The Strong Cannot Be Swayed

Looking back now, attributing all kinds of credit to me yesterday might already have been the beginning of this plan...

"So, what should we do now?"

Manus came back to his senses.

"Hmm? What?"

"I mean, they've already made their move. How are you going to respond?"

"Respond..."

Manus shook his head.

"Why should I respond? My surname really is King, isn't it?"

"...Are you serious?"

Bellows blinked.

"Are you sure playing dumb like this will actually work?"

"Of course it will."

The Death Eaters' intentions were nothing more than making Manus get carried away, inflating his desires until he gradually crossed the bottom lines of morality, order, and law, eventually becoming a Dark Wizard.

And in Britain's Wizarding World, the best prospect for a Dark Wizard was joining the Death Eaters. With a powerful patron behind you, life became much easier.

Put on a black cloak, wear a skull mask, and normal people's first reaction upon seeing you would be either to hide or run. Even Aurors from the Ministry of Magic would not dare act rashly if they were alone.

For a Dark Wizard, it was practically the peak of life.

Of course, the pressure they had to face was enormous as well. Quite a few Death Eaters had been killed. But if Dark Wizards could all clearly weigh the risks and benefits, there would not be so many Dark Wizards in Britain's Wizarding World today.

Using that as the general direction, Manus could think of quite a few additional plans. However, based on his current assessment of wizards' intelligence, he reserved judgment for now and only speculated this far.

At the beginning, there would probably only be some people gathering around him and naturally pushing him into a leadership position.

And once a group formed, it would