Chapter 1120： People can’t see the abyss (sincere thanks to the lord, Shangxian Qitian)

As a short tune for the transition break, the short tune was soon sung. The little fairy waiter in a black tuxedo interspersed from the hall, carefully paying attention to the tray in his hand to avoid being stepped on by the drunk wizards—— Before the cocking wine ordered by the three Leonards was brought up by the goblin entertainer, the host re-entered the stage to sparse applause. After telling a few brief jokes that mocked foreign wizards, he Noticed Graves who had come to the audience.

"Then, let my jokes disturb everyone's ears for a while, and let us welcome the next speaker. Many people here should recognize the next gentleman who is about to appear-many people including myself are drunk and make trouble. I have been arrested several times by him..." The host’s words made many people in this bar chuckle again, "Yes, he is from Gravis, one of the twelve Aurors originally recruited by the Magic Congress. The family, currently taking office in the Major Investigation Division of the Magic Congress, let us welcome the rigid Fuji III of the Graves family!!!"

Graves’ supporters responded with much more enthusiastic applause than they had just given to the host, but there were also some appeasement philosophers who deliberately raised their voices and sneered at this radicalist, which subsequently caused him to fall into angry support. The readers looked sideways and glared, even swearing.

Some reporters of the Witcher News broke out some smoke. After taking a few photos of the reactions of Graves and the audience, they took out the paper money and prepared to record.

Although the Wizarding TV station in the United Kingdom has swept the magic world of various countries, it has not yet developed its own TV industry for most countries. After all, it is the Harris family that holds the patent right. Although they did not prevent other countries from building their own TV stations, but the patent fees charged are enough to dispel the wizarding merchants who want to make money from this. Only a few ambitious magical governments have begun to try to form a new media for such wizards-but for these ancient pure-blooded governments Without the Muggle information and ideas provided by Allen, it will take time to formally become formal, and this kind of tavern-level discussion will not attract the attention of TV stations.

Immediately, Graves stepped slowly onto the podium.

After the lights that illuminate the band singers in the bar were gathered on this lonely strong and tall young wizard, the bar was somewhat quiet, but just like the radicals in Chamberlain’s previous speech, those who are biased towards isolationists The appeasementists began to focus their energies on the people around them and began to communicate in a low voice.

"When we were young, we have all heard a lot of stories about our ancestors coming from Europe, from the Muggle Mayflower to the United States..." Graves' opening speech was not loud, and his black hair was shining in the light. The lower part looked particularly bright, and his expression looked a little melancholy, "I know the story of Aesop Thrall, the founder of our alma mater, Ifamoni."

"Speak up!" The wizard who had political disagreements seemed to be drinking too much, and shouted rudely.

"Actually, we also have a great history of magic in the United States. The Effamoni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is also recognized by the world’s magical circles as the most democratic and educated great magic school. Graduates of the United States. Used to be better at using magic wands than graduates from some European schools..." Graves ignored the impolite guy, his expression was full of regrets and worries, "Yes, we are now in a backward situation again. Magic in Europe Under the leadership of the United Kingdom, the world began to try to reorganize their Auror, and when the spy became an army, we were isolated overseas... Our Auror was in a shabby condition compared to those armed Aurors, our best The little wizard is currently tied to the traditional and backward education system, and in the future after today, our economy will be threatened and damaged... However, this is not to blame Britain or other countries, this is our own question... "

"Huha! Uh... sorry..."

There was a sudden loud laughter from the audience interrupted Graves’ speech. Before the speech wizard Chamberlain, there was a wizard at the table, which was not very sincere. This is exactly the effect of the cocking spirit. Aroused ridicule from those opposition parties.

Graves did not continue, he stood on the podium with his hands clasped on his back, just watching 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 began to stop their conversations, as if they were afraid that people would think that this atmosphere was created by them.

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

Ian also looked blankly at the new friend on stage who had drunk many times. He also realized that he knew nothing about him. He noticed that the host under the stage seemed to He gestured to him, as if holding a sign with a line written on it to make Graves emergency, as if he also thought that the other party had forgotten the word.

