"Lead the rest of the army to attack Hogwarts, and I'm going to declare me the king of the world today."

Voldemort returned, and he was in high spirits, as if he had gone back decades to when he first led the Death Eaters.

"Master, we don't occupy the Ministry of Magic anymore?"

Barty Jr. asked in surprise.

"What is there to occupy in that place? Capture Hogwarts whenever I want is our goal, the school is a place of hope, and if we destroy hope, the Aurors who can only listen to us will come to us themselves. ”

"Yes, master."

Lucius said respectfully, more respectfully than ever, and he would faithfully carry out any orders Voldemort had issued, as long as he was the unstoppable Dark Lord.

Voldemort was very satisfied with Lucius's attitude, he was a smart man, he should have seen something, but Voldemort didn't mind, it was also the most convenient to deal with smart people, and he would do everything well without even telling the other party.

As long as he was the invincible Dark Lord, no one would betray him, and Voldemort was even more sure that he had done nothing wrong.

And as long as he has this wand of death (the Elder Wand), he will always be the powerful and invincible Dark Lord.

"Master, may I ask what happened to make you happy?"

Lucius asked respectfully in a tentative tone.

Voldemort glanced at Lucius, then at Snape, who was boiling potions below, and grinned in the most relaxed tone, "Harry Potter is dead!" HE~HEH~！ ”

Nearly everyone present froze, and then a terrifying cheer erupted among the Death Eaters, especially Fenrir, who cheered the loudest.

The Dumbledore rival to the Dark Lord is dead.

Potter, who is now the only possible opponent against Voldemort, is also dead.

Voldemort is invincible, and the time that belongs to them as Death Eaters is coming.

At night, on the cliff closest to Hogwarts, a group of people were looking condescendingly at the castle not far ahead.

At this time, the castle had already raised a transparent defensive wall - the ultimate protection.

"Hogwarts should have been informed that Potter is dead, and perhaps now they are preparing for a last-ditch fight."

In the final battle, Voldemort was still under the command of Lucius, with Barty Jr. and Snape assisting.

These three people are the people he trusts the most now.

"I suggest that werewolves continue to be at the forefront."

"No way, my subordinates have already lost a lot, unless they can be replenished, denying that we used to be sent to death." Fenrir exclaimed.

Most of his werewolves were damaged by the attack of the fishmen, and the banshees were almost wiped out, although there should be no loss on the Dementor side in theory, but most of them were missing, and no one knew where these Dementors went, as if they had disappeared out of thin air, and as for the humanoid witches, their combat effectiveness was negligible.

As for the giants, they have barely attrition, and the problem is that they are only willing to obey Voldemort and not listen to Fenrir.

"I think I have another way." Snape spoke, and he distributed the vials of potions to the crowd, and each Dark Wizard took a vial, "I know there's a bunch of eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest, and I think those terrifying creatures with eight eyes and furry eyes are perfect for being the vanguard, but it's up to Fenrir for you to drive them away." ”

"No problem."

Hearing Snape say this, Fenrir nodded in reply.

As long as he doesn't let his subordinates go up and eat the first wave of damage, the werewolf is very simple to make anyway, just take a bite.

"The giants are in charge of destruction, and they're well suited to do that."

Listening to the trio discussing how to capture Hogwarts, Voldemort stroked Nagini's body with great satisfaction, as the most important battle to destroy 'hope', Voldemort simply brought it with him as a witness to his rise.

Soon, countless eight-eyed spiders inhabiting the Forbidden Forest were driven out of their lair by the Dark Wizard and headed madly towards the castle of Hogwarts.

Countless figures shook outside the castle, and here they were, in front of the gates of Hogwarts.

Countless eight-eyed spiders, vicious-eyed werewolves, tall giants, and wand-wielding dark wizards.

Voldemort looked disdainfully at the ultimate protection of the strongest protective magic that stood in front of them.

With a slight swipe of the wand in his hand towards the castle, the so-called strongest spell was easily cut open, and the transparent shroud in front of Hogwarts turned into countless points of light and dissipated.

"Open the door."

Voldemort said softly.

Immediately, several giants smashed open the door of Hogwarts with boulders, and countless figures and beast shadows poured into the castle, and after these people entered the castle, no one noticed that a barrier rose outside the gate again, but this barrier was similar to the previous one but completely different.

"The target is in the range of attack, and each team pays attention to sniping, OVER."

Eight hundred miles away, the centaur Ferenze took his eyes off the scope of the sniper rifle, picked up a walkie-talkie next to him and said.

Only equipment that has been modified by Dudley will work at Hogwarts.

The castle was filled with wizards led by Professor McGonagall, who seemed to have expected their arrival.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall."

Voldemort said very gentlemanly, and even greeted Professor McGonagall.

"You're not welcome here."

Professor McGonagall stared at Voldemort with no timidity in her eyes.

"No, Professor McGonagall, you're getting one thing wrong."

Voldemort shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you welcome me or not. ”

As he spoke, he even turned his back to McGonagall and said to the people who were following him, "I declare that from now on, Hogwarts is mine." ”

The loud cheers almost toppled the roof of Hogwarts.

“harry potter is dead！ Dumbledore is dead！ ”

"From now on, all of you are to serve me."

"Otherwise."

The green light from the tip of Voldemort's wand illuminated almost the entire castle, and the magic was so large that it was about to overflow.

Professor McGonagall's lips squirmed slightly, and she opened her mouth as if to say something, but she didn't say it.

Because

"What else would you do? Senior Tom? ”

A cynical laugh rang out, overpowering the cheers of the crowd and the sound of Voldemort.

When Voldemort turned his head, his pupils constricted slightly, a figure he knew all too well.

"Dursley!"

However, when he saw the figure next to Dudley, his pupils had contracted into a slit, and Dudley was followed by another figure that he was extremely familiar with.

"Dumbledore?!"

Dumbledore looked at Dudley and saw that the other party was staring at him, so he turned his head to Voldemort with an expressionless face, and read without the slightest emotion: "Ah, I am Albus's brother, Aberforth Dumbledore, you killed my brother, and I will avenge him." ”

The tone should be more perfunctory and perfunctory.

Death Eater: "."

Professors: "."

However, Voldemort was in no mood to pursue this at the moment, and his eyes were fixed on the wand in Dumbledore's hand.

Roared in an almost hoarse voice.

"Elder Wand, why do you have one too?"

Before Dumbledore could speak, Dudley explained to him: "Senior Tom, this is very simple, there are two Elder Wands in this world, your one is female, Professor Dumbledore cough cough, and my brother's one is male. ”

Dumbledore:.

Voldemort: ???

(End of chapter)