Train to Another World

Voldemort rarely had a low point in his life. Harry bounced back the killing curse once, but he was defeated decently that time. Dumbledore found stolen goods in the Wu Orphanage once.

But no matter which time, it was not like this time, he was hung upside down in the air naked, with his mouth sealed. And a crazy woman who kept screaming, holding a camera, was holding her... taking pictures.

This was done deliberately by Li Zhuoguang, in order to disenchant. Just like his dog-licking roommate in college, who was about to die after being dumped by a goddess.

Li Zhuoguang couldn't stand it, so he paid for him to go to the most expensive business KTV in the local area. A row of long legs in evening gowns stood in front of him for him to choose, and each of them was much more beautiful than his goddess.

That night, the dog-licking felt the feeling of being licked, and lost himself in the voices of "good brother" and "handsome guy". When Li Zhuoguang took him away, he was still in a dream state.

When he saw his former goddess again the next day, he was no longer bothered, and even a little bored.

The same principle applies. If it was Voldemort standing here in a black robe with a wand in his hand, even if Li Zhuoguang told everyone that he had just been resurrected and was still very weak, it was estimated that everyone would not have the energy to fight him.

But seeing Voldemort like this, the dark clouds that had been lingering in their hearts for decades began to disintegrate.

However, some people were obviously concerned about other things: "Why don't we treat Mr. Crouch's wound first?"

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand, and Barty Crouch Jr. landed in front of everyone: "He is Barty Crouch Jr. who drank the Polyjuice Potion. Yes, he is the one who should have died in Azkaban. It seems that Mr. Barty Crouch has done a lot of wrong things in private.

Giving him some truth serum later will make everything clear. Today's protagonist is not him."

Li Zhuoguang glanced at the crowd, and Wei Changfeng understood. He stood up first and said to everyone: "Before the trial begins, we need to hear about Voldemort's evil deeds."

Lucius gritted his teeth and took the lead. The former Death Eaters who came with Lucius immediately followed when they saw that the well-known fence-sitters began to charge.

"I am Lucius Malfoy from the Malfoy family. I was controlled by Voldemort with the Imperius Curse. I saw Voldemort with my own eyes..."

"I am Thomas Flint from the Flint family. I was controlled by Voldemort with the Imperius Curse. I proved that he..."

"I am from the Selwyn family..."

"I am from the Travers family..."

Countless Death Eaters who were proven to be "controlled by the Imperius Curse" stood up and began to accuse Voldemort of his atrocities. The people of the Wizengamot also reacted at this time. They were brought here by the house elves who suddenly appeared. It was premeditated.

But all this is not important. There are white wizards and black wizards. There were in the past, there are now, and there will be in the future. There are very few people in the British magic world, and everyone has some blood relationship with each other. The fight between black and white wizards is relatively mild, but this Voldemort wants to overturn the table to break the class solidification.

It doesn't matter if the table is overturned. After all, it is natural to harm others and benefit oneself. The so-called sacred 28 families were not determined until 1930, and the class is not eternal. But later, Voldemort became a madman, a madman who killed wantonly, and even the people around him thought he had a big problem.

A psychopath, a powerful and moody psychopath, is not within the acceptable range of everyone. The dead Voldemort is the good Voldemort. His existence has threatened all wizard groups equally.

At this time, Harry, who was standing next to Li Zhuoguang, couldn't help but step forward: "I am Harry Potter, Voldemort killed my parents!"

The accusations of others were performances that had already memorized the lines. But Harry's accusation made everyone present feel his anger.

As if a switch had been turned on, the members of the Wizengamot looked at each other, then took out their wands and pointed them at themselves. Various robes were separated from their original forms and transformed into solemn red robes by transfiguration. A W-shaped badge shone brightly on the chest.

A piece of red suddenly appeared, and everyone seemed to be in the Wizengamot's courtroom, causing the accusations that came one after another to suddenly stagnate.

At this time, a lazy voice sounded: "I accuse Voldemort of exposing his body in public, which is immoral."

A cold scene.

"Puff!" Someone couldn't help laughing, and gradually, more people laughed. Voldemort, who was hung in the air like a white chicken, no longer felt oppressed.

The crimes committed by Voldemort were too numerous to count, so the accusation process was very long, but the trial process was very short because there was no dispute at all.

