Among the crowd, Kingsley and Tonks, disguised as former Wandering Werewolves, were still present.
The two pounded their chests along with everyone else while quietly conferring, their expressions grave.
"What is Shawn trying to do? I'm confused. Doesn't he already control half the Ministry of Magic? Is that still not enough power for him?"
"Well, whatever else you might say, Shawn certainly has a far-reaching vision. He reminds me of someone from the legends."
"Who?"
"Don't ask. With the way Shawn is going, if Dumbledore doesn't intervene soon, he probably won't be able to stop his rise. Those slogans are far too persuasive."
"But he's right. My mother faced enormous pressure from her family when she married my father. They disowned her in the end, and people still mock her for it."
"See? Even you're starting to lean toward Shawn. That's what makes his ideology so frightening."
"I-I'm not. Don't make things up."
Standing tall and poised on the platform with his hands behind his back, Shawn waited for everyone to finish venting their emotions before announcing,
"As of today, the Death Eaters are a thing of the past. This organization is officially renamed the Pentagram!"
Shawn's announcement briefly stunned the impassioned crowd.
But they immediately grasped its meaning. This heralded a new era, one in which they would no longer be Dark Wizards forced to hide in the gutters, despised and hunted by everyone.
This time, Lucius finally managed to be the first to voice his support, drawing his wand and raising it high.
"The Pentagram! The Pentagram!"
The others quickly caught on and began shouting their support.
"The Pentagram! The Pentagram!!" × N
Shawn lowered his hand, and everyone obediently fell silent again, waiting for their leader to speak.
Yes, many of them no longer saw Shawn as