I Offer You the Crown

As your chancellor, I should follow you.

My lord is a born ruler. I may go nameless, but my lord is destined to rule the world.

My lord possesses extraordinary abilities, but I have advice on how to command your subjects.

I will offer you the crown. I will fall into darkness with you. I am as ambitious as you are, and I will always calmly plan your conquest of the world. I will be by your side.

You are my lord, the wise ruler I chose for the world. We will not lose.

"My name is Zhao. Where my family comes from, it means 'light.'"

"I wasn't as lucky as you. Tom is such an ordinary name. If you walked down the street and called out 'Tom,' at least one in ten men would turn around, and maybe as many as three in ten."

"Your book is fascinating. Are your rulers called emperors? You said your family has served emperors for generations, so am I the emperor you've been looking for? Does that mean I'm noble?"

"My lord, you didn't understand my book."

"Zhao, light. It really does suit you, like the sun. You must have been your parents' darling. I'm so jealous!"

"I hold the precious jade of Zhaohua in my arms; though I would flaunt it, none would take it!"

"The treasure of Zhaohua is loved by all. The world would covet it, but only I can claim it all for myself."

"If bloodline matters so much, then I must be a Muggle, the very sort my lord now despises and seeks to destroy."

"Don't you understand? It's just an excuse to exploit the resources of pure-bloods. By their logic, I'm only a half-blood myself."

"My lord needs a banner to rally behind. This one is too small. We need a new force to keep the balance."

"Mm."

"Does anyone in this world love you?"

"He always follows me. Felling is a necessary means. You're behind the times, Dumbledore."

Theme: Your bloodline does not make you noble, but your talent can make you famous.