In a place where using the Unforgivable Curse on a living person can result in a life sentence, Voldemort is definitely dead, and thanks to the fact that the most serious punishment here is the death penalty, Voldemort will not suffer too much.

A member of the Wizengamot proposed that according to tradition, the Dementors' Kiss should be performed by Dementors.

But this proposal was rejected by Li Zhuoguang. The people present did not look down on Li Zhuoguang because he was a little wizard. Everyone knew that Councillor Wei was just his housekeeper. Even if he was forbidden to make suggestions because he was not a member of the Wizengamot, he could speak through Councillor Wei, so why bother.

"What suggestions does Mr. Li have?"

"Long nights and many dreams, execute him on the spot and destroy his soul."

Li Zhuoguang's proposal won the approval of most people. After all, Voldemort died twelve years ago, and no one knew why he could be resurrected twelve years later.

If you are still entangled in red tape, who knows what will happen.

Just do what you say, but who will carry out the death penalty has stumped everyone. It is easy to kill an unarmed Voldemort today, but who knows if there are any die-hard Death Eaters who are still at large. After all, Malfoy Manor was attacked by Death Eaters just last year.

Li Zhuoguang looked at their various expressions and curled his lips in disdain. Even the upper echelons were mostly cowards. No wonder Voldemort could stir up trouble here.

It was Li Zhuoguang who spoke: "I have heard of a prophecy. The original text is probably 'A person with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord is approaching. He was born in a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times. Born at the end of the seventh month, the Dark Lord The Head marked him as a powerful enemy, but he possessed powers unknown to the Dark Lord, and one must die at the hands of the other, for both could not live but one.'"

Many people present are familiar with this prophecy, because it has been fulfilled once.

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"Since the prophecies have given the answers, we can just implement them according to the prophecies."

Li Zhuoguang looked at Harry: "Do you remember the Christmas gift I gave you?"

Harry nodded nervously: "I remember, but I buried it under..."

"It was buried behind your aunt's house." Li Zhuoguang conjured a gun as if by magic: "I dug it out for you last time when I looked for you. This year, because the situation was too complicated, I didn't have time to give it to you. I think it’s not too late to make up for Christmas gifts.”

Li Zhuoguang took out a bullet, pulled the barrel of the gun, put it into the magazine, and then returned it to its position. After turning on the safety, he handed the pistol to Harry's hand.

Li Zhuoguang hooked his fingers, and Voldemort flew in front of Harry. Harry was so frightened that he wanted to retreat, but Li Zhuoguang held his back: "Don't be afraid of inaccurate aim, just put it against his head and shoot. He's like this I hate Muggles the most in my life, so ending his life with Muggle weapons is undoubtedly the best way to relieve my hatred."

Although he didn't get the same treatment as Dudley at Petunia's house, he could still watch TV and he still knew the basics of how to use a pistol. So he tremblingly put his finger on the trigger, and then aimed it at Voldemort's bald head.

"The hatred of destroying the family is irreconcilable and cannot be washed away by the water of the Three Rivers. You are about to get your revenge, so you should not be afraid. You should feel happy." Li Zhuoguang held down Harry's hand to stop him from shaking. , and pressed the muzzle of the gun tightly to Voldemort's forehead.

At this time, Harry also remembered that he should have had a happy and happy home with his parents growing up with him, but because of this person in front of him! Everything is ruined!

Bang!

The trigger of the pistol was more sensitive than Harry thought. He pulled the trigger unconsciously in a rush of heart, and shot Voldemort in the head before he was fully prepared.

Li Zhuoguang also waved his hand, taking away Voldemort's soul fragments without leaving a trace, and ignited Voldemort's body with fierce fire. Of course, Skeeter was there to record the whole process.

She now understood why the major shareholder asked her to bring the camera with the largest capacity.

The power of Li Huo was impressive. In just a few breaths, Voldemort's body was reduced to ashes. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Is this the end?

Li Zhuoguang took the pistol out of Harry's hand and patted his shoulder: "Revenge is like this. You can't get anything but emptiness. But emptiness is more comfortable than being burned by the flame of hatred day and night. After a while, you Just get used to it.”

Li Zhuoguang faced everyone and said loudly: "This matter is over, now we move on to the second issue."

The members of the Wizengamot heard these familiar words.

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