"Bastard, are you crazy, how dare you do such a thing, you're going to ruin the world!"

As expected, when Albus Dumbledore heard that Voldemort was going to destroy the entire world, he finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and immediately used the 100% power of the Elder's wand to defeat Harry Potter and his brother in a matter of seconds.

In particular, several powerful chain spells are simply eye-catching, barely giving the opponent time to react.

Obviously, time and aging have not made him lose the favor of his magical powers, but he is not willing to expose his powerful side until the critical moment.

Because although powerful power can win awe and respect, it will inevitably bring some side effects, such as being held up to a high position by ordinary people, completely isolated from the lower classes, and no longer able to understand their true inner thoughts like friends.

And that's exactly what Dumbledore didn't want.

To a certain extent, although human society has been preaching freedom and equality, it still maintains a strict class in essence, and no matter what kind of state system, it is composed of two parts: the ruling class and the ruled class, and only a fool would believe that the former will serve the latter.

On the contrary, everything the ruler does for the ruled is in fact to alleviate the contradictions, maintain the stability of his own rule, and ensure that the latter will never rebel or set off an insurrection to overthrow the existing regime.

Albus Dumbledore understood this very well, so he always put himself in a very special position, neither too close to the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic, nor a strong sense of distance.

He prefers to influence others in another way than to show strength.

"Ahh

Seeing that the pawns he sent out to test had fallen, Voldemort finally stood up and joined the war that would decide the fate of the human world.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore had realized that no amount of nonsense could change anything, and the only thing that could change the situation was the Elder Wand in his hand, known as one of the Deathly Hallows.

The two looked at each other in the eyes like this, and the battle was about to break out......

But before one of them could strike the first blow, two figures suddenly rushed in from outside in the pouring rain, it was Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.

The former did not hesitate at all, rushed to Zhang Cheng for the first time, stood on tiptoe and offered a passionate kiss, and only after a full minute did he pant and said, "According to your requirements, everything is ready." ”

"Well done, you're more capable than I thought you would. Now, it's time to unravel the final mystery and let these poor guys know why they lost. With that, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with undisguised malice, and he casually pushed away the girl in his arms.

I saw him gently pat Ron's shoulder and ask with a smile, "Do you remember the agreement between us?"

"Of course!" the boy looked up, an expectant expression on his face.

Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "Great! Now do what you have to do, I promise that soon you will get what you want." ”

"Damn, Ron, what the hell is going on?" Arthur Weasley asked, shouting at the top of his voice.

As a die-hard Dumbledore loyal, he couldn't believe that his youngest son was on the side of the enemy, and that he seemed to have made some shady deal.

"Daddy, do you finally remember that I'm your son now?" Ron's tone was filled with intense sarcasm.

"Ron, watch your attitude! he's your father!" Molly, as a mother, noticed that something was wrong and immediately yelled.

"Hahahaha! You've always only had capable Bill! Excellent Percy! Naughty Fred and George Weasley! When did you pay attention to me? Even Ginny got a lot more love than I did! Yes! I eavesdropped on your conversation! And told someone else where it was!"

With unbridled laughter, Ron finally vented all the grievances he had accumulated over the years.

Eat one's heart out!

Intense jealousy!

As the saying goes, there is no harm without contrast.

He is undoubtedly the most overlooked of his siblings on weekdays, and if he hadn't been friends with Harry Potter in first grade, I'm afraid no one would remember the name Ron Weasley.

"You...... Do you know what you've done, you bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Arthur couldn't accept this fact, and slammed his fist into his youngest son's face.

But before he could get closer, one of Ron's arms suddenly mutated, easily caught his fist, and sneered and sarcastically said: "Save your strength, Dad, I am not the same person I used to be, and you can't be my opponent at all." Get out of the way, I still have work to do. ”

The words just fell!

He flicked his stout mutant arm hard, threw Arthur into a corner, and then grabbed Minerva McGonagall with lightning speed, saying in an emotionless tone, "Sorry, Professor, say goodbye to the world." ”

"No!!!!!! stop! don't do it!" Molly screamed as if she were crazy.

Click!

Ignoring his mother's violent reaction, the boy straightened Minerva McGonagall's neck.

Bang Bang Bang ......

"It's wonderful! I'm happy with your performance, Ron. In return, your parents can survive this war. Of course, the premise is that a part of the memory needs to be cleaned. Zhang Cheng applauded and praised with a smile.

Friends turn against each other, and father and son become enemies.

I don't know why, this kind of thing that completely stimulates the dark side of human nature makes him have a sense of addiction that he can't stop.

"Thank you!" Ron bowed slightly, and immediately pulled out his wand and aimed it at his parents. "Forget it!"

Moment!

Two bright lights hit Arthur and Molly's eyes, and the two of them immediately fell into a trance, and it took a while to slowly regain consciousness, and they looked around with doubtful eyes, obviously not remembering many things.

At the same time, Harry Potter, who had just been knocked down, also woke up from his coma, quickly picked up his wand, and looked at Dumbledore in the fierce battle with Voldemort with a vicious gaze, and then grabbed one of the gaps, and recited a deadly incantation with a distorted expression: "Piercing ice!"

Rumble!

The huge ice ball suddenly exploded at the old man's feet, directly freezing his feet in place, and he didn't move at all.

If you change to normal times, you can solve this little trouble with a little time.

But the question is, will the enemy give him that time?

The answer is no!

Voldemort keenly seized the opportunity and turned his wand into a razor-sharp black sword, stabbing it into his chest with a pop......