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

The right hand holding the wand trembled slightly, and Harry surveyed the audience with a tangled and hesitant corner of his eye.

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

Seeing this, Kewen was about to urge, but suddenly thought of something, and quickly pointed his wand to Voldemort, and at the same time shouted: "Soul out of the body!"

His actions made everyone stunned again.

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

Dumbledore said in amazement: "My child, you..."

Without explaining anything, after using a spell to control Voldemort's consciousness, Kewen stepped forward and bent over and put his wand on the opponent's temple.

Slowly pulling away from the wand, a 'memory thread' about the thickness of the wand was pulled out of Voldemort's mind by Cowen.

He took out the crystal bottle from his 'treasure bag'-like pocket and carefully stored Voldemort's memory in it.

After that, Kewen took a few steps back, then waved his wand again, and spread a black flame around Voldemort.

In the auditorium, the people who recognized Li Huo couldn't help but let out a low voice, but they thought of Kewen's dangerous performance now, 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 let him shoot in the end.

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

Therefore, seeing Harry still 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.

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

This reminder is simply a killer for Harry.

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

The hesitation and entanglement quickly disappeared, and hatred emerged.

Seeing this, Kewen sighed again.

Forcing Harry in this way is actually a bit inauthentic. To drive Harry to act with hatred may make the future growth of the other party a little 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.

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

Stretching his wand hard at Voldemort on the ground, Harry cried out in a resolute and painful voice: "Break to pieces!"

"No"

Even though Voldemort's mouth disappeared, he still vaguely made his final cry.

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, like Peter Pettigrew just now, seemed to have turned into charcoal.

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

There was silence in the whole place, except for Harry's rapid breathing, which was gradually becoming soothing.

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

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

Obviously, he is trying to control himself and not show any inappropriate real expressions.

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

Professor Snape's breathing was a little short, his chest heaving greatly, his eyes staring straight at the location of Voldemort's death, and there was an undetectable wetness in his eyes...

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 moves was Kewen.

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

Controlling the circle of fiery flames suddenly soared and jumped up, and then quickly closed inwards.

In the end, Li Huo aggregated into a black fireball with a diameter of one meter, and then quickly collapsed inward. After shrinking to a point, it was dispelled by Ke Wen's 'counter-curse'.

This time, Kewen didn't believe that Voldemort still had 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 clap!

He clapped his hands twice, making everyone 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 not happy? "

No one spoke for a long time.

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

He was both happy about Voldemort's complete death, and worried about the terrifying impression that 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.

Minister Fudge's tone was a little trembling, and he shouted with fear and sternness: "Cowen Quinn...you...are you going to inherit the position of the mysterious man?"

Kewen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Minister Fudge in great surprise, and said in an unbelievable tone: "He is already dead. As the 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 contempt, distrust, and even disgust in the eyes of those around him, Minister Fudge suddenly became anxious, forgot his fear for a while, and hurriedly continued to shout: "Nonsense! I just, just for a while, I screamed smoothly!"

The shouting seemed to improve his courage, and Minister Fudge immediately pointed hard at Cowan, and ordered aloud in some anger: "All the staff of the Ministry of Magic! Hurry up and arrest this murderer! And Harry Potter and West Fleurs Snape! Take them all back to the Ministry of Magic for investigation!"

"Oh?"

Without waiting for the others to react, Kewen suddenly laughed.

With a gesture 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 staff of the Ministry of Magic 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 beat you all. into what..."

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

Although they didn't know how Cowan beat Voldemort into such a tragic state, no matter what the battle went through, the result was that Voldemort failed 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?

Therefore, several Ministry staff immediately put away their wands, and even made their movements very large and slow so that Cowan 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 little, not daring to look at Kewen's eyes.

What happened in the field was watched by all the 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..."

"All right!"

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

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

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

"It was Harry who succeeded in destroying 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 an absolutely unforgivable Death Eater."

"You have no power of execution!"

Minister Fudge, who became the target of public criticism, made a final struggle and shouted: "They should be locked in 'Azkaban' by me! Not here..."

"enough!"

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

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

Dumbledore immediately chased after him: "Then why are you doing it! Have you been giving malice to several heroes who are highly anticipated!?"

"I……"

Minister Fudge was speechless. Could it be said that he was only in the spotlight because he was swept away by Kewen, and finally had to drive the ducks to the shelves?

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

"Dumbledore! You..."

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

I couldn't help but froze.

Minister Fudge felt the cold sweat and cool wind that burst out from behind him, and in the end he could only bow his head in a shameless manner. He spoke quickly to the surrounding subordinates, and whispered a few words...