"Then I understand!" Vizet nodded, forming a further plan in his mind.
As for what Voldemort was currently talking about, Vizet had once seen the original draft from Barty Crouch Jr. through the Soul Guiding Box.
When Voldemort would truly get to the point and reveal his real purpose was something Vizet could also roughly judge from Barty Crouch Jr.'s original draft.
What Vizet needed to do now was leave enough room to maneuver, and before Voldemort got to the point, tell Dumbledore the corresponding location so they could strike at Voldemort.
"Minister Fudge, please be patient," he said, looking at Cornelius Fudge. "I should be able to find the exact location very soon..."
"How could I possibly be impatient?" Cornelius Fudge forced out a smile. "Carry on... carry on..."
"Why have we been marching in place, changing nothing at all?" Voldemort drew a deep breath. "I will tell you the answer!"
"Because Muggles are too weak. War destroys many of their things. The power, wealth, order, and everything else those Muggles value all vanish with war..."
"Yet there is an advantage to that. Having lost everything, they can also rebuild everything! They can regain power, wealth, and order according to the thoughts in their hearts!"
"But wizards are too powerful, and the products of the old era have not been destroyed!" There was a hint of regret in his tone. "You should have thought of it!"
"What has not been destroyed is the Statute of Secrecy! And the International Confederation of Wizards led by Albus Dumbledore! They are all pedants of the old era!"
"They are hindering us, hindering the progress of the Magical World we live in! We should have had a better tomorrow! We were never meant to hide!"
"Albus, I'm starting to understand why