Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

“Dumbledore, you, and poor Mr. Scrimgeour are all victims of this incident. The people of the Ministry of Magic should hate France instead.”

After listening to Lucius's words, Fudge hesitated and said, "Wouldn't that be me promoting Dumbledore?"

"No no no."

Lucius interrupted Fudge, explaining, "The most crucial point of the whole thing is that Dumbledore was also a loser in this affair. He saw through the French plot but failed to stop it."

"And you also saw through the French conspiracy, but Umbridge was too incompetent. Your decision was not wrong."

"This means that you have the same foresight as Dumbledore, or even better. After all, Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard. He personally took action this time but failed. You, on the other hand, just trusted the wrong person."

"In terms of the degree of failure, you are inferior to Dumbledore."

“Praising Dumbledore is praising you, defending Dumbledore is defending you. With Dumbledore as your backer, your little mistake is nothing but a trivial matter.”

"Incidentally, we can also use Dumbledore's prestige to divert the hatred from the whole affair."

“You are a wizard with a greater vision than Dumbledore. Who else is qualified to be Minister of Magic?”

Every word Lucius said struck a chord with Fudge.

“Yes, that’s right,” Fudge muttered. “Dumbledore was a loser too, he lost more than I did, and I had more foresight than Dumbledore.”

“Mr. Lucius, you are a genius, a true genius.”

Fudge excitedly grasped Lucius's hand and said urgently, "I'll have the Daily Prophet issue a statement right now, exposing the sinister face of the French Ministry of Magic and letting everyone see the truth."

After saying that, Fudge ran off in a hurry, eager to let everyone in the wizarding world know about it.

Lucius calmly straightened his clothes and gracefully left the Ministry of Magic.

With a character analysis chart provided by the owner, Lucius was incredibly adept at dealing with Fudge.

He has now completely gained Fudge's trust, and Fudge listens to him without question.

This experience of fighting alone made Fudge desperately need an ally who could not pose a threat to his position.

Lucius perfectly met all his requirements; how could Fudge not trust him?

The position of Deputy Minister of Logistics at the Ministry of Magic was just the beginning; Lucius believed he would soon rise to a higher position.

The following day, France responded immediately after Fouché published a new report.

At first, the other party was somewhat restrained, but Fudge was anything but polite to them, and his words were incredibly harsh, almost to the point of pointing his finger at them and cursing.

Faced with such humiliation, the French minister could not tolerate it and responded with a strong counterattack.

The two sides continued their back-and-forth, and this war of words continued until the start of the Hogwarts term.

The argument between Britain and France was incredibly heated, and it not only didn't stop over time, but even seemed to be escalating.

At this point, Fudge had achieved his goal. No one wanted to know the truth; they all just wanted the other side to pay the price.

Witt also began a new semester.

At Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, Witt appeared on the platform with a beautiful phoenix on his head, instantly attracting the attention of most people.

"Look, a beautiful phoenix!"

Unlike most people who simply look on with curiosity, a little girl with blond hair chose to run over and reach out to touch Albus.

As she tiptoed to reach for the phoenix Albus, she noticed Witt's eyes and exclaimed, "Horned Water Serpent Monster."

Witt: "..."

Are you polite?

“I am human.” Witt took a step back, refusing the other’s hand from touching the phoenix, and used magic to separate the two.

At this moment, Witt noticed the strange decorations on the other person's body, including a necklace made of various feathers around her neck, which made her look much more distinctive than ordinary people.

At first, Witt wasn't sure, but now he was completely certain of the other party's identity.

Luna Lovegood, a girl who appears crazy but is actually intelligent to the point of being eccentric.

92 was the year the other party enrolled in school.

"Are you really not a longhorned water snake in disguise?" After Witt chose to step back, Luna stopped reaching out and instead asked about the longhorned water snake.

"No."

After glancing at Luna a few times, Witt looked away and asked, "Where are your parents?"

"He's selling *The Quibbler* magazine over there," Luna said, pointing to her father after hearing Witte's question. "We've made a new discovery: the French Minister of Magic is actually a goblin. Do you want to buy a copy?"

A goblin, the French Minister of Magic?

Witt felt that Luna was insulting his intelligence, but Luna's gaze was particularly sincere, so sincere that it was as if she were sharing her latest discovery with her best friend.

Sure enough, there's a reason why singing a different tune doesn't sell.

"Give me a notebook, how much?"

If it were something ordinary, Werther might scoff at it, but for something this particularly outrageous, Werther had to buy a book to read.

