A short song for the transition was quickly sung, and the diminutive goblin attendant in a black tuxedo interspersed his way through the atrium, carefully keeping an eye on the tray he was holding to avoid being stepped on by the drunken wizards—before the cackling spirits ordered by the Leonard trio were served to the goblin entertainer, the host re-entered the stage to sparse applause, and after a few brief jokes mocking foreign wizards, he noticed that Grevis had arrived in the audience.

"So, let my joke bother you later, and let's have the next speaker, many of you should know the next gentleman who is about to appear - many people, including myself, have been arrested several times by him for drunkenness..." Yes, he comes from the Greaves family, one of the twelve Aurors originally recruited by the Wizarding Congress of the United States, and is currently working in the Wizarding Congress's Serious Crime Investigation Division, let's welcome the Graves family's Rigidity Fuji III!!"

Grevis's supporters responded with far warmer applause than they had just given to the host, but some appeasementers deliberately raised their voices to scoff at the radical, which caused his easily angry supporters to look at each other and even curse.

Some Wizard newspaper reporters took out some smoke and snapped pictures of the reaction of Greaves and the audience, and then took out the notes to make notes.

Although the wizarding television station in the United Kingdom has swept the wizarding circles of various countries, it has not yet developed its own television industry for most countries, after all, it is the Harris family who has the patent right, although they did not prevent other countries from building their own television stations, but the patent fees charged are enough to dispel those wizarding businessmen who want to make money from it, and only a few ambitious magical governments have begun to try to form this new media of wizards- But for these old pure-bloods, it would take time for the Muggle materials and ideas to be officially brought into practice without the Muggle information and ideas that Alan had provided, and this kind of tavern-level discussion would not attract the attention of any television station.

Immediately, Grevis walked slowly onto the podium.

The bar was somewhat quiet when the usual lights of the band's singers converged on the somewhat lonely sturdy young wizard, but like the radicals in Chamberlain's previous speeches, the isolationists and appeasementers began to focus on the people around them, and began to whisper.

"When we were kids, we all heard a lot of stories about our ancestors coming to America from Europe, from the Muggle-bowed Mayflower...", Grevis's opening voice was not loud, his black hair was particularly bright in the light, and his expression looked a little melancholy, "I know the story of Aesop Sayle, the founder of our alma mater, Ilvermorny. ”

"Louder!" the politically discordant wizard seemed to have drunk too much and shouted very impolitely.

"Actually, we also have a great history of magic in the United States, and Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is also recognized as the most democratic and unclassed great magic school in the world of magic, and the graduates of the United States, according to previous data, we were once better at using magic wands than graduates of some schools in Europe..." Yes, we are now back in the shadows, and when the European wizarding community, led by the British, began to try to reorganize their Aurors and turn the spies into an army, we were isolated overseas... Our Aurors are in dilapidation compared to the armed Aurors, our best little wizards are currently bound to a traditional and backward education system, and our economy will be threatened and damaged in the future after today... But this is not to blame Britain or any other country, it is a question of our own making..."

"Uh-ha! I'm sorry..."

Greaves was interrupted by a sudden high-pitched and shrill laugh from the audience, and there was a wizard at Chamberlain's table who had not been very sincere, which was exactly the effect of the cackling spirits, which also caused the opponents to mock it.

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

The atmosphere in the whole bar became a little strange, and many wizards who had not been paying attention to the speech also began to stop their conversation, as if they were afraid that people would think that they had created the current atmosphere.

"Ian, did he forget to say something or was this part of his speech?" asked Jessica, in her seat, lowering her usual loud voice.

Ian also looked at the new friend on the stage who had drunk many times with a blank face, and he also realized that he knew little about him, and he noticed that the host in the audience seemed to be signaling to him, as if he was holding a sign with some lines written on it to make Graves emergency, as if he also thought that the other party had forgotten the words.

The stiff Fuji III on the stage just nodded to him, then patted the dust that didn't exist on his belly robe with his hand, and then took the flask from his belt in front of everyone and poured himself a sip.

