Chapter 1120 People Can't See the Abyss

A short song for a transitional break was sung quickly, and the short goblin waiter in a black tuxedo walked through the middle hall, carefully paying attention to the tray in his hand to avoid being stepped on by those drunken wizards—— Before the giggling spirits ordered by the three of Leonard were served by the goblins, the host re-entered the stage amid sparse applause. After telling a few brief jokes mocking foreign wizards, he Noticed Graves who had come to the audience.

"So, let my jokes hang on your ears for a while, let's move on to the next speaker, and many of you in this room should recognize the next gentleman who will be on the scene--many of you, myself included, got drunk He has been arrested several times..." The host's words made many people in the bar chuckle again, "Yes, he is from Graves, one of the twelve Aurors originally recruited by the Magical Congress of America Family, currently serving in the Serious Case Investigation Department of the Magic Congress, let us welcome the rigid Fuji III of the Graves family!!!”

Graves' supporters responded with much warmer applause than the host just now, but there were also some appeasementists who deliberately raised their voices to scoff at this radical, which then attracted his supporters who were prone to fall into anger. The audience glared sideways and even cursed.

After some wizard newspaper reporters burst out some smoke and took a few pictures of Graves and the audience's reaction, they took out banknotes and prepared to record.

Although the wizarding TV station in the UK has become popular in the magic circles of various countries, most countries have not yet developed their own TV industry. After all, the Harris family owns the patent right. Although they have not prevented other countries from building their own TV stations, but the patent fees charged are enough to dissuade those wizard businessmen who want to make money from it. Only a few ambitious magic governments have begun to try to form this new media for wizards-but for these governments ruled by ancient pure blood , without the Muggle materials and ideas provided by Allen, it will take time to formally enter the formality, and this kind of tavern-level discussion will not attract the attention of any TV station.

Immediately, Graves stepped onto the podium with slow steps.

After the lights in the bar that were used to illuminate the singers of the band on weekdays gathered on this strong, tall young wizard who seemed a little lonely, the bar was somewhat quiet, but just like the radicals in Chamberlain's speech before, those who leaned towards isolationists He and the appeasement faction began to focus on the people around them, and began to communicate in whispers.

"When we were young, we all heard a lot of stories about our ancestors coming to America from Europe, from the Muggle Mayflower..." Graves's opening remarks were not loud, and his black hair was illuminated by the lights. His eyes looked particularly bright, and his expression looked a little melancholy, "I know the story of our alma mater Ilvermorny founder Aesop Searle."

"Speak up!" The wizard with political discord seemed to be drinking too much, and shouted impolitely.

"Actually, we in the United States also have a great history of magic. Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is also recognized by the world's magic community as the most democratic and most educated great magic school. Graduates from the United States, according to previous data, we At one time, he was better at using wands than graduates from some European schools..." Graves ignored the impolite guy, his expression was full of regret and worry, "Yes, we are now falling behind again, in European magic Under the leadership of the United Kingdom, the world began to try to reorganize their Aurors and turned spies into the army. We who were isolated overseas... Our Aurors were dilapidated compared to those armed Aurors. Our best Little wizards are currently bound in the traditional and backward education system,

And in the future after today, our economy will also be threatened and damaged... But, this cannot be blamed on the UK or any other country, this is a problem of our own making..."

"Hah! Uh...sorry..."

There was a sudden high-pitched and piercing laughter from the audience, interrupting Graves's speech. There was a wizard at the table of Wizard Chamberlain who was not very sincere. It aroused the derision of those in opposition.

Graves didn't continue, he stood straight on the podium with his hands behind his back, just staring at the audience in his own silent silence.

The atmosphere in the entire bar became a little weird, and many wizards who hadn't paid attention to the speeches also stopped talking, as if they were afraid that people would think that the current atmosphere was created by them.

"Ian, did he get interrupted and forgot his words or was this part of his speech?" Jessica asked in her usual loud voice in her seat.

Ian also looked blankly at the new friend on the stage who had drunk many times. He also realized that he didn't know much about him. He noticed that the host in the audience seemed to be He was gesturing to him, as if holding a sign with a line written on it to make Graves emergency, as if he also thought the other party forgot the line.

And Fuji III on the stage just nodded to him, then patted the non-existing dust on the belly robe with his hands, and then took off the wine jug tied to his belt in full view of the public and poured it for himself. a mouthful.

