"People of Great Britain," Voldemort hissed theatrically. "Behold your Queen, your champion, on her knees at my feet ... defeated. She has been derelict in her duty, allowed corrupt Parliaments to replace the rule of Kingly Law ... and made our great nation weak and comical in the eyes of the world. In time honoured fashion I, Lord Voldemort, do claim the throne to the Realm of Britain, and all her territories, following victory in battle.