My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Voldemort landed lightly on the eaves of Windsor Castle, hanging upside down like a bat, his narrow snake pupils looking into the window.

Before becoming the Dark Lord, Tom Marvolo Riddle had been living in an orphanage in London. At that time, World War II had just broken out. The young boy learned from the radio full of noise that there were two big countries called "Allies" and "Axis Powers" fighting all over the world.

(Note: Voldemort was born in 1926 and World War II began on September 1939, 9.)

At that time, he was already a third-year student at Hogwarts. Proud of his wizarding bloodline, he didn't care how many Muggles died in the world. They were just a group of pigs who didn't understand magic.

However, when he learned from the Daily Prophet that Gellert Grindelwald led the Witch Party to collude with the German Third Reich, a lightning-like impulse flashed through the mind of the young Voldemort.

Since wizards are inherently nobler than Muggles, why can't they be conquered with magic?

This idea made him regard Grindelwald as his role model for a long time. While he and his classmates denounced the fascist axis with righteous indignation, he also looked forward to the Witching Party coming to power and raising the status of wizards to a level unprecedented since the Middle Ages.

But the young Voldemort was disappointed. The Third Reich was crushed by the Soviet Union's steel torrent, Grindelwald was defeated by his Transfiguration professor Dumbledore, and the two atomic bombs dropped by the United States on Japan left an indelible shadow in his heart.

Even after becoming the second Dark Lord, Voldemort still did not dare to confront the Muggle army head-on. He only dared to target the Ministry of Magic, which controlled wizards, because he had witnessed the horrific scene of mushroom clouds destroying lives.

That is something that magic cannot counter!

This is also why he is so madly craving immortality. He has seen too many deaths during the war, and he doesn't want anyone to kill him in any way!

He wanted to live, at all costs.

He did not allow his men to have any conflict with the British army. Even after launching the First Wizarding War, he did not dare to extend his black hands to the British royal family. He was afraid of the Muggle army, the soldiers with guns, and the roar of the atomic bomb falling above his head...

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Breaking free from his memories, Voldemort looked at the slack and dull royal guards in Windsor Castle, like cooked lobsters, lazily waving their claws without any deterrence on the gold-carved and silver-painted dinner plates.

How could the descendants of those iron-blooded warriors who fought against the Axis powers become like this?

Voldemort glared at the guards who were yawning secretly on their sentry posts, which was a silent mockery of the fact that he had been afraid of the army for the past few decades.

Each generation is really worse than the previous one!

However, this makes it easier for him to carry out the Red Devil's mission.

After randomly casting a few confusing spells on himself, Voldemort casually opened the window and entered the castle directly, where he found the Queen of England, Elizabeth II, right under the noses of the royal guards.

The woman, who was the same age as him, sat in the magnificent conference room. In front of her sat several old men in military uniforms, a middle-aged man with gray hair, a bureaucrat with a face like white dough, several Jews in their thirties, and an old, ugly guy who was dressed strangely.

(Note: Voldemort and Queen Elizabeth II were both born in 1926. He was only eight months younger than her, so they were truly the same age.)

What a talented group of people. Voldemort's snake eyes patrolled.

The commanders of the navy, army and air force, British Prime Minister John Major, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, the Jewish pig of the plutocrats, Dr. Avery of Rhode Island, were all present.

Just as Voldemort entered the meeting room, Minister Fudge glanced towards the door with a strange look on his face, as if he had noticed something out of place.

This mediocre guy also wants to see through my invisibility magic?

Voldemort sneered silently, raised his hand and pointed at Minister Fudge, and recited one of the three unforgivable curses in his mind: "Soul out of the body."

Fudge's expression relaxed instantly, and a layer of mist seemed to appear in his pupils. He looked very docile and docile, and had become Voldemort's puppet.

The Muggle Prime Minister John Major, who was speaking, did not notice Minister Fudge's abnormality at all, and continued to speak passionately: "...the command of the Royal Guards should be handed over to the government, not held in your hands alone!

“Your Majesty, we are truly on the same boat. When Godzilla lands on the British mainland, we will all board Dr. Avery’s land-based giant ship to escape from the British Isles!

