"Your Excellency Hals, please also forgive me for the offense, I think there should be a special propaganda department." Gleason stepped out of the crowd and suggested with a slightly nervous voice.

Publicity?

Ivan raised an eyebrow and spoke. "Let's talk about it......"

With Ivan's permission, Gleason bowed slightly, and began to talk endlessly about the importance of setting up a propaganda department.

The wizarding world of England as a whole is much bigger than Tumbledown Alley, and the situation is more complicated.

Although they can rule by taking over the Ministry of Magic by force, there will be many drawbacks in doing so, the most direct of which is the endless troubles and riots that follow.

Therefore, it is necessary to spread the word that all wizards understand that they are the righteous party and that everything they do is for the future of the wizarding world......

Hearing this, Ivan nodded, of course he knew this truth.

Over the years, he has repeatedly asked Rita Skeeter to report his exploits "truthfully", in addition to trying to see if he can get legendary points, but also with the meaning of self-promotion and suppressing the authority of the Ministry of Magic.

Don't look at Fudge's unsatisfactory performance as Minister of Magic recently, if you really count it, most of the mistakes have been forcibly covered up and are not recognized.

If these things could be exposed through propaganda, then the angry wizards would spontaneously oust Fudge from power without their own actions.

The more Ivan thought about it, the more he felt that it was indeed necessary to create a proclamation department, because mastering the propaganda channels often meant having the right to speak.

"Your proposal is good, Gleason, and you'll be in charge of this newly formed department!" Ivan said appreciatively.

"Thank you very much for your trust, Lord Hals! I won't let you down......" Gleason bowed slightly, hiding his excitement and slowly retreating into the crowd.

Looking at the high-spirited Gleason, Rozier and the others were full of envy in their eyes, and they understood that Gleason's status would be greatly improved from today onwards, leaving them far behind.

"Anyone else want to say something?" Ivan looked around at the crowd, and after a long time no one came forward, he waved his hand and spoke.

"So...... The meeting is adjourned! ”

Knowing that they could finally leave, the wizards present breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no way, the pressure that emanated from Ivan's body made them feel terrified just standing here, so after saluting and saying goodbye, they left the living room one by one as if fleeing.

Ivan looked at the figure of everyone leaving in a hurry, and shook his head helplessly, it seems that this misunderstanding will not be clarified for a while......

After this meeting, for the next few days, Ivan put aside most of his chores and devoted himself to the practice of magic.

Ivan knows very well that expanding his influence in the wizarding world and winning over the powerful are small means, and only strong power is the root of everything!

This is also the reason why he often no longer overturns the alley and dares to delegate power.

Doggett, Flynn, and Gleason can figure out as long as their brains don't short-circuit, and there is only one way to die if they form a party and plot a rebellion.

The reason is simple, with the strength he showed that night, even if all the wizards in Tumbledown Alley combined, it would not be enough for him to fight alone......

So what he needs to do most now is to turn this false combat power into reality as soon as possible, otherwise once he wears it, everything he has worked so hard to create will collapse in an instant.

However, it is not so easy to greatly improve his strength in a short period of time, and Ivan was soon disappointed to find that he could not complete any of the tasks issued by the system for the time being.

Even the easiest of the dark minions had no choice but to give up after he took the time to go to Azkaban.

Of course, this is not to say that after more than a year, the Dementors have forgotten about him as a "great hero".

On the other hand, the contact went smoothly, and most of the Dementors were willing to follow him, but even then, the progress of the mission did not increase in the slightest.

Ignorant and confused, Ivan could only guess that the mission goal required the Dementors to surrender to him.

This is not incomprehensible, after all, he has a Boggart transformation, disguised as Voldemort and can command the Death Eaters, but this does not mean that he has subdued these people.

So after spending half a day developing the Dementors into undercover agents, Ivan left Azkaban in a huff, temporarily giving up the idea of using the protection mode to improve his strength, and instead pinned his hopes on hard practice.

The only good thing is that there are more than thirty dark wizards in the cage of the underground fortress who can serve as sparring partners, which means that he doesn't need to be stupid to cast spells on some wooden dummies, but can improve himself in real battles......

……

A week later, in the evening of the underground fortress, fifteen wizards stood in various corners of the room, forming a posture of encirclement.

And Ivan, who was in the center, surrounded by a group of wizards, did not have the slightest fear on his face, he just slowly pulled out the wand hidden in his sleeve and said casually.

"Let's get started, let's follow the old rules!"

"Oh~ I almost forgot that you don't have the memory of that time, anyway, this one does not accept surrender, you can attack at will, if you can defeat me, I will release you from the cage......"

Ivan briefly explained the rules of the battle, and then stood in the middle waiting for them to make a move.

The fifteen wizards present held their wands and trembled, and their eyes were full of horror and despair as they looked at Ivan.

There were many of them, but none of them thought they could win.

Because this kind of battle is obviously not the first time, although they don't have the memory of previous battles, they are not stupid, these days there is no wizard who has been released at all, but a few have died inexplicably.

If they hadn't been allowed to surrender, they would have fallen to their knees and begged for mercy.

"Don't worry, I won't use all my strength, and I won't kill anyone. Since you're not going to make the first move, let me get started! Ivan waited impatiently, and raised his wand first.

At this moment, Ivan suddenly stopped casting the spell, but a crimson beam of light flew from the side.

It was Avery who struck, his eyes red and he shouted through gritted teeth. "Trapped here, there is no way out, we are fighting this demon!"

“Confringo~！ (Thunderbolt)"

"Reducto ~ (Broken Bone)"

……

Under Avery's reprimand, more and more wizards reacted, raising their wands one after another, and one after another magical beams flew out, weaving into a large net in mid-air, blocking all of Ivan's retreats.

"That's right!" Ivan said happily, his figure flashed and disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had instantly entered the state of dragonization, and a punch was imprinted on Avery's face......