Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Amanta regarded Julius calmly.

His words were understated, but they carried a kind of deliberate guidance. It was just a casual remark, but it hit their pain points accurately.

The future of the wizarding world? What do you really want?

This doesn't seem like a casual topic of conversation.

Draco obviously also noticed the trick. He sneered and folded his arms and sneered: "Are you the Minister of Magic? And you are discussing the future of the wizarding world?"

Although Harry was always wary of Julius, he did not immediately respond this time, but glanced at Amanta.

Amanta lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze fixed on the table.

She was still hesitating.

Julius's gaze fell back on her, with a faint smile on his face: "Not interested? I thought you wanted to change this corrupt wizarding world more than anyone else."

Amanta's eyes sternly raised her head and looked directly at him: "That depends on what your change means."

Julius chuckled, folded his hands on the table, and said slowly: "Voldemort is a loser. He believes that fear can make people submit, but submission does not mean loyalty, so his rule will eventually collapse."

Harry frowned. "That sounds reasonable, but what does it have to do with you?"

Draco was also stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Oh? Do you think so little of your Dark Lord?"

Julius shrugged, his tone as leisurely as if he were commenting on a failed dish.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"His rule is a flawed joke. Sooner or later, someone will betray him. Even if he wasn't nearly killed by the Boy-Who-Lived, his Death Eaters wouldn't always be loyal."

He paused, glanced at the three people calmly, and added: "But the corruption in the wizarding world still exists."

"Even if Voldemort falls, the Ministry of Magic is still incompetent, the theory that bloodline is above all else is still high and mighty, wizards still look down on Muggle-borns, and the real power is still controlled by a few people."

He spoke the last sentence calmly and confidently.

"Are you willing to continue living under this system?"

The three of them were silent for a moment.

Amanta looked coldly at Julius who said these words calmly in front of her.

His tone was calm and he seemed confident, as if he was sure that they would be moved by his words.

However, she had to admit that these words did point out the problem.

Julius could see...what she wanted.

She wanted to change the wizarding world, not to change its master, but to prevent it from being controlled by a certain class - whether it was Voldemort, the Ministry of Magic, or those high-ranking pure-blood families.

She tilted her eyes slightly, crossing the faces of Harry and Draco.

Harry pursed his lips together, seeming to think about what Julius had said.

Draco's reaction was more intense. His face was somewhat gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "What do you want? To establish a new Dark Lord regime? And then make everyone 'truly obey' you?"

Julius' smile did not fade, and he asked lightly, "Why do you have to use the word 'Dark Lord'? You are too limited."

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes meaningful: "I want to ask you, what is true freedom?"

Amanta's eyes moved slightly, Draco frowned, and Harry was completely confused.

Julius continued, "If there is something wrong with the way the world works, why don't we overthrow it? Aren't you dissatisfied with the status quo? Since the system of the wizarding world always oppresses us, why not create a new one?"

Harry frowned. "What do you mean?"

Draco snorted coldly: "Oppression? Have you forgotten my origins?"

“Look.” Julius smiled. “The glory of being born into a pure-blood family also comes with corresponding oppression. Responsibility, cultivation, and mission are above all else. Haven’t you ever envied other children who have been able to play freely since childhood?”

Draco's index finger trembled slightly.

"Yesterday, I noticed that Mr. Malfoy was not with you." Julius continued, "Why don't you blame him for abandoning you last night... in a time of crisis?"

Draco retorted subconsciously: "Father must have his reasons for doing this!"

Julius remained noncommittal: "That's why. Because you know that even though you and Mrs. Malfoy are the most important people to him, at some point, he has to prioritize his own responsibilities."

Draco clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth drooped, but he didn't say anything else.

"So what do you want to tell us?" Amanta finally spoke, looking at Julius who remained motionless during the debate between the three.

Julius said slowly: "I just said, since we have the opportunity to change the world, why not give it a try?"

His tone seemed to be inviting them to join some great plan, a blueprint that would subvert the existing order.

After careful consideration, Amanta said, "Julius, I don't like what you said."

Julius raised an eyebrow and waited for her to continue.

"We do want to change the wizarding world, but your approach... I don't believe you really have no other purpose."

Julius smiled, his eyes dark. "Of course, I won't deny it. I do have my own plans."

"But you, too, don't you?"

Amanta narrowed her eyes, alarm bells ringing in her heart.

Julius' ambition and ability were far more terrifying than she had imagined.

Draco snorted and sneered, "Your plan is to regard yourself as the savior? That's really 'great'."

Harry finally couldn't help it and waved his hands irritably: "Okay, what do you want us to do? You speak so righteously, you don't want to make us your little brothers, do you?"

Julius looked at them and smiled: "If you are willing, I would certainly like to."

"Get lost." Draco spat out one word coldly.

Julius smiled again. "Don't be so heartless, Malfoy. Maybe you'll change your mind later."

Amanta rubbed his brows and said, "If you really want to cooperate with us, tell us your plan. Don't beat around the bush or play dumb."

She was really troubled by Julius's suspenseful way of speaking.

Julius stared at her dimly, and finally gave a straightforward answer -

"Destroy Voldemort, become Minister of Magic, and reshape the wizarding world."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Harry was stunned, Draco's eyes widened, and Amanta clenched the teacup in her hand.

This guy……

How dare he say these things so blatantly? !

Draco came back to his senses and lowered his voice almost subconsciously: "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are saying?!"

Julius smiled slightly, his eyes dark as the abyss: "Of course I know."

Harry was also a little bit incredulous: "I thought... you were in cahoots with Voldemort? You want to kill Voldemort?"

"Is this why you want to join forces with us?" Amanta frowned and thought, "Because we have the same primary goal, to destroy Voldemort?"

Julius lowered his eyes and stirred the tea, saying in a calm tone, "It's one of them."

"I hate that idiot. What's more, I will not allow myself to become the shadow of a loser."

Become the shadow of a loser?

This sentence……

Also, the way Julius spoke...

This talent of seeing into people's hearts and observing their words and expressions, and the skill of seducing and manipulating people's hearts, directly hits everyone's inner desires and amplifies them...

Amanta's heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of her chest.

She suddenly.

I thought of a possibility.

What if Julius wasn't just any ordinary student, but Voldemort...?

No, it’s...something...of Voldemort’s relic?

The blood in her body suddenly rushed up and her skin tightened, but she tried her best to remain calm and stared at the black-haired boy in front of her who was smiling but not smiling.

Julius was still waiting for their reaction, his slightly smiling eyes lingering on their faces.

Amanta took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone calm.

"Julius, who are you?"