He wanted to see how the other party planned to fabricate the story.

There's a reason why those who sing dissent have survived for so many years in the magical world.

Luna seemed very happy to hear that Witt wanted to buy a magazine, and she said with a smile, "Seven silver coins."

The price was a bit high, but Wit still chose to pay.

Luna took the money and skipped off to find her father, handing Victor a brand-new magazine.

Witt got the magazine and went straight to the point, flipping to the article about the French Minister of Magic, and the more he read, the more his head ached.

The gist of this article is that the French Minister of Magic has a beard that resembles that of a goblin, therefore he is a goblin.

The entire article is devoid of evidence, consisting entirely of opinions, and doesn't even include any pictures.

Compared to this article, Rita Skipp's works can all be considered documentary literature.

Witt closed the magazine and rubbed his temples; his head was throbbing.

"How are the sales of this issue of your magazine?"

Such a brilliant article! Witt felt completely unworthy to comment on it, and could only indirectly inquire about the magazine's sales.

“Sales have increased eightfold,” Luna replied excitedly to Victor. She thought Victor had a particularly keen eye and could spot angles that others missed.

“Many readers have written to us, saying that our evidence is very strong, and they are even planning to buy more magazines and send them to France.”

Witt felt that his mouth could be opened wide enough to swallow an egg.

How could such an article be possible...?

Wait a minute, it dawned on Victor. It seems that Britain and France are arguing. Recently, every issue of the Daily Prophet has published diplomatic interviews between the two countries' Ministries of Magic, accompanied by a special article that interprets each word.

In case someone doesn't understand, the explanation is very detailed.

It's so catchy to read.

Witt was also paying attention to this, after all, he was the one who started the whole thing.

The British public, caught up in their emotions, probably didn't care about arguments or evidence; they just wanted to see amusement about France and humiliation of the French.

This dissenting article perfectly captures the mindset of the British wizard.

The author presents opinions without evidence, and the reader focuses solely on emotions, ignoring facts; the two work together seamlessly.

"This article is so insightful," Witt praised against his conscience. "I think the French Minister of Magic must be a goblin."

“Of course he’s a goblin, no need to think so,” Luna earnestly corrected Witt’s mistake.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Witt apologized sincerely, then abruptly changed the subject, saying, "Well, the train is about to leave, I have to go take care of my sister."

Although Witt liked Luna very much when reading the novel, in reality, he felt that he couldn't keep up with her train of thought at all.

If we continue talking, his worldview might experience a minor collapse.

Witt needs some time to calm down and sort out his thoughts.

“My name is Luna Lovegood. What’s your name?” Luna extended her hand to Witt very warmly.

“Virt Booz”.

After briefly exchanging names with Luna, Witt quickly entered the carriage.

Luna was bullied a lot by other students at Hogwarts because of her personality. If Sena had the same personality, she would probably have been treated similarly at Hogwarts.

Victor went over to her and told the students that there were some people they couldn't afford to mess with.

The Hogwarts Express started right on time, taking the young wizard on a new year of adventure.

Harry and Ron were not absent, it seems that his change in Lucius has affected the plot of this year, but it doesn't matter, after the first year, Victor no longer cares about the plot.

Without the Basilisk, Dumbledore would naturally arrange other trials for Harry, so Witt didn't need to worry about it.

This year, Witt's goal for himself is to obtain the Gryffindor sword and to learn more about the nature of magic.

In the evening, as the Hogwarts Express arrived at its destination, Witt and the first-year students got off the train together.

Today, the heavens were kind enough not to rain, and the moon looked especially beautiful in the cloudless sky.

Witt pulled a magic music box from his pocket; he had prepared a surprise for this year's Hogwarts freshmen.

This was a huge surprise that he had painstakingly pieced together from his mind over the course of a year.

Hedway Variations

Accompanied by a melodious and ethereal mysterious tune, the world of magic slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes.

This soul-stirring, dreamlike magic, set against the backdrop of Hogwarts Castle, delivers an unprecedented and exquisitely wondrous experience.

Many people couldn't help but hum along.

Luna, disregarding everyone's stares, started dancing along.

I envy them. Listening to music, Witt stood up straight and looked out at the distant castle. I wish he had had that kind of treatment last year.

An entrance into the world without the Hedway Variations is incomplete, incomplete, and soulless.

Although he made up for some of his regrets today, Victor is already a sophomore and no longer a freshman.

So it is still somewhat incomplete.

When the music ended, Witte put away the music box, boarded the carriage, and turned back to shout to the departing new students.