The thick green light pierced through the gunship.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

Beneath Voldemort's broad, pitch-black robes, and black clouds rolled in the clouds, allowing him to fly through the sky without the need for a broomstick, and at all as fast as a good Quidditch Seeker.

He looked up and laughed, and with a wave of his wand, the amplification of the Elder Wand made it easier for him to unleash powerful spells.

Less consumption, more power!

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two helicopters exploded in the sky.

Like a flame of its own consciousness, it wrapped around Voldemort's side and converged into a giant fire python, spitting spear-like letters, confronting the Muggle army.

Voldemort's opening victory greatly boosted the confidence of the wizards in the rear.

Under the firelight, the Death Eaters, riding on broomsticks, quickly pounced on the Muggle air force with their nimble speed.

After getting close, it was destined to be a wizarding massacre of Muggles.

Riding a broomstick is more agile, wielding a wand kills with a single blow, and even if the iron cover can block the power of the spell, the driver is still mortal!

In just a few minutes of the opening scene, helicopters swayed uncontrollably from left to right and fell towards the ground.

"We can win!"

I don't know who shouted.

Will you choose to be destroyed by the Muggles, or will you survive under Voldemort's rule?

Wizards almost all made their own choices.

Some wizards who had no hatred for Voldemort, but were simply afraid of Voldemort, took the lead in riding broomsticks and rushing into the sky battlefield.

……

On the gunship, the pilot squinted.

Fire.

A rocket detaches from the bottom of the cabin, and the flames in the tail of the rocket push it towards the locked wizard.

"Against this group of broomstick-ridden cleaners, we should let them know what the more terrible weapon is," he joked on the public channel.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a burst of laughter in the public channel.

The successive victories in the battle made them show disdain in the face of the seemingly organized counterattack of the wizards.

Military weapons have a range outside the opposing side.

Death in the rocket.

If it had not been for the order, to completely break the confidence of the wizards, to capture the captives, and to get the secret that they could fly on broomsticks, the military would have chosen to wash the floor with artillery fire.

There are no ordinary people here, all of them are these guys who hide in the corners of the earth, afraid to see people.

They don't have much of a psychological burden.

opposite side

When the wizard saw the rocket, his eyes widened, he had fully understood the power of the rocket through the two days of fighting, and he knew that the speed of the rocket far exceeded the speed of the broom, so he did not choose to escape, but raised the wand in his hand, at that moment, the rocket that was almost attached to his face instantly turned into a stoat, and the stoat pounced on the wizard's body, running around uneasily.

The wizard grabbed the broom and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" The driver was stunned when he saw this scene, which was beyond his cognition.

Rocket turned into a live ferret?

Rumble!

The wizard, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was blown up by another rocket that came at him in a surprise attack.

A teammate's voice came from the headset: "Rookie, stay safe, they can do anything evil and weird." If you are stunned on such a dangerous battlefield, you will die. ”

"No matter how evil and weird things are, they can't compare to the moment when the fire explodes," the driver held on, grinning at the corners of his mouth, but his face was a little pale.

"Whoosh-"

A wizard appeared out of thin air in front of the helicopter, appearing to be running away, but there was a mistake in the use of the spell.

In an instant, the propeller was spinning at high speed and was cut into pieces.

Blood was splashed on the front glass of the helicopter like a bucket of red paint.

The driver's hand holding the joystick, slipping wet and sweaty.

"Whew!!"

A deafening sound came.

Through the gap in blood, he saw a huge figure in front of him, waving more than ten times, similar to the flesh wings of a bat, flying by, and the strong air flow generated shook the helicopter.

"What's that?"

He saw a large lizard's head, with its mouth open to him.

Flames erupt.

Rumble!

The helicopter turns into fireworks and bursts into the sky.

Li Zu stood in the corner, watching the wizard on a broomstick, fighting against the helicopter.

The spell and the rocket cause a bigger explosion.

The bullet pierced through the "armor amulet" and froze the wizard behind him, along with the broom under his crotch.

There are also spell counterattacks, helicopter gunships, explosions, or the death of the pilot, chasing to the ground.

"Whew!"

The fire dragon roaring on the battlefield, after being hit by a continuous rocket, finally fell to the ground with a wail.

But judging from the overall battle situation, the wizarding world still occupies a disadvantage.

"Tom, it's time to think about it from a different perspective"

Li Zu hoped that the toys he had worked so hard to get would have his own thinking ability and would cooperate with the battle, rather than having to keep an eye on him all the time.

