Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Sebastian certainly understood Agimbar's thoughts and knew his difficulties, but he chose to remain silent and said nothing more.

The International Confederation of Wizards was filled with complex and intertwined interests, and no country was willing to place another emperor above their heads, even if that person could stand against the Dark Lord.

However, Sebastian was determined to obtain the position of President of the International Confederation of Wizards, as this position held crucial strategic significance for his future plans to overturn the Statute of Secrecy and reshape the wizarding world's order.

But he didn't intend to actively seize that position; he wanted other countries to willingly agree to his autocratic demands, and then beg him to become the President of the International Confederation of Wizards, with the whole three-times-declining charade.

The reason no one would agree now was simply because they weren't anxious enough, feeling that the current situation wasn't tense enough, and even harboring wishful thinking that the existing system could still be maintained.

This wishful thinking was only temporary. When the situation spiraled out of control and danger was imminent, the wizards of various countries would realize that only by finding a powerful backer could they stabilize the situation, and that backer could be none other than him.

Sebastian believed that this time wouldn't be too late.

Of course, passively waiting wasn't his style. He decided to take the initiative, put some pressure on these countries, and also give Voldemort some surprises.

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The second Friday after Dumbledore's funeral, London, Diagon Alley.

Cloudy skies loomed over Diagon Alley, the grayness seeming to cast a bleak undertone over the entire street. The once bustling street now appeared extremely empty and desolate.

The shops along the street had long lost their former vitality. Many shops were tightly closed, their windows covered with dust, some even displaying notices of "Closed" or "Shop for Rent."

The signs that once attracted countless wizards to stop and admire had now become dim and dilapidated, some even teetering, as if lamenting the decline of this district.

Most merchants had already chosen to relocate to Hogsmeade New Town, with only a very few shops still persisting in their business. Those who remained here were mostly pure-blood families with some connections to Voldemort.

Their windows were filled with slogans such as "Special Sale" or "Clearance Sale" in an attempt to attract customers' attention. However, even if they were open, there were hardly any people stopping by.

Occasionally, a few wizards could be seen passing by on the street, mostly wearing dark hoods, their expressions solemn, their steps hurried, as if afraid of being recognized. Even when passing others, they deliberately lowered their heads, avoiding any eye contact.

The only place that still retained some vitality was Gringotts Bank at the end of the street. The white marble doors were still as clean as new, and the towering dome emitted a cold luster under the cloudy sky, with wizards constantly entering and exiting.

Two goblins guarded the entrance, their eyes sharp and alert, closely watching every wizard entering and leaving the bank.

Inside Gringotts, there was an extremely luxurious conference room, the ceiling of which was inlaid with hundreds of glittering magic lamps, enveloping the entire room in a soft golden glow.

The walls were carved from heavy rock, covered with intricate goblin writing and countless sparkling gems.

In the center of the conference room was a large circular stone table, the surface of which was made of a single piece of obsidian, so smooth that it reflected the goblins' shrewd eyes.

Today, almost all the goblins in Britain were gathered in this conference room, numbering hundreds, densely packed throughout the entire room.

Such a scene was extremely rare, and only major events were worthy of such a large-scale gathering. And the theme of today's meeting was the notice sent by the Ministry of Magic.

At the head of the circular stone table sat an elderly goblin, his figure more slender than ordinary goblins, his long white eyebrows drooping to his cheeks, and the wrinkles on his forehead as deep as rock cracks.

His name was Gransak, the Supreme Elder of Gringotts, a noble figure with extremely high prestige in goblin society.

Gransak tapped the stone table, his steady voice echoing throughout the conference room: "Except for those who maintain basic business at the counters, everyone is basically here. Now, let's officially begin today's agenda."

"The Ministry of Magic has advised us to relocate Gringotts to Hogsmeade New Town. Everyone should be aware of this. Now, let's have open discussion, and all goblins can express their views."

For a moment, the entire conference room erupted, with goblins speaking one after another, expressing their opinions.

"What's there to say? Is that advice? It's clearly notifying us to move to the new town within a limited time!" One goblin waved his arms angrily, the wrinkles on his face twisted with indignation.

"Yes! They say that the Aurors are unable to maintain the security of Diagon Alley and that only the new town can guarantee our safety—where is the protection in that? It's clearly a veiled threat to us!" Another goblin sneered, crossing his arms in front of his chest, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Move? What a joke! Gringotts is not just the buildings above ground, our main structure is all underground!" A goblin wearing a red robe tapped the table, analyzing rationally.

"How much resources would it take to move Gringotts as a whole? How much time would it take? This would be an extremely large project, a pure waste of effort."

Many goblins nodded, obviously, this reason was one of the main reasons they opposed the relocation.

"Didn't the Ministry of Magic say that if we move, they will send employees from the Ministry of Magic to help, and even that Swan will personally come forward to ensure that it can be done within two days."

"Don't be stupid! They want to take this opportunity to extend their hand into Gringotts and take the opportunity to spy on the secrets here."

"Yes, and that Swan, with such a large industry, never puts Galleons in Gringotts, saying that it is necessary to ensure a healthy cash flow. Ridiculous, can't Galleons in Gringotts ensure cash flow?!"

"Well said, if he couldn't create Galleons, I suspect that Swan would even open his own wizarding bank to replace our Gringotts."

For a time, emotions ran high, and the goblins joined in the condemnation of Sebastian.

In their view, holding a large number of Galleons without depositing them in Gringotts was pure theft, encroaching on the goblins' interests and power.

Seeing that the direction of the meeting was becoming more and more biased, Gransak tapped the stone table again.

"Don't deviate from the theme of the meeting. Swan's encroachment on the goblins' Galleons is a shameful robber, there is no doubt about that, no need to waste time continuing to discuss it."

"Please focus on the Ministry of Magic's notice, the meeting continues!"