v7 Chapter 102： It's a pity not to be the Dark Lord!

Voldemort was stunned, holding a short wooden stick.

It was like a popsicle just bought. Before I could take a bite, only one stick melted.

But anyway, he was actually lucky.

During the time loop, William had practiced fighting skills, and out of the loop, he was also a master of physique and swordsmanship.

Playing Quidditch all year round, young, strong, and fencing really fast.

At such a critical moment, at such a close distance, with the physique and responsiveness of a wizard, most people cannot escape.

And Voldemort, an "old man", not only rescued his own rune, but also had not been slashed, causing him to be poisoned again. The luck is really good.

But he certainly didn't think so himself, because his wand, which became the "stand-in", was cut off.

The significance of wands to wizards is self-evident, especially the first wand, the importance is far-reaching.

That is the "white moonlight" that can't be replaced no matter how many pieces are equipped later.

The wand is also extremely obedient to its first master.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are scumbags, such as William... There are even seven or eight wands in his hand, and when he does bad things, he uses a spare wand.

The Elder Wand is also the King of the Seas among the wands. He likes to rely on powerful wizards the most. He will betray his master at any time and throw himself into the next embrace.

There are also some wizards who take pleasure in conquering other people's wands. After stealing them, they even fight against the original owner... This is also an old ntr.

But Voldemort is different, he is one and the same.

In other words, even though we, the Dark Lord, have been fascinated recently, we want to get the Elder Wand, which is known as "the most beautiful woman in the magical world".

But the body (strength) is not good, I still love this yew wood stick for the time being.

After all, after being with him for 60 years, he was about to figure out the pulp, and it was the most important treasure after the Horcrux.

And now, his old friend, his favorite little brother, was broken by William like this!

After the Dark Lord checked the rune's injury, he slowly turned around and looked at William coldly.

He did make this snake into a Horcrux.

The snake head in the middle is the most conspicuous, and it is easy to be cut off, so he made a consideration and did not seal the soul on that head.

Fortunately, I kept one hand at the time, otherwise I would have lost the Horcrux at this moment.

Can only say careless.

Of course, this was also his mistake.

He failed to completely change his mind, and regarded this snake as a Horcrux... After all, this was the first living Horcrux.

There are also unaccustomed.

But after tonight, Voldemort also learned a lesson, and he will not bring the snake out in the future, but let the most loyal servant strictly guard it.

Now that the snake was all right, Voldemort felt sorry for his little stick again.

Every broken wand was probably an angel with broken wings in the last life, right?

William didn't care about the murderous look in the Dark Lord's eyes, but bent over and picked up most of the wand.

He took the yew wand and played with it... rubbing, rubbing, turning his fingertips.

William's smile gradually changed. Sure enough, it was someone else's wand, and it was comfortable to play with.

The wand was cut in such a way that even Ollivander couldn't fix it, only Dumbledore's Elder Wand could.

After this time, I am afraid that the Dark Lord will be more urgent to get the heart of the Elder Wand.

It seems that he needs to quickly make an "elder wand" and give it to Voldemort.

"Do you want to continue fighting, Tom?" William raised his head and glanced at the devastated land affected by the battle, and said loudly:

"You shouldn't be here tonight! It's better to run away quickly and stop your losses in time, otherwise the losses will only increase..."

Voldemort's face changed suddenly, and he felt the familiar call again - the servant was asking for help.

He turned his head to look, suddenly speechless.

The second Dark Mark tonight, like a flare to light up the sky!

This shows that the second wave of Death Eaters, like the first wave, has a high probability of being wiped out by...

Christmas Eve, you put this fishing law enforcement? !

Voldemort's blood surged instantly, and his anger attacked his heart.

A rune had its head cut off, his wand was broken, and no less than two hundred servants were lost...

The loss in this small half year is not so great!

Voldemort stared at William bitterly, but did not speak harshly.

I lost the battle, and now everything seems like an excuse!

The black robe on his body began to flutter, and the rune snake floated by his side, and his figure turned into a black mist and flew towards the sky.

Everyone watched the Dark Lord leave.

But he did not expect that his speed suddenly accelerated, suddenly turned back, and walked towards the Auror.

William, who had been guarding the carbine for a long time, raised his wand, and the earth instantly tore a gully, colliding with the Dark Lord.

In an area of ​​tens of meters, a huge circular pit was sunken in an instant.

After a blow, Voldemort paused and shifted slightly, ran towards the other side, and finally disappeared into the vast darkness.

When the black fog disappeared for a long time, the Aurors came back to their senses in fear, rescued their injured companions, and collected the bodies of the dead Aurors.

William stomped his feet, shook off the slush, and looked into the distance.

Mr. Weasley and Kingsley came over and stood behind him, looking from afar together, each sighing.

Kingsley hesitated for a moment, then said nervously, "William, those Death Eaters who entered your house..."

"Most of them are dead, and there are a few left, which were captured by me." William said calmly.

"So……"

"The dead can be given to you, but not the living!"

Kingsley pondered for a while, William glanced at him, and said politely:

"Don't tell me it doesn't comply with the laws of the Ministry, that's your business."

Either way, these Death Eaters really deserve to be tried and put in jail, not William's.

But in the Ministry of Magic, he was afraid of these people, and he was kidnapped in three days. So hard to catch, but like a joke.

Besides, William wanted them to "glorious reform through labor".

Hearing William say this, Kingsley, who is now the head of the Auror's office, has no opinion at all.

He nodded honestly and said:

"Okay! Just do it according to your request."

In this attack, the Aurors came to support, but nothing was done, and many wizards died.

Whether it is public opinion propaganda or subsequent stabilization of the people's hearts, it is not good.

With those Death Eater corpses, the publicity is much better.

After all, the dead are sometimes more useful than the living.

This must have taken the credit for William, but then again, with his current reputation, do you care?

Killing many Death Eaters is the icing on the cake.

William didn't care, he needed an obedient Ministry of Magic.

Kingsley can do it.

The Aurors stayed outside, and William, Kingsley, and Mr. Weasley walked along the bridge and entered the area full of checkpoints.

Looking at the corpses that kept appearing on the ground, Mr. Weasley was also speechless.

No wonder these people want to send a distress signal.

Died too bad.

When he came to the hut, Lucius was teaching a few disobedient little red guys.

After he was captured, he became the object of ridicule by the Death Eaters. There was a new pure-blood wizard just now, who dared to mock him.

Seeing the appearance of the Great Demon King Stark, Malfoy immediately nodded and bowed his head, without any so-called pure-blood demeanor.

This is understandable, he knelt down and kissed Voldemort's feet without any pressure let alone surrendering to William.

The only sad thing is that Arthur actually came.

If I can go out, I'm afraid I can't look up in this life!

William's face was expressionless, and he didn't look at the group of pure-blood wizards kneeling on the ground, he just said softly:

"A group of rabble, hoping that this summer, the war can be ended and Tom can be eliminated."

Both Mr. Weasley and Kingsley were ecstatic and delusional.

Lucius couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"Not going to be the third-generation Dark Lord... It's a pity!"

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(Thanks to the "Nine-Tailed Cat" boss for the reward.)

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