As a boss, Voldemort has his own rhythm of fighting, but he is used to fighting hard, even in the face of a military force far more than ten times his own, and the firepower completely suppresses his own Muggles.

When Li Zu couldn't help but was about to give a new order, Voldemort finally tore through the first row of defense nets of the gunship organization, black smoke billowed out, and he rushed directly into the camp on the ground.

The stout fire python then plunged headlong into the ground.

An explosion sounded.

After a man entered the local camp, Voldemort was in a no-man's land, and with a wave of his hand, an armored chariot was lifted off, and with a flick of his wand, the chariot was torn apart.

Because the wizards to be fought against rode broomsticks, there weren't many ground troops in the Muggle army.

It didn't take long for the sea of fire to burn all over the ground.

The army was left in ruins.

Voldemort, stepping on billowing black smoke, spread his hands and enjoyed his victory.

"Voldemort! Voldemort! Voldemort! ”

The surviving Death Eaters shouted the name they feared and adored.

Voldemort slowly lifted his noseless face, squinting slightly, and fell into intoxication.

The Elder Wand pointed at the sky, and the clouds shifted.

The skinny fingers pinched the wand and turned it slightly, and the black clouds in the sky pressed down, forming a funnel.

Thunder rolls in the hole.

A pouring rain, falling at the call of the wand, extinguished the fire, but the fire that burned in the battle has not stopped for a long time, and will always burn with the memory of this generation.

Muggles fought against the wizarding world, and in the end, under Voldemort's leadership, the wizarding world won miserably.

The Muggle Expulsion Charm was restored, and the badly injured wizards, licking their wounds, once again hid in Muggle-invisible corners, only this time, instead of pride, they were curled up and shivering.

Having seen the horror of Muggles, they began to learn to recognize their place, and they stayed away from the Muggle world, not from the high bloodlines, but simply out of fear of Muggles.

Ministry of Magic,

Li Zu sat in the office of the Minister of Magic, and Wormtail sat in the minister's seat.

At this time, Peter Pettigrew immediately stood up respectfully and closed the door after seeing who was sitting down at the door.

"Excuse me, ...... What do you have to command, honorable and noble sir? ”

Wormtail, who had already sat in the position of Minister of Magic, was not as arrogant as he imagined, and he humbly bowed his head to the Muggle in front of him, and the beads of sweat on his forehead slid to his chin again.

"Wormtail, I hope to get potions, enough potions"

Peter Pettigrew lifted his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Of course, I have mobilized the entire Ministry of Magic, and I believe they will submit a quantity that satisfies you"

Li Zu nodded, seemingly very satisfied with Peter's arrangement.

"Very good, maybe you'll like the location" Li Zu stood up, bent down slightly, and whispered in Peter Pettigrew's ear, "I was the one who recommended you to Tom." ”

"Thank you for your kindness," Peter Pettigrew's body pressed lower.

Knock knock~

There was a knock on the door and someone was outside.

"You're the Minister of Magic, you shouldn't be so respectful," Li Zu reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, you, you're right," Peter Pettigrew returned to his seat.

"Please come in!"

The door opened, and the person who entered, Professor McGonagall, who was now the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"I'm here to find Professor Li" Her gaze first focused on Wormtail, who was in the minister's position, and noticed that the other party's expression was not quite right.

Then he looked at Li Zu again, but Li Zu kept smiling.

"Mr. Minister, regarding Hogwarts, I hope it will be restored as soon as possible." Li Zu said.

"There's already an Auror in charge of this, sir, if it's all right, please leave first...... Oh, and don't forget to bring it to the door. ”

Peter Pettigrew held the shelf to make himself look less humble, but his whole heart almost jumped out of his throat when he said the last addition to the door.

"Thank you for your generosity," said Lee, who left with Professor McGonagall.

And closed the door very thoughtfully.

"Professor, it seems that the school is doing well"

Li Zu smiled at Professor McGonagall.

"yes, what did you talk to him about? Now that the wizarding world is in so much trouble, how could he promise you to fix Hogwarts first? Professor McGonagall looked at Li Zu in surprise.

"This could be, charisma?"

"Indeed, you are very attractive, sir." Professor McGonagall nodded.

The two of them went to the special fireplace of the Ministry of Magic and sprinkled Floo powder, and their figures were engulfed in flames.

In the office of the Minister of Magic, Wormtail was paralyzed in his chair, as if all his strength had been drained.

Just half a day ago, he saw with his own eyes that Voldemort bowed to Li Zu very respectfully.

