Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is!

Dougster nodded and waved his wand, lifting the restriction on the Silencing Charm.

The young wizard looked first at Ivan, then at Alicia and spoke sarcastically.

"This is ridiculous. I can't believe you let a young boy sit there. Is this how you humiliate people, Alicia?"

"Or did you expect your men to follow your orders like dogs?"

At this point, the young wizard looked around at the crowd.

In his opinion, Alicia had undoubtedly made an extremely stupid decision!

Perhaps this woman doted on her child too much, or perhaps she wanted to train her heir, but no matter what, letting a thirteen-year-old brat sit at the head of the table was a great humiliation!

However, to his surprise, none of the wizards present seemed to be particularly upset about this…

The eyes of the crowd flickered with some emotion he could not understand…

Ivan was not offended by the wizard's impudence, only slightly disappointed. He had expected some high-minded comment, but it turned out he only wanted a good beating…

"Rhys Nott?" Ivan said casually, standing up and looking at him.

"Yes, it's me!" The young wizard threw his head back arrogantly. He had been taught not to bow even when he was a prisoner.

Ivan sneered at him, then ignored him and started walking down the steps.

"Gentlemen, over the years, I've been wondering how these so-called pure-bloods stand out from the rest of us, and why they're sacred!"

"At first, I thought it was the pure-bloods who had the greatest gifts and the greatest power over us…"

"But apparently that's wrong! Lord Voldemort, who started the Wizarding War a dozen years ago, was a mix of wizard and Muggle, and Albus Dumbledore, who is also known as the Great White Wizard, is not among the Sacred Twenty-Eight… it is clear that the pure-bloods are no better than us, and some of them are even weaker!"

None of the wizards present were expecting Ivan to suddenly start talking about this, and they were momentarily baffled.

However, many wizards shuddered when Ivanti rose and fell.

The rest of the group were shocked by Ivan's words. This was the first time they had heard that the rumored Dark Lord was actually a half-blood wizard, despite the fact that Lord Voldemort was a practitioner of pure-blood ideals…

Due to Ivan's power, no one dared to refute him, and the rational wizards began to think about what Ivan had just said.

Rhys Nott smiled disdainfully, wanting to prove that pure-blood wizards were inherently superior to half-bloods and Muggles, but was dazzled by the Order of Merlin (First Class) on Ivan's collar.

Yvonne looked at Reece Nott, who was rooted to the spot, wanting to retort but unable to find the words.

"Since the strengths of pure-bloods have nothing to do with strength or talent, is it money or power?"

"Ah… of course we can say that! After all, pure-blood families run the board of Hogwarts, and are represented in all the important departments of the Ministry!"

"It's undeniable that some pure-bloods are quite remarkable, and I have come into contact with children of pure-blood families who are brave, intelligent, approachable…"

Yvonne thought of Luna, George, and Neville. They were all pure-bloods, but very nice people, and one thing about each of them was that they were generally not considered part of the elite!

Top pure-blood families like Malfoy's and Black's were very different, with Goyle and Crabbe acting like idiots.

Therefore, Ivan did not stop talking. He continued slowly.

"But I also know some people who are uncultured, overbearing, and condescending! They rely on the wealth and prestige of their ancestors, and their lives are smooth sailing without much effort!"

"Even so, those pure-blood wizards with great wealth still want to control us!

They look down upon wizards who struggle to survive in Knockturn Alley as if we are mere rats in a sewer, and they take what little wealth we have left so that they can enjoy it…

Why don't you think about it? The Six Families have been in Knockturn Alley for hundreds of years. What have they really done for us? Nothing! We are even poorer than ever!

They lived in comfortable estates and, in order not to be mocked by other pure-blood wizards for their frequent contact with low-class wizards and so-called Muggles, remotely controlled their spokesmen and, with a small amount of money, formed a so-called Law Enforcement Squad, which used the rules they laid down to exploit and exploit our meager salaries…"

Yvonne looked around the room, speaking freely in the spacious Great Hall.

Prior to this, he had never learned how to speak, but fortunately, in his previous life, he was very fond of reading books… all kinds of books! Therefore, he knew very well that while it was complicated to talk about uniting a group of people, there was also a relatively easy way to do so, which was to provoke conflict!

All you have to do is grab hold of a sore spot that everyone approves of, pull it together with your words, fan the flames of conflict, and finally establish a common goal…