Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 181: Farce

Latest URL: At this point, although Harry pointed his wand at Voldemort, he was slow to release the spell.

The right hand clutching the wand trembled slightly, and Harry surveyed the audience in confusion and hesitation from the corner of his eye.

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

Kewen was about to urge when he saw this, but suddenly thought of something, and quickly pointed his wand to Voldemort, while shouting in a low voice: "Out of the body!"

His action surprised everyone for a second.

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

Dumbledore said in amazement: "Son, you..."

Without explaining anything, Cowen used a spell to control Voldemort's consciousness, then stepped forward, bent over, and pressed his wand to the other's temple.

Slowly pulled away from the wand, and a 'memory thread' nearly as thick as a wand was pulled out of Voldemort's mind by Cowen.

Drawing out the crystal bottle from the 'treasure bag'-like pocket, he carefully stored Voldemort's memory in it.

Only then did Cowen take a few steps back, then waved his wand again, wrapping a black flame around Voldemort.

In the auditorium, those who recognized Li Huo couldn't help but let out a low voice, but they thought of Kewen's current dangerous performance, so they immediately suppressed their voices.

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

Harry was a little dumbfounded, how could he even let him do it in the end.

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

Therefore, seeing Harry still grinding and chirping, Snape snorted again: "Do it!"

Harry's arms trembled at the shouting, and then he couldn't help but look at Dumbledore.

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

Besides, Kewen sighed and said softly, "Harry, think about how your parents were tortured by him."

This reminder is a trump card for Harry.

Sure enough, Harry's eyes changed abruptly after hearing the words.

The hesitation and entanglement quickly disappeared, and hatred emerged.

Seeing this, Kewen sighed again.

To persecute Harry like this is actually a bit inauthentic. To drive Harry to act with hatred may make the other party's future growth a bit crooked.

But at this time there is no other better way to let Harry do it, and he can only look forward to the future teaching of the principal and professors to Harry.

Cowen pondered in his heart, and Harry finally made up his mind.

Stretching his wand to Voldemort on the ground, Harry shouted in a determined and painful voice: "Break to pieces!"

"No—"

Voldemort gave a vague final cry even though his mouth disappeared.

The next moment, a lightning-like orange ray suddenly hit Voldemort.

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

Click!

A cracking sound appeared, and Voldemort's body seemed to be turned into charcoal like Peter Pettigrew just now.

Cracks appeared from Voldemort's body. After breathing, the whole body suddenly shattered and dissipated, turning into pieces of fly ash and gradually dissipating.

The entire venue was silent, save for Harry's rapid breathing, slowly becoming soothing.

As if losing strength, Harry's arms dropped rapidly and feebly, staring at Voldemort's rapidly dissipating ashes, wondering what he was thinking.

Dumbledore stepped forward, raised his hand and put it on Harry's shoulder, his eyes were a little worried, but his expression was a little stiff.

Obviously, he's trying to control himself and not show any real expressions that are out of place.

Professor McGonagall looked astonished, covering her mouth with both hands, also staring at Voldemort's flying ash that was about to dissipate completely, unable to believe that Voldemort had died just like that.

Professor Snape's breathing was a little short, his chest heaving greatly, his eyes staring straight at the location of Voldemort's death, and his eyes were slightly wet...

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

In the entire arena, the only one who could still make a move was Kewen.

Seeing that the last of the ashes from Voldemort's body dissipated, he suddenly waved his wand again.

Controlling that circle of fiery flames suddenly soared, and then quickly closed inward.

Finally, Lihuo gathered into a black fireball with a diameter of one meter, and then quickly collapsed inwards. After shrinking to a point, it was dispelled by Kewen's 'counter-curse'.

This time, Cowan doesn't believe Voldemort has any chance of stealing his life.

After dealing with Voldemort completely, Kewen turned his head and looked around the audience. Facing the gazes that avoided his sight, Kewen smiled slightly indifferently.

Clap!

Slapped his hands twice, causing everyone to look at him subconsciously, and then said, "Okay everyone, from now on, there will be no Dark Lord or Voldemort in the wizarding world, why are you unhappy? A little?"

No one spoke for a while.

Dumbledore wanted to open his mouth to warm up, but such a major event in a short period of time had already made him a little confused.