It was different from what Wormtail had imagined, but what really struck him was that he sensed that Voldemort might have fallen under the Imperius Curse!

Can someone cast the Imperius Curse on Voldemort? Even if Dumbledore were to be reborn, it would be absolutely impossible.

But Wormtail still believes his own guesses.

The wizarding world seems to be controlled by Voldemort, but the real ruler is a Muggle professor from Hogwarts, who can defeat Voldemort, and even control Voldemort with the Snatching Charm!

Therefore, the strange feeling that Wormtail felt like rushing ahead, not at all like Voldemort's style, also disappeared at this moment.

Everything is explained.

That's why Wormtail is as respectful as possible.

No one would believe that Voldemort was controlled by the Imperius Curse, and no one would believe that the dead Dumbledore, along with Voldemort, bowed respectfully to the Muggle professor!

After the fear, Wormtail was very excited, since the other party found out that he knew these things, but chose to let him go, does it mean that the position of the Minister of Magic really belongs to him?

……

"Uh......"

Able opened his eyes, and he was a little dizzy.

"I see, under the spell of snatching?"

He sat up on his elbows against the bed and lifted his sleeves, the Death Eater mark still twisting underneath.

Abel completely lost his previous memory, he just remembered that there were two people chasing him, and the other party seemed to have infinite magical power, able to keep releasing spells, chasing him, and exhausting himself.

"Death Eater, I'm a Death Eater again?"

He rolled over and got out of bed, without a wand, and this place looked very strange to him.

Pushing open the door, a cold wind hits.

Snowflakes fell from the sky and covered the ruins baptized by artillery fire.

The sign that said "Pig's Head Bar" was lying not far away, but the bar to which the sign belonged was only a huge pit.

Abel's face changed again: "Voldemort, is it already so powerful?" ”

"Oh no, I have to go to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible!"

It's not that the sense of justice in his heart urges him, but he believes that following Voldemort is a dead end, and Abel must quickly clear his suspicions, even if he wants to drink a truth potion because of this, he is willing to endure it.

Fear prompted Abel to act immediately, and Abel searched through the rubble, eventually finding a broken wand under a completely deformed, blackened bar.

"I hope it still works"

Able grabbed his wand and took a deep breath.

"Floo fans, fly!"

Flying curse, in the ruins, a bag of Floo powder came to Abel and was caught by him.

Using a broken wand to use apparition shifting may be torn apart by space, so Able is very cautious.

After a few levitation spells cleared the surrounding rubble, the walls of a shop with a fireplace were still intact.

He spilled Floo powder.

"Ministry of Magic!"

Floo Powder leaves with Abel.

It's just that when Able reappears, he doesn't appear in the Ministry of Magic, but stands in the street of Diagon Alley.

It's a place where people come and go, and people are buzzing.

"It's an Auror!"

Abel knew each other, and he had met them at the Ministry of Magic.

"I've got something to look for you, take me to the Ministry of Magic!"

"Abel?" The other party looked at Abel in surprise, where did you go after that day?

"I ......"

Abel's face was bitter: "For some reason, I returned to the Death Eaters again. ”

The fact that he was controlled by the Snatching Curse was not suitable for talking about it in public, after all, it was one of the three unforgivable curses, which would cause panic, and even the Ministry of Magic would judge him for deliberately spreading fear.

Plus re-enlisting in the queue of Death Eaters, which would get him into Azkaban!

"What?"

"So, take me to the Ministry of Magic, and I'm going to make this clear."

"You're a Death Eater!" The Auror grabbed Abel's shoulder in surprise, and this reaction made Able stunned.

Such a loud voice attracted the curious eyes of the surrounding passers-by.

A boy, curious and frightened, looked at Abel.

"What's going on?" Abel was stunned, this was different from what he thought.

Why wasn't the group scared when they heard about the Death Eaters?

Why are there still two witches blushing when they look at themselves?

Abel had no idea what was going on.

"He's a Death Eater, a hero who saved the wizarding world!" The Auror shouted.

"This ......"

Abel shouted in his heart, this script is not right.

……

"Wizard Abel became a member of the glorious Death Eaters in order to save the wizarding world."

"Prior to the battle with the Muggles, the Order of the Phoenix made negative statements, and the actions of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, who had been secretly sabotage, led to a heavy number of casualties in the wizarding world, and to this day, the members of the Order of the Phoenix are still missing...... Ministry of Magic Wanted, Alastor Moody, Arthur Weasley, Remus Lupin, ......"

