Chapter 181: farce

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The right hand holding the wand trembled slightly, and Harry looked around the audience tangledly and hesitantly.

It seems that he still can't get past the hurdle in his heart.

Seeing that he was about to urge, Kewen suddenly thought of something, and quickly pointed his wand to Voldemort, and at the same time he whispered: "The soul is out of the body!"

His actions stunned everyone again.

Harry thought that Cowen was going to do it for him, so while secretly relieved, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Dumbledore said in astonishment: "Child, you..."

Without explaining anything, after Covin used the spell to control Voldemort's consciousness, he stepped forward and pressed his wand against the opponent's temple.

Slowly pulling away from the wand, a ‘memory thread’ nearly the thickness of the wand was drawn out of Voldemort’s mind by Corvin.

He took out the crystal bottle from his pocket like a ‘Hundred Treasure Bag’, and carefully stored Voldemort’s memory in it.

Then, Cowen took a few steps back, then waved his wand again, and surrounded Voldemort's cloth in a circle of black fierce fire.

On the other side of the auditorium, the people who recognized the fierce fire couldn't help but whispered, but they thought of Cowen's dangerous performance now, so they immediately suppressed their voices.

Ignoring the off-site factors, Kewen looked at Harry again and urged: "Alright Harry, hurry up and end this soon."

Harry was a little dumbfounded, how could he be shot in the end.

Snape was already very impatient next to him. If it weren't for Covin's face, if it wasn't for Covin's reasoning, he would have been tempted to kill Voldemort long ago.

Therefore, seeing Harry still chirping there, Snape immediately shouted again: "Do it!"

Harry's arm trembled as he was yelled, and then couldn't help looking at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't have a better solution at this time. Although it was cruel to make Harry kill, he could only remain silent and only give Harry some encouragement with his eyes.

Next to him, Kewen sighed when he saw this, and then said softly: "Harry, think about how your parents were mutilated by him."

This reminder was simply a killer for Harry.

Sure enough, Harry's eyes changed abruptly as soon as he heard the words.

The hesitation and entanglement disappeared quickly, and hatred emerged.

Seeing this, Kewen sighed secretly again.

Forcing Harry this way is actually a bit unnatural, and driving Harry to act with hatred might make the opponent's future growth a bit crooked.

But at this time there was no other better way to get Harry to do it. I can only look forward to the teaching of Harry by the principal and professors in the future.

Cowen thought to himself in his heart, and Harry finally strengthened his heart.

When he stretched his wand forcefully towards Voldemort on the ground, Harry looked decisive and yelled out in pain: "Blood to pieces!"

"Do not--"

Even though Voldemort's mouth disappeared, he still made his last shout vaguely.

The next moment, a lightning orange ray suddenly hit Voldemort's body.

Voldemort's cry disappeared, his eyes widened unwillingly, and the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared.

Click!

There was a cracking sound, and Voldemort's body seemed to have turned into charcoal like Peter the little dwarf just now.

Cracks appeared from Voldemort's body. After breathing, his whole body suddenly broke apart, turning into pieces of fly ash and gradually dissipating.

There was silence in the whole venue, only Harry's rapid gasp, which was gradually becoming soothing.

As if losing his strength, Harry's arms fell weakly and quickly, staring at Voldemort's rapidly dissipating ashes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dumbledore took a step forward and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. There was a little worry in his eyes, but his expression looked a little stiff.

Obviously, he was trying to control himself and could not show any untimely true expressions.

Professor McGonagall looked astonished, covering his mouth with his hands, and staring at Voldemort's ashes that was about to dissipate completely. He couldn't believe that Voldemort had died like this.

Professor Snape's breathing was a bit short, his chest undulated greatly, his eyes were staring straight at the location of Voldemort's death, and there was a slight wetness in his eyes...

The audience outside the venue also had different expressions, but they all remained silent tacitly, and no one dared to make a sound first.

In the entire venue, the only one who can make moves is Kewen.

Seeing the last fly ash of Voldemort's body disappeared, he suddenly waved his wand again.

Controlling the circle of Li Huo suddenly surged and surged, and then quickly closed inward.

In the end, Li Huo converged into a black fireball with a diameter of one meter, and then quickly collapsed inward. After shrinking to a point, it was dispelled by Kewen with an'anti-curse'.

At this time, Kewen didn't believe that Voldemort had any chance of stealing life.

After Voldemort was completely dealt with, Cowen turned his head and looked around the audience. Facing those eyes that avoided him, Cowen smiled slightly indifferently.

Bang!