This made the eerie silence uneasy for everyone in the otherwise lively bar—Grevis's smug demeanor made the opposition wizards who were ready to coax him off the stage can't help but close their mouths, and the wizard Chamberlain's table had been interrupted by the sound of drinking, and cold sweat had begun to appear on the wizard's forehead.

"Ian, Jessica, that's the power of silence. Leonard looked at the cackling liquor glass that he had just raised in his hand, shook his head and smiled and placed it on the table, then looked at his two juniors who were focused on him, "Don't be afraid of it, Ian, it seems that your new friend will definitely disgrace the last Chamberlain who came to power." ”

As if he had received Leonard's command, as soon as he finished speaking, Graves on the stage took a deep breath into his lungs, letting his voice explode in silence: "Very good, I think everyone is willing to listen now." ”

The sudden loud voice startled the wizards present, but Grevis, who had already respoken, had no intention of stopping.

"Like I said, it's a problem of our own making, and it's not a problem now, is it? Isn't there anyone in the wizarding world in the United States who thinks we're facing extinction?" Greaves shook his head on the stage and put his head back together with his hand, "Self-esteem... Self-esteem is a weapon that each of us should master, not to deceive it, it represents power, much more powerful than ourselves..."Gravis pointed to the presenter in the audience, "The host just tried to help me, he seemed to think that I had forgotten the words and wanted to help me with his jokes, to be precise, jokes about foreigners..."

The host in the audience looked much more embarrassed than he was on the stage, and he squeezed out a smile, failing to understand Grevis's intentions.

"But excuse me, why laugh at foreigners? If I myself are lagging behind other countries, why do we laugh at our country? If we treat any country as an enemy, like a wild beast in the forest, and a rat in the house, we don't need any jokes, we don't want to find ourselves a talk show star, but either raise our wand or find a hunter wizard, and as for the rats, we should buy some rat poison..."

Grevis's rhetorical question made the mood of the other wizards relax a little except for the more embarrassed host, and the wizards who knew Greaves well and supported him, many of them were like Ian, and couldn't help but smile.

"The wizard TV in this tavern is only so thin, it's thinner than those hemp... The products of Maji are much better. Greivis gestured with his fingers like a piece of paper with a hint of grace, "I don't think we need to talk about the floating city and the energy core that everyone has heard too much about today, this is the miracle of the creativity of the TV and wizards..." I know that the whole wizarding world has not had a good time in recent years because of the Dark Lord and the United Kingdom, and the public needs this kind of entertainment in need, which I understand. ”

There was another moment of silence, and Greaves lowered his head as if to give the wizards time to understand.

"But how empty does the spirit of our American wizards have to be to be interested in the unnourished garbage that is broadcast on TV?!What kind of magical country do we live in?The birth rate of most wizarding circles in the world is unprecedentedly low!It is not surprising that that wizard would want his child to be born in such a country that has gradually lost its competitiveness?" Grevis, with his head bowed, let out a complaining tone, and he waved his hand unconsciously at the audience. We were already in front of the abyss before the floating city flew into the skies of Scotland today, before we felt threatened and in danger today! But we couldn't see that it was the abyss! because on wizarding television...", Gravis put his finger above his head, "people can't see the abyss, they see the whim-mad fictional movies, the trivial news like a house-level Quidditch match, the cooking show at Hogwarts Hufflepuff House in England... The wizards... In particular, the attention of the wizards is on the breasts of the French hostess!"

This made many wizards in the audience couldn't help but burst into some laughter.

"People can't see the abyss," said Grevis, who didn't laugh, and said loudly with a resolute expression, "I will continue to fight, not only until we American wizards see the abyss, but until we cross it!"

In the bar, Grevis's old and new supporters applauded vigorously, and Grevis walked to the stage and took another sip of the supporter's glass before returning to the stage.

After a few tens of seconds of applause, Greaves opened his mouth and began to continue his speech, and Chamberlain, who was in the audience, saw that the other party was much more welcome than he had received before, so he couldn't help but ask.

"It's exciting, stiff Fuji, but can you explain your specific plan, just how you plan to execute it?"