Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

If you can't fit into a circle, don't try to fit in.

Voldemort understood this, but he had a reason to integrate.

And his forceful approach to integration will inevitably cause a strong backlash.

Therefore, when he walked into the meeting hall, most people looked at him with unkind eyes.

"Who let you in without the Queen's permission, you ignorant and barbaric fellow?"

A voice suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Voldemort also turned around and saw an old man wearing a dark red velvet coat and a gold ring crown decorated with eight red gold leaves.

"It's Lord Baelish, a hardliner."

Gemma leaned over and whispered beside Voldemort.

"Who allowed you to communicate? Don't today's wizards even understand the most basic courtesy?" Duke Baelish roared again and asked.

Voldemort nodded to Gemma, looking away from the roaring old man and looking at the Queen on the golden throne in the distance.

The old queen did not show much emotion, there was neither joy nor anger on her face.

Beside her, there were several wizards standing sideways, looking quite nervous.

Voldemort raised his hand and inserted it into his waist.

"what are you doing?"

There was a scream, and then several wands and guns were pointed at Voldemort.

At the same time, the roar of the machine sounded, but the main body of the machine could not be seen.

Voldemort ignored them and took out a black stone plate from his pocket.

The stone plate swelled immediately after he threw it to the ground, and soon it rose into the shape of his Black Snake Throne.

"Whoosh."

Old Nott flicked his wand, and a spell hit the bottom of the throne.

"Boom~~"

Stairs appeared under the throne and did not stop until the throne was parallel to the Queen's seat.

Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, walked up the stairs slowly, and sat on the throne where the black mist spread.

By now, he was eye level with the Queen.

"When your dog is barking, Queen Elizabeth, you should shake the chain to remind him of his manners."

Voldemort's clear voice resounded throughout the chamber.

These words instantly made Duke Baelish blush. He angrily wanted to speak again, but someone beat him to it.

"Dark Lord, do you want to have the right to have an equal dialogue with the Queen?"

The person who spoke was wearing the same crimson velvet coat as Duke Baelish, but on his head was a silver ring with four gold leaves and four silver balls.

"In that case, you need to respect Lord Baelish as we are all the Queen's 'true and most beloved companions'."

This man's words were still a little tough, but he was much better than Duke Baelish.

More importantly, Lord Voldemort knew and met Lord Brynden Tully.

It was at a Riddle Consortium Internet project financing meeting, and the two had a brief chat in the lounge at the back of the venue.

The two did not discuss money or anything else, but simply chatted about the situation in England.

But after this conversation, the consortium of the Marquis Tully family became the second largest shareholder of the Internet project.

Therefore, in a sense, the Marquis and Voldemort are financially strategic partners.

It is not difficult to explain why Marquis Tully's words had the potential to help Voldemort open up the situation.

"Shut up, Marquis Tully, don't think we don't know about your relationship with him. You must have met." Duke Baelish turned his spear and began to attack Marquis Tully.

This guy is really like an old dog with fried hair, biting whoever he catches.

Marquis Tully did not respond to the old dog.

In fact, his purpose has been achieved, there is no need to say more.

Sure enough, seeing the division within herself, the Queen had no choice but to speak.

"Mr. Voldemort, we are still discussing whether you are qualified to be king, and before this matter is implemented, we cannot choose the standard etiquette for dealing with it, so... please forgive me."

There was a bit of gentleness in the Queen's old voice. From her words, it was difficult to tell what her attitude was towards Voldemort.

"I understand. After all, this is not a throne obtained through war, and I have no illusions that you will admit it immediately. It's just that your attitude of refusal makes me feel rude and arrogant, so I came here for a visit."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at Duke Baelish, "But what makes me curious is, Duke Baelish, what gave you the courage to scold me?"

He asked casually, and the wand held in his right hand rhythmically struck the palm of his left hand.

In the meeting hall, countless people's eyes were fixed on the swinging wand.

"courage?"

Duke Baelish asked angrily. At the same time, he touched his waist and pulled out a brown wand with a "swish" sound.

His move was completely unexpected by the wizards.

None of them expected that this irascible Duke was actually a wizard.

"I'm not like those cowardly guys in the wizarding world who would be afraid of you, a person who died once, huh."

The Duke also hit his palm with his wand, looked at Voldemort disdainfully and said.

"Duke Baelish is the most powerful duel among the known court wizards. He has reason to be proud."

Marquis Tully's words seemed to be arrogant, but they were actually reminding Voldemort that this was a tough nut to crack.

"What surprised me, Duke Baelish, are you one of the observers?" Voldemort asked with a smile.

This was the first time he spoke to someone other than the Queen, with a smile and sincere eyes.

"This is not an organization you can understand, Voldemort, go back to your wizarding world, you are not welcome here." Duke Baelish said arrogantly.

Voldemort's wand suddenly touched the center of his left hand and stayed there.

In an instant, everyone became nervous.

The wizard beside the Queen took two decisive steps forward, almost blocking the Queen's gaze towards Voldemort.

"Avada Kedavra."

A sharp voice sounded suddenly, and no one expected that the first person to take action was not Voldemort, but a female Death Eater.

It's Bella.

This crazy woman had long been angry because of Duke Baelish's words. When Voldemort showed a desire to attack - even at that moment Voldemort was still weighing the pros and cons - she had already decided to take the lead.

"call."

Duke Baelish, who was experienced in duels, reacted very quickly, and his large crimson velvet coat did not affect his actions.

With a gust of wind, he dodged Bella's attack and raised his wand at the same time to prepare for a counterattack.

But when he raised his wand, a group of green light hovered in front of him, frightening him to freeze.

"Everyone stop."

The Queen shouted somewhat urgently, causing both parties who were about to take action to stop their movements.

"Dark Lord, please put away the curse. Fighting will not solve the problem."

Voldemort looked at the Queen with fierce eyes, and the latter looked at her firmly.

"You are right, Queen, fighting will not solve the problem."

Voldemort obediently took back his wand, but the life-threatening wave fell as he took back the wand, instantly covering Duke Baelish.

"But if you get rid of the person who raised the problem, the problem will be solved."