Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

[International Statute of Secrecy], signed in 1689.

The Magical Congress of the United States was established in 1693.

The United States of America, established in 1776.

It is not difficult to infer from the time that MACUSA is not the earliest name of the United States Ministry of Magic.

Before the Declaration of Independence, it was called the Magical Congress of the New World, and it was even a subordinate agency of the Ministry of Magic in England.

This is not difficult to see from its structure, because it is completely copied from the British Wizarding Council.

Before its establishment, the fate of this continent was ruled by many alliances like the Seven-Colored Flame Council, led by wizards and with tribes as the backbone.

However, the British, French and Portuguese colonists landed along the coastline and slowly penetrated and divided the entire continent by establishing permanent settlements.

Until a century later, when the United States of America was established in 1776, Indian tribal alliances such as the Sioux were completely passive.

Powerful thermal weapons rendered the heroic horse-mounted warriors of the Indian tribes useless, and witchcraft no longer had a role in determining the direction of the battle.

Coupled with the direct involvement of the United States Department of Magic, the Indian tribal alliance began to lose ground.

Today, there are only ten Indians left, and the status of the American hegemon is no longer there.

But the survivors have not forgotten history, nor the fact that they were once the masters of this continent.

Every chance they got, they tried to build their own kingdom.

Even if he doesn't expect to regain the glory of Zongma Continent in the past, he still wants to let his people have a better life.

Unfortunately, such opportunities almost never appear.

As the national power of the United States continues to grow, the opportunity for independence becomes increasingly elusive.

"Dark Lord...Your Majesty, do you have any specific solutions?"

The grassland witch who calmed down asked in a deep voice, as passionate as before he was rich.

"A multi-pronged approach, Prairie Witch, this must be difficult, but I do have a more specific plan."

Voldemort said softly and glanced at everyone present with cautious eyes.

At first, everyone didn't understand what he meant, but soon they realized that Voldemort was trying to determine whether they could be trusted.

So, when Voldemort's eyes fell on a certain person, that person straightened his back and proved that he was absolutely trustworthy.

Except for Neville, who was hunched over and frowning, wiping his sword.

Voldemort was not surprised by this.

This is a child who doesn't like war and hates conspiracy even more.

But Voldemort knew that he was worthy of trust, because when his soul briefly resided in the other person's consciousness, he knew the child's bravery and tenacity.

"I'll do both."

Voldemort withdrew his gaze and touched the ground in front of him with his wand.

A golden thread appears and bisects into the symbols of the United States Ministry of Magic and the United States Muggle Government.

"On the U.S. government side, several southern states have always had independent ambitions because of the Civil War. My idea is to inject more funds into these people."

As Voldemort spoke, he looked at the financial statement in the grassland wizard's hand.

"Give these properties to those people?" Mustang Witch asked dissatisfied.

"It's nothing if it helps the Indians have more freedom, Wild Horse Witch."

Before Voldemort could speak, the Prairie Witch spoke first.

After hearing this, the Mustang Witch fell silent and stopped talking.

Voldemort smiled and continued: "In addition to provoking their emotions, I want to arouse wizards' suspicion in the Muggle world, and at the appropriate time, link this suspicion to the United States Ministry of Magic."

"Suspicion?" Prairie Witch frowned, "Newspapers and TV will not report such news."

Voldemort shook his head and smiled: "It won't be done by this method. The layout was carried out earlier, but it's hard to say at the moment, because it still depends on the progress there."

The wizards were confused, but seeing that Voldemort had no intention of explaining, they nodded in acquiescence.

"Where is the Ministry of Magic?" asked the sword wizard.

"Remember the Bigfoot Rebellion?" Voldemort asked.

The four wizards were stunned for a moment, then nodded in unison.

This event was very influential in the nineteenth century, so they all knew about it.

"Because there is absolutely no connection between wizards and No-Majs in the United States, it is more troublesome for them to deal with this problem. This is our breakthrough." Voldemort said with a smile.

"Create chaos among magical creatures and make them appear on TV?" Prairie Witch asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, but the last time was because of Irene Niedander's abuse of power, and this time, you are needed to stir up the emotions of those magical creatures." Voldemort looked at the sword wizard.

Compared with the rational and wise prairie witches, Voldemort is more likely to get support from the sword witches who are tenacious and eager to restore the country.

Sure enough, when Voldemort looked at the sword wizard, he immediately gave his answer.

"If the time is right - this requires the Prairie Witch to help me make a basic judgment - I will bring the knife tribe to stir up the emotions of more magical creatures."

After the sword wizard finished speaking, he looked at the grassland wizard again, "When you make a judgment, you might as well be bold. At most, we, the sword tribe, will do this ourselves, and we will bear the responsibility ourselves."

What Voldemort wanted was his courage, so he also set his sights on the Prairie Witch.

"There must be more than just this plan, right?" Prairie Witch asked with a frown.

He felt Voldemort's cunning, but he had no choice but to find loopholes in Voldemort's plan.

"Of course, Purifier, do you know?" Voldemort asked again.

"I know." The Prairie Witch frowned even more tightly, "But as far as I know, they have died."

"how come."

Voldemort shook his head and smiled, "The hatred between them and American wizards has long been burned in their blood, so as long as their descendants are still alive in the world, the Purifiers will not die."

"How to find them?" asked the prairie witch.

"The unexplained death records of American wizards, especially those that look like accidents, such as car accidents, accidental shootings, and not so many coincidences, prairie witches."

Voldemort waved his wand, and a second line stretched out from under the emblem of the United States Ministry of Magic on the ground, forming a pattern that looked like a scaffold.

"In fact, I have found them and made contact, and they are still very interested in hunting American wizards."

"Will they act first?" Prairie Witch asked.

It was obvious that even though he had chosen to support Voldemort, he was still cautious enough.

"No, Prairie Witch, as you are worried, they will not be the first wave of action." Voldemort smiled and shook his head.

These words made the prairie wizard frown, and then he looked at the sword wizard with worried eyes.

And indeed, as he thought, Dao Wu had already put on a look of eagerness to try.

But before he could speak, Voldemort had already spoken.

"The starting point will be the Death Eaters, teasing the emotions of magical creatures, and hunting American wizards. These two things will be done at the same time, when I am sure the time has come."

Voldemort said, waving his wand again.

With the waving of the wand, the golden thread on the ground slowly turned into the appearance of the Dark Mark.

"The Death Eaters have already been prepared. Four witches, all you have to do is determine whether you want to continue to follow up at that time."

After saying this, an evil smile appeared on Voldemort's face.

The prairie witch looked at him blankly, as if behind his evil smile he could see the tragic deaths of countless American wizards.

This made him couldn't help but shudder, and at the same time he retracted his gaze from Voldemort.