Li Zu put down the newspaper, picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip.

"The Death Eaters still have some skills, not just some crazy people who can only shout and kill."

During the Great War that day, Abel, as a member of the Death Eaters, had to participate in the war, but the aftermath of the rocket explosion made Abel faint and fall, and Li Zu also released the control of the Imperius Curse on Abel in time.

That Auror was naturally arranged in advance by the Death Eaters, and even that fireplace was set up for directional teleportation, and everything was scripted, just waiting for Able to wake up.

The Death Eaters wanted to completely control the wizarding world, and the battle with the Muggles did not have much impact, and they had to control public opinion and constantly change the perception of the Death Eaters and Voldemort among wizards.

By the way, it also made the Order of the Phoenix a street rat.

Even if Voldemort came to power, he wouldn't want a disintegrated wizarding world.

After this battle, a large number of wizards died tragically, the number of adult wizards plummeted, and Voldemort "naturally" stopped targeting half-blood wizards, as well as wizards from Muggle families.

Everything is harmonious, this is also a different kind of "happy ending"? It's just that Li Zu is the only one who has attained consummation.

He walked out of the office.

Hogwarts reopened under the special care of Wormtail, but without Dumbledore, this school of witchcraft and wizardry was no longer a holy place for young wizards.

However, most of the young wizards chose to go back to school.

The small gathering of Gryffindor caught Li Zu's attention for a moment.

Ron, whose father was wanted, was screaming excitedly as if he had won the position of Quidditch goalkeeper, and there was a girl who adored him and gave him a kiss.

When Li Zu left, he found a figure sitting at the top of the stairs with his head buried in his arm.

"Miss Granger, you don't look too good," he said, sitting next to Hermione.

Hermione sat up at the sound of someone talking to her, a little scared, like a rabbit who had been found a secret.

This is even more true after seeing that the person you are talking to is a professor.

"No, Professor...... I'm just happy for Ron. ”

"I heard he became a Quidditch goalkeeper?"

"Hmm" Hermione nodded, not looking happy.

"He also gained love, I saw the girl who kissed him," Li Zu seemed to mention inadvertently.

Hermione's expression became even more frustrated, but she struggled to control it.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Li Zu stood up and said, "Miss Granger, why don't we talk about you, have you ever thought about what kind of work you will do after graduation?" ”

"What to do? I'm still a few years away from graduating," she sniffled, but when it came to her future, he still thought very seriously: "I want to go to work at the Ministry of Magic, to be the Minister of Magic." ”

Hearing this answer, the smile on Li Zu's face became even brighter.

"Really? Maybe you can be the youngest Minister of Magic, I have class in the afternoon, goodbye. ”

Li Zu got up and left, everything just now seemed to be just a professor's concern for the students.

Hermione looked up, she seemed to hear Professor Li whisper in her ear, "Out of body", but when she remembered it carefully, it seemed to be just an auditory hallucination.

And she feels that the "goodbye" in Professor Li's mouth does not mean goodbye tomorrow, and this goodbye may be very long, or it may never be seen.

As Li Zu pondered the goal of controlling with the Imperius Curse, Hermione entered his eyes, a grown-up wizard who would not disappoint.

Now is the time when she is at her lowest mood, as long as she makes a move, the probability of failure is low.

Becoming Minister of Magic was Hermione's inner thoughts, and she would have been the Minister for Magic in the first place.

In Li Zu's heart, Wormtail was definitely not a suitable Minister of Magic.

Without Voldemort's Ministry of Magic, how long could the Death Eaters resist?

"Although it is very likely that you will never find your way back after leaving this time, it is always good to have a little back."

This is destined to be just an experimental traversal site.

A day later, in the evening,

London, the Muggle world, did not know that its army had almost annihilated a world hiding in a corner, and even the generals who gave the orders themselves had forgotten about it.

Power station.

The portal slowly unfolded and appeared in front of Li Zu.

One door glowing with silver, the other unsure if it would be the way home.

There was footsteps behind him, and Li Zu turned his head.

"Tom, is there anything in the spell that can be teleported?"

"......" Voldemort did not answer.

"Okay, we should go, the space-time gate hasn't opened yet, although Schrader said that this door can locate the original position, but that must be a matter of good luck."

Li Zu paused, he took out a bottle of elixir from his pocket, raised his head and drank it.

"Now, I feel like my luck has become very good!"

Bending down to lift the suitcase at his feet, Li Zu and Voldemort walked into the portal one after the other.