This made the eerie silence make everyone in the lively bar uneasy——Graves's leisurely demeanor made those opposing wizards who were about to coax him down couldn't help but shut their mouths. The speech was interrupted by a sound, and the wizard's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

"Ian, Jessica, this is the power of silence." Leonard looked at the glass of spirits that he had just raised in his hand, shook his head and put it on the table with a smile, then looked at his two handles The junior who focused on himself said, "Don't be afraid of it, Ian, it seems that your new friend will definitely embarrass the Chamberlain who took the stage last."

As if he had received Leonard's order, as soon as his voice fell, Graves on the stage took a deep breath into his lung cavity, letting his voice break out in silence: "Very good, I think now Everyone is willing to listen."

The sudden loud voice startled the wizards present, but Graves, who had already spoken again, had no intention of stopping.

"Like I said, this is a problem of our own making, and it's not a problem now, is it? But no one cares... Doesn't anyone in Wizarding America consider that we're dying?" Graves shook his head on the stage, and used his hands to straighten his part again, "Self-esteem... Self-esteem is a weapon that each of us should master, not to deceive it, it represents strength, more than We are much stronger ourselves..." Graves pointed to the host in the audience, "The host tried to help me just now, he seemed to think that I forgot the words and wanted to help me with his joke, to be precise, it was about foreign countries. People's jokes..."

The host in the audience seemed a lot more embarrassed to be watched off the stage than he was watched on the stage. He squeezed out a smile and failed to understand Graves' intentions.

"But please, why do we laugh at foreigners? If I am behind other countries, why do we laugh at countries that surpass ours? If we regard any country as an enemy, it is like facing a wild animal in the forest. We don't need any jokes, we don't get ourselves a stand-up star, we either raise our wands, or find a hunter-wizard, and as for the mice, buy some rat poison..."

Graves' rhetorical question made the other wizards relax a little except for the more embarrassing host. Many wizards who are familiar with Graves and the radicals who support him, like Ian, can't help but smiled.

"The wizard TV in this tavern is only so thin, which is much better than those No-Maj products." Graves gestured gracefully with his fingers as if twisting a piece of paper, "I think we don't have to Let’s talk about the things about floating cities and energy nuclear that everyone has heard too much today, this is TV and a miracle of wizards’ creativity…” Graves put down his previous gestures and said in a heavy tone, “But what’s on TV What are the shows on? Just rubbish... I know that the whole wizarding world has had a hard time in recent years because of the Dark Lord and things in Britain, and the public needs this kind of entertainment, and I understand that."

There was another silence, Graves lowered his head as if to give the wizards a time to understand.

"But how spiritually empty are we American wizards to be interested in the nonspiritually nutritious garbage that is broadcast on TV?! What kind of magical country do we live in? The birth rate in most of the wizarding world in the world is unprecedentedly low It's not surprising, that wizard would want his child to be born in such a country that has gradually lost its competitiveness?" Graves lowered his head in a complaining tone, and waved his hand unconsciously at the audience, "In Before the floating city flew into the skies of Scotland today, before we felt threatened and felt a sense of crisis today, we had already stopped in front of the abyss! But we couldn’t see that it was the abyss! Because on Wizard TV..." Gray Weiss put his finger on the top of his head, "People don't see the abyss, what they see is the fictional movies made by those No-Majs, and news about trivial things like a college-level Quidditch match. The cooking show at Watts Hufflepuff College... the wizards... especially the wizards are focusing on the breasts of the French Veela hostess. Three points of water and one tick!"

This made many wizards in the audience burst into laughter.

"People can't see the abyss..." Graves didn't laugh, he said loudly with a determined expression, "I will continue to fight, not only until we American wizards see the abyss, but until we cross it!"

In the bar, the old supporters of Graves and the new supporters who had just changed their identities applauded vigorously. Graves walked to the front of the stage and picked up the supporter's glass and took another sip for himself before returning to the stage.

Tens of seconds later, after the applause faded away, Graves opened his mouth and continued to speak, while Chamberlain in the audience saw that the other party was much more welcomed than he was before, so he couldn't help asking.

"It's very exciting, Stiff Fuji, but can you explain your specific plan? How exactly do you plan to implement it?"