Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

The door of the cafe closed behind him, bringing in a slight breeze.

It's very quiet here, there are not many guests, the walls are decorated with exquisite warm-toned paintings, and the air is filled with the aroma of roasted coffee beans and black tea.

Amanta didn't like this arrangement, but at the moment, she had no choice.

Julius sat opposite her, his long, slender fingers casually resting on the wooden table, the joints clearly visible.

He flipped through the menu seemingly casually and finally ordered a cup of black tea.

Then, before she even opened her mouth, he ordered a cup of her favorite coffee for her.

Amanta frowned slightly and wanted to resist.

However, when the waiter brought the coffee, the aroma overflowing from the cup hit her taste memory.

In the end, she didn't say anything, but just acquiesced to his choice.

She stroked the wall of the cup with her fingertips, feeling the warmth of the porcelain, and her eyes fell on Julius warily.

"Okay, relax." Julius smiled gently, and gently pushed the cup in front of him with his slender fingers. "Don't be so nervous, I just want to chat."

Amanta pursed her lips, her eyes sharp: "What do you want to say?"

Julius took a sip of black tea, a faint smile on his face: "Tell me something interesting, like...what you are doing."

Amanta's pupils shrank slightly, her left hand unconsciously clenched the coffee cup, and the fist hidden under the table curled up slightly.

"What are you talking about?" She looked at him indifferently, even revealing a hint of indifference in her eyes.

Julius' smile deepened, and he slowly put down his teacup, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

"Don't play dumb." He said softly, his tone like a whisper, "Crown, Mermaid Gem, Gaunt Coat of Arms... Hmm? Do these names sound familiar?"

Amanta's breathing hitched for a moment.

Did Julius know?

Her fingertips slid slowly along the rim of the cup, trying to look calm, but her heartbeat had already begun to accelerate.

She briefly assessed the situation—

The more Julius revealed, the more information he had, and the fact that he chose to tell her this here... meant that he was not afraid of her resistance, and even had everything under control.

"What do you want to say?" Amanta finally spoke, looking at him warily.

Julius sighed and leaned back in his chair, his expression showing a hint of careless regret.

"Amanta, you are so smart, but don't you sometimes feel that your intelligence has constrained you? You are always cautious and always choose your position carefully, afraid of taking a wrong step, but in fact... you are no longer in a safe zone."

Amanta said nothing, just looked at him quietly.

"Do you remember what I told you before?" Julius continued, his tone gentle but with an undercurrent, "Voldemort is a loser."

Amanta frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "What do you mean?"

"He blindly pursued the black magic, which eroded his heart, and eventually made him crazy and blind."

Julius spoke as if he were telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"His fear comes from his obsession with 'immortality'. He wants to be the ruler of the wizarding world, but he has never really thought about how to make the wizarding world obey him. He only relies on fear and violence... But you know, the subjects under tyranny will eventually rebel."

As Amanta listened to these words, her thoughts raced.

Julius' tone was too frank, so frank that it even seemed unreal to her.

He had never been so direct in revealing his thoughts.

All along, he has been like a cunning fox, whispering in her ears with gentle words and obscure hints, inducing her to doubt the people around her and shake her position.

But this time, he almost exposed his thoughts nakedly.

He even openly denied Voldemort in front of her.

She was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "If you think so, why do you still contact the Death Eaters? I heard that you have contact with them."

Julius smiled, his eyes dark, "That's just... a temporary use."

He did not explain further, but leaned forward slowly, looking at her with burning eyes.

"I don't intend to become Voldemort's subordinate, Amanta." He whispered, "I want to change the wizarding world and create a future that truly belongs to wizards."

Amanta frowned slightly and sneered, "Oh? You mean, let the wizarding world return to the Dark Ages, let the pure-blood families take control of everything again? And then exclude half-blood and Muggle-born wizards?"

Julius raised his eyebrows, a faint smile on his lips: "You misunderstood, I am not so pedantic. I am not one of those old families. What I pursue is the true order."

"...What exactly do you want to do?" Amanta asked coldly.

Julius did not answer, but stared at her quietly, with an ambiguous smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Do you want to... join me?" he said gently, "together to change this corrupt wizarding world?"

The air froze, Amanta's heart trembled, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

She almost wanted to refute immediately, but her rationality made her restrain her impulse and calmly think about every word of Julius.

Too dangerous.

Logically, he should be like those Death Eaters, worshipping the Dark Lord and following his ideas...

But Julius in front of him showed an ambition that was completely different from Voldemort's.

He didn't want to be a follower, he wanted to be king.

She thought of countless possibilities in an instant, and various speculations flashed through her mind.

And at this moment, Julius suddenly moved closer to her, his eyes locked deeply into hers.

"Let me see what you're thinking."

The next second, Amanta's mind suddenly hurt.

——Terminology!

There was no wand, no spell, Julius actually used wandless and silent Legilimency on her!

Amanta's eyes suddenly opened wide, her heartbeat accelerated violently, and she almost instinctively used the brain closure technique to forcibly resist the invading force.

She could feel Julius's mind trying to pry open her memories, searching for her secrets.

That feeling was like an invisible dagger, trying to cut through her mental defenses and spy on her every thought.

No...I can't let him see me!

Amanta tried her best, mobilized all her mental strength, and shook off the prying force!

She stood up suddenly, her eyes burning with anger, staring at Julius: "You actually——"

Julius smiled slowly, stood up gracefully, and gently adjusted the collar of his shirt, looking calm.

"Don't be angry." He said softly, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, "I was just testing you... Well, you are stronger than I thought."

After saying that, he gently picked up the black tea on the table, took a sip, then turned and left the cafe.