.

This seems to symbolize victory.

Voldemort smiled, his youthful appearance making him exceptionally handsome; simply standing on the high platform drew everyone's attention.

Several wizards with differing opinions cast suspicious glances at him, but he paid them no mind.

"Dear listeners, my lovely and pitiful fellow wizards, thank you for coming." His voice was steady and powerful, and everyone in the audience held their breath and listened quietly.

"The new policy claims to achieve the integration of the wizarding world and the Muggle world, but is this really feasible? There are too many differences between wizards and Muggles; our lifestyles, values, and social structures are all different. If we accommodate them and abandon our traditions and independence, then we will lose ourselves and become unquestioning subordinates!"

Voldemort's words were incredibly persuasive, and his passionate delivery immediately resonated with the audience. People nodded in agreement, some even angered by his extreme views.

"We not only need to protect our own magical culture and traditions, but also our land and resources. The policy of emigrating to Britain will place a huge burden on us. Don't we have our own homes? Must we be forced to beg for a living in someone else's territory?"

"My fellow wizards, my dear compatriots, look! Look at the faces of those people!"

As he spoke, Voldemort suddenly pointed to the other two candidates who were positioned to his right.

"Look at them, look at their faces! This is the face of human traffickers!"

"It's them. They want to sell you to England, to sell you there to be slaves to that devil Tierra!"

The audience erupted in applause, but also jeers. Voldemort's remarks had ignited strong emotions in the crowd, splitting them into two opposing camps.

The expressions on the other two candidates' faces changed drastically—

Voldemort's accusation was a rather serious one.

I plan to start a new One Piece fanfiction book at the end of October. This book will be completed as soon as possible, so I won't be stockpiling chapters anymore; I'll just publish as I write.

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