The second attack

An organization must have a program.

This is the foundation for uniting people's hearts and minds, and also the core of public opinion propaganda.

Voldemort's manifesto was undoubtedly Pure-blood chauvinism.

He attempted to establish a system where Pure-blood families were the ruling class, Half-blood wizards were second-class, Muggle-born wizard were third-class, and Muggle humans were fourth-class slaves.

It's less like India's caste system and more like Mongolia's four-class system.

But in this day and age, this kind of reverse wizardry is undoubtedly a counter-version and a counter-trend.

But no matter how backward or barbaric it may be, it is Voldemort's foundation.

How was he able to build such a large force?

Why are those Pure-blood families so willing to follow this volatile and unpredictable Dark Lord?

Why are they unwilling to side with Dumbledore and William, who seem to have the greater strength?

Did Voldemort rely solely on his charisma or his immense strength?

Of course not, it's all about profit.

Without sufficient incentive, why would those Pure-blood families choose to support Voldemort?

These "Pure-blood remnants" all wanted to rely on the restoration and the "merit of following the emperor" to re-establish their Pure-blood status.

Voldemort is both his master and a core protector of the interests of Pure-blood.

They all genuinely believed that Voldemort was a descendant of Slytherin, and that he could lead Pure-blood back to their privileged status.

But this persistence, like that of the United Kingdom, still clings to the glory of its former glory and tries to maintain its old-fashioned aristocratic lifestyle, unaware that...

Times have changed.

It's no longer the British Empire, but the era of the Great Yingdi Kingdom.

Therefore, the strategy for defeating Voldemort is very important.

You promote the idea of Pure-blood, so I'll make you fall from grace and let everyone see clearly... your ordinary background.

Voldemort wasn't even Pure-blood, so how dare he keep talking about Pure-blood?

William had Rita write Tom's autobiography... so that everyone could understand the Dark Lord's past, childhood, and upbringing...

If you want to truly be unafraid of someone, you must confront them directly and understand all their secrets.

What William needed was for people to stop fearing him, to stop being afraid to even call him by his name, and to stop timidly referring to him as "the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named"!

As for Rita's concerns about the publisher, William intends to leave that to Old Lovegood.

He approached William several times.

After the war began, sensationalist articles lost their appeal.

This has seriously affected Old Lovegood's plan to raise Luna, the little angel.

He tried many ways to earn extra money. For example, he serialized his novel in "The Quibbler," which he heard could increase sales.

So, Old Lovegood wrote a book called "A Certain Magical Hogwarts," which flopped completely.

After thinking about it for a long time, he had no choice but to ask William for help.

William mentioned it, and he immediately agreed to publish it.

Old Lovegood had it all figured out: it was dangerous, but he was going to make a quick buck and run away to find the Crumple-Horned Snorkack abroad.

What's there to be afraid of!

After staying a while longer, William and Hermione left Akali Shop.

The weather outside is getting worse; it's started snowing.

This trip is not enjoyable at all, and if we stay any longer, the weather will only get worse.

William and Hermione were on their way back to school when they ran into Hagrid.

Hagrid had just emerged from the Three Broomsticks, his eyebrows and beard covered in rain and snow, and he was wearing his enormous, shabby beaver fur coat.

Hagrid was still holding a bottle of whiskey, completely embodying Trelawney.

"I went to see Aragog, his health is getting worse and worse. Waaah..."

Regardless, Hagrid was indeed a dutiful master, and he was making a final effort.

"William, I heard you brewed Elixir of Life in class. Will that stuff work on Aragog?"

"Hagrid, the Elixir of Life is for wizards." William shook his head.

"I'm not so sure about the Acromantula; it might be poison to it, who knows?"

Whether it was useful or not, William didn't know. In his opinion, a dead Aragog was a good Aragog.

There was really no need to give him that extra second.

Just then, shouts came from behind, as if someone was yelling something.

William turned his head and saw what sounded like Harry's voice.

Harry ran frantically through the rain and snow, his heart burning with anxiety.

He turned a corner and suddenly saw William. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "William, come quick! Someone's been cursed!"

"A cursed? Who's cursed? Could it be Ron?" Hagrid asked worriedly.

Ron has really been having a run of bad luck lately. He just fell off his flying broomstick a while ago, and his injuries have barely healed. Could he have fallen under another curse?

But Harry shook his head and said:

"No, it's not him, it's Katie Bell over here..."

They ran back along the path together and soon saw a small group of people surrounding Katie.

Katie and William were in the same year, but from Gryffindor.

William and she had a good relationship because they were both in the Chaser position and had faced each other many times, so they knew each other well.

But at this moment, Katie's hair was disheveled, her eyes were rolled back, and her head was bent at a 45-degree angle, strangely.

She kept grinning, while she herself was screaming in agony.

And blood was dripping continuously from Katie's mouth, but the blood was black, like ink...

Ron and another girl were trying to calm her down.

"Get out of the way!" Harry shouted, "William's coming!"

Upon seeing William, the girl named Leanne cried as if she had seen a savior, "I don't know what happened..."

"Katie got the package from somewhere, and I wouldn't let her touch it. She tore it open and that's when the trouble started," Leanne said, sobbing, pointing to the soaking wet brown paper package on the ground.

The paper package tore open, and something inside emitted a black light.

Ron bent down curiously, wanting to reach out and touch it.

It's a medical miracle that Ron has survived this long and is still alive.

Or rather, he completely traded his intelligence for his health.

William had no choice but to speak up and remind him:

"Don't touch it! It's covered in Dark Magic!"

Ron jumped three feet high and quickly leaped backward... The explosive jumping power he displayed was something even the incredibly strong Golden State LaVine would envy.

William bent down and saw a black bracelet sticking out of the paper package.

The bracelet wasn't strung with gemstones, but with nine skulls that looked like gemstones.

William had seen this bracelet before; it was sold at Borgin and Burkes.

Katie saw William and, like a rabid dog, suddenly lunged at him.

William waved his wand, Katie was frozen in place.

She continued to yell, trying to bite William.

It bites nobody else, but specifically him... The target of its attack is obvious.

It seems William needs to teach this Young Malfoy a lesson.

"Please, please save her!" Leanne cried. "She seems to be under Imperius Curse."

"How is it?" William asked Hermione, the professional.

"The curse has penetrated very deeply; if it's not lifted immediately, Katie might die," Hermione said solemnly.

"Then save her immediately," William said decisively.

"But..." Hermione hesitated for a moment.

Over the years, she has conducted in-depth research on curses, but she has never performed this kind of human body deciphering.

But having missed the optimal time for rescue, Katie was certain to die.

Feeling the trust in William's eyes, Hermione felt a warmth in her heart. She hesitated for only a second before nodding and saying earnestly:

"Leave it to me!"