But don't worry, he's different from his parents and siblings, and we have a little pact. Zhang Chengyi glanced at the red-haired boy who had lost his left arm.

Obviously, for him, Ron still has some use value, so he saved his life for the time being.

"In that case, let's let him sleep for a while. As he spoke, the Dark Lord picked up his wand and shot a red light.

Next Second......

Poor Ron fell straight to the ground, snoring loudly, and the blood from the wound quickly stopped, and even began to regenerate slowly.

I have to say that in terms of necromantic magic, Voldemort does have a very deep attainment, and he can easily solve the wounds that ordinary wizards need to heal for days.

When he had done all this, he asked with a smile, "Tell me, my dear friend, who is that man who looks exactly like Dumbledore?"

"Oh, why do you ask?" Zhang Cheng blinked innocently.

"Hehe, because I can feel it's not Dumbledore himself. Although they are very similar in appearance and can almost be said to be a person, their temperaments are very different. Anyway, the real Dumbledore would never use the Death Curse, because what he feared most in his heart was crossing the red line of killing, and he was afraid of becoming like me. Voldemort pursed the corners of his mouth and said why.

If you choose the person who knows Albus Dumbledore in the world, you should remove the previous generation of Dark Lords, Gellert Grindelwald, and it should belong to him.

As the saying goes, the people who know you best are never relatives or friends, but your enemies.

As Voldemort, who regarded Dumbledore as his biggest enemy in his life from the beginning, he secretly observed each other's every move when he was a student, so he easily recognized the differences between the two Dumbledores before and after.

"Hahahaha! That's right! You guessed it! The one in the back wasn't Dumbledore. ”

Seeing that the little trick he played was exposed, Zhang Cheng immediately couldn't help laughing, and explained while laughing: "To be exact, he is a clone created by me using genetics. With the help of this guy, I not only managed to destroy the reputation and prestige that Dumbledore had spent half a century building, but I also created an unexpected enemy for him, Harry Potter. Don't you think it's funniest and most ironic for the Savior to kill Dumbledore?"

"Ah, I see, what a wonderful idea to inspire hatred through the death of a beloved. I'll admit, you're a genius when it comes to playing with people's hearts. Voldemort stuck out his tongue and licked his lips like a terrible viper.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "Thank you for the compliment, I don't think you should refuse to accept Harry Potter now, right? ”

"No, of course not, how could I have let go of such a fun toy. Also, I heard that you seem to have a plan to destroy the world, and that you're already working on it?"

With that, Voldemort raised his wand and fired a large Dark Mark into the sky, summoning his Death Eaters.

In less than a few seconds, mysterious people wearing masks and beautiful cloaks appeared around one after another using apparition shifting, kneeling down on one knee to pay him the highest respect.

Looking at these guys who were a little familiar, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile and nodded and replied: "Yes, I do have a plan to destroy and reshape the entire world, that is, to use the thermonuclear weapons invented by ordinary people to kill themselves in large numbers." But the problem is, it's in a little trouble right now. ”

"Thermonuclear weapons?" Voldemort's eyes flashed with confusion.

After all, before he entered the wizarding world, the world was still on the eve of World War II, and the famous "Manhattan Project" had not yet been officially established, so he had no idea how fast the level of human science and technology had developed in just a few decades, especially the development of weapons used to kill each other.

As for entering the wizarding world, he devoted all his energy to learning all kinds of esoteric magical knowledge, and never paid attention to the news from the ordinary world.

I have to say that the strongest Dark Lord in the history of Britain is actually no different from other arrogant wizards, they are all firmly bound to the wizarding world, completely unaware that the outside world has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

If they can't keep up with the times, the sparse wizards will be eliminated and become insignificant dust in history.

Secretly sighed at this group of frogs at the bottom of the well who were entertaining themselves all day behind closed doors, Zhang Cheng immediately explained: "Thermonuclear weapons, also known as hydrogen bombs, are lethal weapons that release huge energy and destructive power with the help of physical form nuclear fusion. Often, the destructive force of a single explosion can devastate the whole of London. According to the data I have obtained, the hydrogen bombs produced and stockpiled by the United States and the Soviet Union in the previous decades were enough to kill more than 90 percent of the world's population. ”

"One would be enough to destroy all of London?Did the Muggles really invent such a terrible weapon?" Voldemort's pupils contracted suddenly.

You must know that he is a typical pure-blood supporter, believing that only pure-blood noble wizards are the noblest species on earth, and ordinary people are just a swarm of insignificant ants.

But now that these ants have obtained a weapon more powerful than any kind of magic, they will naturally be shocked and frightened.

"Yes! In fact, this is not a secret in the world of ordinary people. Look, this is what thermonuclear weapons look like after their explosion......"

In order to let the other party deeply understand the terrifying explosive power of the hydrogen bomb, Zhang Cheng used the power of magic to reproduce the nuclear test images ranging from millions of tons to tens of millions of tons.

Feeling the strong visual impact brought by the scorching fireballs and mushroom clouds, both the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters subconsciously held their breath and felt the aura of destruction coming to their faces.

They had never felt more frightened than they were, and for the first time they realized that the ordinary Muggles, who were called Muggles, were not a herd of lambs to be slaughtered by wizards, as they had imagined.

After a full ten minutes, Voldemort took a deep breath and said in an extremely serious tone: "My dear friend, tell me your plan, we must not allow this kind of force to be in the hands of ordinary people. They must be destroyed!

"Agreed! My plan is simple! destroy the resistance of the American and Russian wizarding communities, and then further control their upper echelons, starting a thermonuclear war that will sweep the world, and destroy the technological civilization established by ordinary people. And those who survive will become slaves to wizards and re-establish a new world dominated by magic......"