And the rigid Fuji III on the stage just nodded to him, then patted the non-existent dust on his belly robe with his hand, and then took off the hip flask tied to his belt in full view and filled himself with it. A bite.

This made the weird quietness disturbed everyone in the originally lively bar-Graves' leisurely and contented air made the opposition wizards who were ready to coax him to step down could not help but shut their mouths. The wizard Chamberlain was drinking before the table. The sound interrupted the speech. The wizard had already started to sweat on his forehead.

"Ian, Jessica, this is the power of silence." Leonard watched as he just held it up in his hand, shook his head and smiled and put it on the table, then looked at his two handles. The younger generation focused on himself, "Don't be afraid of it, Ian, your new friend seems to be able to shame the previous Chamberlain on stage."

As if he had received Leonard’s order, when his voice just fell, Gravis on the stage took a deep breath into his lungs and let his voice erupt in silence: "Very well, I think now Everyone is willing to listen."

The sudden loud voice surprised the wizards present, but Graves, who had already spoken again, did not intend to stop.

"Like I just said, this is our own problem. It's not a problem we have now, does it? But no one cares...has no one in the American wizarding world thinking that we are facing demise?" Graves shook his head on the stage, and struck his head again with his hands. "Self-esteem... Self-esteem is a weapon that each of us should master, rather than deceive it. It represents strength. We are much stronger..." Graves pointed to the host, "The host tried to help me just now. He seemed to think that I had forgotten the word and wanted to help me with his jokes. To be precise, it was about foreign countries. Human jokes..."

The host below the stage looked much more embarrassed than he was being watched on stage. He squeezed out a smile, unable to understand Graves' intention.

"But I would like to ask, why should I laugh at foreigners? If I lag behind other countries, why should we joke more than our country? If you treat any country as an enemy, it's like facing a wild animal in the forest and entering the house. With rats, we don’t need any jokes. We don’t want to find a talk show star for ourselves, but either raise our wand or find a hunter wizard. As for the rats, we should buy some rat poison..."

Graves’s rhetorical question relieved the mood of the wizards except for the more embarrassing host. The wizards who knew Graves and the radicals who supported him, many like Ian, couldn’t help it. Smiled.

"The wizard TV in this tavern is only so thin, much better than those Ma... Maji products." Graves gestured with a touch of grace with his fingers like a piece of paper, "I think we don't have to. Let’s talk about the things about floating cities and energy nuclei that everyone has heard too much today. This is a miracle of creativity on television and wizards..." Graves put down his previous gestures and said with a heavy tone, "But on TV What’s on the show? It’s just rubbish... I know that in recent years the entire wizarding world is not getting better because of the Dark Lord and Britain. The public also needs this kind of entertainment, I understand."

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

"But the spirit of our American wizards is so empty that we will be interested in the unhealthy garbage 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. ! This is not surprising, that wizard would want his child to be born in a country that has gradually lost competitiveness?" Graves lowered his head in a complaining tone. He unconsciously waved his hand at the audience, "Yes. 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 Wes put his finger on the top of his head, UU reading "People can't see the abyss, what they see are those fictional movies made up by Mo Ji, they are trivial things like a college-level Quidditch competition. The news is the cooking show at Hufflepuff College at Hogwarts in the UK...Wizards...especially the wizards’ attention is on the breast of the French Veva hostess. Three points of water and one hook. on!"

This caused many wizards in the audience to burst into laughter.

"People can't see the abyss..." Graves didn't smile, he said loudly with a firm 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 clapped vigorously. Graves walked to the stage and picked up the supporter's glass and poured himself another sip before returning to the stage.

After dozens of seconds of applause diminished, Graves opened his mouth and continued to speak, and Chamberlain in the audience saw that the other party received much more welcome than he had before, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Very exciting, rigid Fuji, but can you explain your specific plan? How do you plan to implement it?"

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