"Three hundred years ago, a great school broke through the barriers of bloodline and was founded on Puji Island. Today, we stand within this school, upon this land steeped in the effort and sweat of those who came before us."
"The founding of this school was like the fire Prometheus stole from heaven, bringing new hope to countless seekers of knowledge who lacked inherited bloodlines and systematic ways to learn."
"The founding of this school was like the morning star slowly rising before dawn, heralding the explosion of modern Magical Civilization."
"Yet today, three hundred years later, we must admit that discrimination based on bloodline has not vanished from the Wizarding World. Young wizards lacking talent are still shut out by those self-righteous little cliques."
"They shout, 'There are no noble ideas, only noble bloodlines.' They insist that 'the essence of education is inspiration, guiding students' talents.' They practice their narrow version of 'Freedom and Justice'—and take pride in it!"
"Their stubborn stance has gravely betrayed the original purpose behind the founding of First University!"
"This is not the school Principal Nameless wished to see!"
"Today, we have gathered here to make more people open their eyes and look at this filthy sky above us, this blood-stained sky... Shout out loud! Raise your arms with strength! Contribute your wisdom with all your heart!"
"This is the 'Sacred Will' of First University!"
"This is the thunder that bursts forth before all things awaken in spring!"
"This is the 'judgment' we, who represent the progressive direction, pass upon the backward forces!"
On the bluestone, the tall, thin wizard giving the speech waved his arms, his expression fervent and his tone impassioned.
Below the bluestone, more and more young wizards gathered to watch. Cheers, whistles, and the dull bursts of overloaded