Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

In an instant, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence. The Death Eaters held their breath, even their breathing becoming heavy. Everyone slowly turned their heads to see who dared to make such an inappropriate sound at this moment.

Voldemort's gaze fell on Lucius, his deep red eyes slightly narrowed. His slender fingers slowly caressed the shaft of the Elder Wand, as if pondering something.

The silence lasted for several seconds. Finally, he slowly spoke in a voice devoid of any warmth: "Lucius, do you have any insights? Feel free to share them, let everyone hear."

Upon hearing this, Lucius immediately bowed slightly, answering with his usual respectful demeanor: "Master, although some petty individuals are acting in the name of the Death Eaters, this incident is not entirely a bad thing."

"Regardless of who took action, it is the Death Eaters' reputation that is ultimately being amplified."

"This battle has allowed everyone to witness our power, making those who once sneered at us realize that they underestimated us, and also underestimated your greatness, Master."

"Oh?" Voldemort stared at Lucius, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. "So, you mean many people didn't recognize the Death Eaters before, and didn't acknowledge my fame?"

Hearing this, Lucius lowered his head even further: "Master, I dare not deceive you. When I first started developing our forces abroad, I did encounter many people who looked down on us."

"The area I'm responsible for is France. The situation there is somewhat better, most have heard of your fame, Master, but..."

Lucius hesitated, seemingly afraid to speak the remaining words.

"Speak!" Voldemort said coldly, "Lucius, just speak. I will not blame you."

"Thank you for your mercy," Lucius bowed again. "Many people in France have heard of your fame, but they don't approve of my recruitment. Some even declared..."

"They even declared that they have no interest in being confined to the island with us... playing house..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire meeting room was shrouded in a terrifying aura. Everyone felt as if they were being watched by a deadly poisonous snake, with the feeling that they could lose their lives at any moment.

Playing house?!

How interesting!

Is that how the world sees me?

An unnamed fire suddenly rose in Voldemort's heart, wishing he could immediately go and kill all these arrogant fellows.

These foolish things, what do they know? Without dealing with Dumbledore, there's no use in developing anywhere.

Grindelwald's forces were not small in the past, but after he lost to Dumbledore, his subordinates were quickly eradicated.

Steady and sure is the way to go!

"Master! I have already taught those ignorant scum a lesson," Lucius immediately shouted loudly, not daring to be negligent. "Those are just some scum mixed in various black markets, like those scum in Knockturn Alley before, with no knowledge at all."

"Of course, some pure-blood families there are knowledgeable. Faced with my recruitment, they joined our ranks without any hesitation. These people contributed the most to the attack on Gringotts this time."

"They may have their own plans, wanting to take this opportunity to gain some benefits from Gringotts, but their reverence for you, Master, is genuine."

Seeing Voldemort raise his right hand, Lucius immediately shut up, sitting there obediently, watching Voldemort begin to survey the surroundings.

"The situation Lucius mentioned just now is very interesting. I would like to ask everyone, have you encountered similar situations?"

The people around the long table exchanged glances almost imperceptibly, lowering their heads in fear. This topic was too sensitive, they really didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing that no one took the initiative to speak, Voldemort revealed a hint of sarcastic smile, and immediately began to call names: "Yaxley, how is the situation on your side?"

Yaxley shuddered all over, and immediately lowered his head and said: "Master, at the beginning, the situation in America was very pessimistic. Because the headmaster of Ilvermorny died at your hands, most of the local forces were very hateful towards us. Only some knowledgeable families took the initiative to respond to my recruitment."

"Of course, this kind of trivial matter is not worth disturbing you, Master. I can handle it properly myself. Moreover, since Dumbledore died at the hands of my colleagues, the voices of opposition there have basically disappeared."

"So, as Lucius said, this attack on Gringotts is indeed an opportunity for us to show our strength."

Voldemort did not speak, making it impossible to see his joy or anger. He just turned his head and looked at Karkaroff next to him.

"Master," Karkaroff smiled flatteringly, "The situation in Austria is very stable, and there are almost no bad voices to be heard. The people involved in the Gringotts incident were also very active, and after successfully taking Gringotts, even more people contacted me, wanting to join our ranks."

"So, Lucius is right, this time we have indeed made our name, letting people all over the world see our power."

Seeing that Voldemort did not mean to refute, many Death Eaters spoke up one after another, describing the benefits of this display of force to the wizarding world.

"Master," Lucius took the initiative to speak, "I have another good news here. The werewolves are afraid. Before I came, they took the initiative to contact me, wanting to join your command, Master."

Werewolves?

Snape glanced at Lucius almost imperceptibly.

It was true that Voldemort had asked Yaxley to recruit Dementors, Macnair to recruit giants, and Lucius's task was to subdue werewolves.

However, now that the werewolves were basically under Sebastian's command, Lucius's mission had made no progress, which led to his increasingly lower status among the Death Eaters. Later, Voldemort even drove him to France to develop his forces.

But... Judging from Sebastian's character, those werewolves should not have the possibility of escaping control. Could it be that there is something fishy here?

Hearing that the werewolves were willing to surrender, Voldemort looked at Lucius and asked with interest.

"Lucius, the werewolves surrendering is indeed good news, but I remember those werewolves are all Sebastian's subordinates. Can you be sure that they are sincerely surrendering?"

"Master, the person who contacted me was Old Peter, the director of Wulfsbane Herbology. Before this, no matter how much I offered him generous gifts, he would not be moved."

"However, after the Gringotts branches around the world fell, he took the initiative to contact me, expressing a strong desire to surrender. I can't be sure if he is sincere, after all, I don't have your ability to see through people's hearts, Master, but I can truly feel that he is very afraid."

"Master, our team has grown stronger, so I need your instructions, whether to continue accepting the surrender of these werewolves?"