He was both happy about Voldemort's complete death, and worried about the terrible impression Kewen left on everyone, so he couldn't think of that sentence to start with.

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

Secretary Fudge's tone trembled a little, screaming with fear and sternness: "Cowen Quinn...you...are you going to take over the role of You-Know-Who?"

Korwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Minister Fudge in great surprise, and said in a tone of disbelief: "He is already dead, as Minister of Magic, you still dare not mention his name?"

Everyone was distracted by Kewen's words and looked at Minister Fudge with different expressions.

Feeling the despising, distrusting, and even disgusting glances around him, Minister Fudge suddenly became anxious, forgot his fear for a moment, and hurriedly continued to shout: "Nonsense! I just, just for a while, it was smooth!" /

The shouting seemed to improve his courage, Minister Fudge immediately pointed hard at Corwin, and ordered aloud in some exasperation: "All Ministry of Magic personnel! Hurry up and arrest this murderer! And Harry Potter. Severus and Severus Snape! Bring them back to the Ministry of Magic for investigation!"

"Oh?"

Not waiting for the others to react, Kewen suddenly laughed.

With a posture of not taking anyone in the eye, Kewen pinched his waist again with his left hand and deftly turned his wand over his fingertips with his right hand.

Glancing at all the Ministry of Magic personnel who were eager to try, Kewen smiled slightly, raised the volume slightly, and said jokingly: "Maybe you can try, I can turn Voldemort into a maggot, but I don't know if I can turn it into a maggot. What did you get into..."

As soon as these words came out, it immediately poured a pot of cold water on the Ministry of Magic personnel who were eager to try.

Although they don't know how Cowan beat Voldemort to such a tragic state, no matter what the battle went through, it turned out that Voldemort lost in Cowan's hands.

And Voldemort is already so powerful, so frightening, in contrast, what about today's Kewen? Wouldn't it be more powerful than Voldemort?

As a result, several Ministry staff immediately put away their wands, and even made their movements very large and slow so that Corwen could see their movements clearly.

As for the remaining people, although they didn't put away their wands, they lowered their wands one after another, and then their eyes wandered a bit, daring not to look at Kewen's eyes.

What happened in the field was seen by other audience members.

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

"Alright!"

Dumbledore finally spoke, frowning at Minister Fudge: "Connery, stop your performance, everyone has seen the real situation!"

Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore exclaimed as if proclaiming: "Voldemort! Totally dead! The age of the Dark Lord! Totally over!"

Dumbledore then exclaimed amidst the murmurs in the audience: "It was Corwen who defeated Voldemort! End all Voldemort's machinations!"

"It was Harry who succeeded in destroying Voldemort as predicted!"

"And Severus..."

Dumbledore turned his head to look at Snape, with congratulations in his eyes, and exclaimed, "He just executed an absolutely unforgivable Death Eater."

"You have no execution rights!"

Secretary Fudge, who became the target of public criticism, made a last-ditch effort, shouting: "They should be put in 'Azkaban' by me! Not here..."

"Enough!"

Dumbledore gave a snarl and looked at Minister Fudge with a dignified look in his eyes: "Put away your **** for power! Give people to you to send to 'Azkaban'? Are you planning to...help them again Escape from that prison!?"

"You're a slander!" Minister Fudge screamed like a shrew.

Dumbledore immediately chased after him: "Then what are you doing! You've been giving malice to some of the highly anticipated heroes ~IndoMTL.com~!?"

"I..."

Minister Fudge is speechless, can it be said that he was only in the spotlight because of being swept up by Kewen, and finally had to drive the ducks to the shelves?

Seeing this, Dumbledore intends to end this farce immediately, so he arbitrarily pointed to the lost Barty Crouch Jr. and said at the same time: "Take the little Crow that Cowen helped you catch. Odd! You can go back to the Ministry of Magic and figure out how to write a credit report!"

"Dumbledore! You..."

Minister Fudge gasped violently, but suddenly met Kewen's slightly narrowed eyes.

I couldn't help but froze.

Minister Fudge felt the cold sweat and cool wind that burst out of his back, and finally he could only bow his head as if he was faceless, and spoke quickly to the surrounding subordinates, whispering a few words...