After patted twice, everyone subconsciously looked towards him, and then said: "Well, everyone, from now on, there will be no more Dark Lords in the wizarding world, no more Voldemort, why are you a little unhappy? "

No one spoke for a long while.

Dumbledore wanted to open his mouth to warm up, but such a major event happened in a short period of time, which had already confused his mind.

He was both happy with Voldemort's complete death, and worried about the terrible impression that Kewen left on everyone now, so he didn't think that he should start saying that sentence for a while.

The audience remained silent for a while, and after a while, a voice finally appeared.

Minister Fudge's tone was a little trembling, fearful, and sternly yelled: "Covin Quinn...you...are you going to inherit the position of the mysterious man?"

Kewen was taken aback, then looked at Minister Fudge in amazement, and said in disbelief, "He is dead. As Minister of Magic, you still dare not mention his name?"

Everyone diverted their attention because of Kewen's words, and looked at Minister Fudge with different expressions.

Feeling the look of contempt, distrust, and even disgust around him, Minister Fudge suddenly became anxious, forgetting his fear for a while, and hurriedly continued to yell: "Nonsense! I just, just yelled for a while!"

The yelling seemed to increase his courage, Minister Fudge immediately pointed to Kewen, some angrily and loudly ordered: "All the staff of the Ministry of Magic! Hurry up and catch this murderer! There are also Harry Potter and West. Fles Snape! Take them back to the Ministry of Magic for investigation together!"

"Oh?"

Without waiting for other people to react, Kewen suddenly smiled.

With a posture that didn't put anyone in his eyes, Cowen pinched his waist again with his left hand and flipped the wand dexterously at his fingertips with his right hand.

Glancing at all the eager Ministry personnel, Kewen smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised the volume slightly, and said jokingly: "Maybe you can try, I can beat Voldemort into a maggot, but I don't know I can beat you up. What is it..."

As soon as these words came out, they poured cold water on the eager Ministry personnel.

Although they didn't know how Kewen beat Voldemort into that tragic situation, no matter what the battle went through, the result was that Voldemort failed in Kewen's hands.

And Voldemort is already so powerful, so frightening, in contrast, what about Cowen today? Isn't it more powerful than Voldemort?

Therefore, many Ministry of Magic personnel immediately put away their wands, and even in order to allow Cowen to see their movements clearly, they deliberately made their own wand retracting movements very large and very slow.

As for the remaining people, although they did not put away their wands, they lowered their wands one after another, and then their eyes were a little erratic, and they did not dare to look at Kewen's eyes.

What happened in the field was seen by the rest of the audience.

Minister Fudge naturally saw it, so his expression was a little broken, and he scanned his men in disbelief: "You, you..."

"All right!"

Dumbledore finally spoke, frowning and looking at Minister Fudge: "Connery, stop your desire to express yourself, everyone has seen the real situation!"

Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore said loudly as if announcing: "Voldemort! Completely dead! The era of the Dark Lord! It is completely over!"

Amidst the whispers in the audience, Dumbledore went on to say loudly: "It was Cowen who defeated Voldemort! It ended all Voldemort's conspiracies!"

"It was Harry who succeeded in eliminating Voldemort completely as predicted!"

"And Severus..."

Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at Snape, with congratulations in his eyes, and said loudly: "He just executed a Death Eater who is absolutely unforgivable."

"You don't have any right of execution!"

Minister Fudge, who has become a target of public criticism, made his final struggle and yelled: "They should be locked into'Azkaban' by me! Not here..."

"enough!"

Dumbledore screamed and stared at Minister Fudge with majestic eyes: "Put away your desire for power! Give people to you to send them to Azkaban? You are planning to...help them get out of that seat again. Escape from prison!?"

"You are slander!" Minister Fudge screamed like a shrew.

Dumbledore immediately pursued: "Then what are you doing! Have always reported malicious intent to the highly anticipated heroes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~!?"

"I……"

Minister Fudge was speechless. Could it be said that he had to catch the ducks on the shelves just because he was scorned by Cowen?

Seeing this, Dumbledore planned to end the farce immediately, so he arbitrarily pointed to the lost Barty Crouch, and said at the same time: "Bring the little Crouch that Corvin helped you catch! You! You can go back to the Ministry of Magic and think about how to write a credit report!"

"Dumbledore! You..."

Minister Fudge panted violently, but suddenly met Cowen's slightly squinted eyes.

Can't help being stiff.

Minister Fudge felt the cold sweat and cool breeze coming out of his back at the moment. In the end, he could only lower his head facelessly, and whispered to the surrounding men quickly, and whispered a few words...