"You also saw how that nuclear monster destroyed our Sellafield nuclear power plant, as easy as a child kicking over a sand castle! Our most powerful nuclear bombs can only be a snack for it. Escape is our only option..."

Voldemort's accurate summary: clichés and nonsense.

The Queen listened quietly to her Prime Minister's words, and then slowly spoke under the gaze of everyone: "The government can leave, but the royal family will never give up the territory given to us by God because of a beast. As long as I am the Queen, Britain will never flee."

Voldemort raised his hairless eyebrows. Now things were getting interesting. Elizabeth was going to restore the monarchy.

Interesting woman, it's a pity that you won't live to see that day.

Prime Minister Major was so angry at the Queen's willful speech that he laughed, "Even if you want to kill the thief, Britain is powerless to save the situation! The voices of public opposition are getting louder and louder. Sooner or later, those low-class people will rush into the palace and push you to the guillotine like Louis XVI!"

Oh, you actually know that what you are doing to the people is inhumane?

Voldemort looked at the Jewish pig who stood up and spoke with great interest.

"Her Majesty has shown great favor to those stupid laborers." The first thing he said was the stench of a pigsty. "Your Majesty only needs to explain the pros and cons to them on TV. I believe that the lowly people will understand the good intentions of the royal family."

Come on, you vampires are just trying to take advantage of this opportunity to turn Britain into the promised land in the Bible.

The Jewish pig turned to Dr. Avery and said, "Old sir, if Her Majesty the Queen can stabilize the people's hearts, the construction work on your side can be greatly accelerated. This is a win-win situation. What do you think?"

Dr. Avery looked up from the data pad in his hand, his dim eyes seemed to be assessing the situation. But Voldemort could see in these eyes a clarity and innocence that was inconsistent with his appearance, which only belonged to young people who had not experienced the torture of society.

Oh, time traveler...

"I agree," Dr. Avery said cautiously.

"Great!" The Jew clapped his hands, ignoring the ugly faces of the Prime Minister and the commanders of the navy, army and air force. "Your Majesty, how about setting the time for the speech tomorrow afternoon? A nationwide live broadcast?"

"Yes." The Queen of England said with dignity and dignity, "This is the attitude of the royal family. The British Empire will prove to the world how unshakable it is. Gentlemen, the meeting is adjourned."

What a shrewd yet stupid woman... But it's okay this way.

Voldemort's snake pupils fell on the smiling Jew, and his harsh lips twisted into a teasing smile, and he silently recited: "The soul leaves the body."

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The next afternoon, in front of Buckingham Palace.

More than 4000 people were "invited" here by the Royal Guards. An armored brigade composed of Vanguard-class Titans and Magnus I decisive battle tanks rolled through the streets in front of them. The tall humanoid machines made the British flags that were originally weak in the hands of the people waved happily.

Queen Elizabeth II appeared after the combined forces parade and showed off her climax-filled speaking skills to the camera. She sincerely thanked the Jewish tycoons for their support for the British royal family and emphasized at the end of her speech:

“As they stood shoulder to shoulder with our Commonwealth friends and allies, I knew the hard work of our thousands of servicemen and women over the past few weeks had paid off, with the framework of a land-based ship being built in just a few months to wow crowds at home and around the world.”

Before the audience could react, they heard an angry shout from the crowd: "The chaebols are squeezing our blood and sweat!"

Another voice rang out from another direction: "The army has torn my whole family apart!"

"They don't want us to live at all!" the last voice shouted, "Down with the royal family! Down with the chaebol!"

The crowd now understood that the Queen of England meant for them to continue to work like slaves, and to do it willingly, without asking for anything in return, and even at the risk of their lives!

Damn it, isn't this treating them like slaves?!

With a leader, the people instantly became excited. They threw the Union Jacks in their hands to the ground and rushed towards the podium surrounded by guards like a tide.

"Down with the royal family! Down with the chaebol!"

"Down with the royal family! Down with the chaebol!"

"Down with the royal family! Down with the chaebol!"

It's chaos, it's all chaos.

Elizabeth II looked at people's angry faces in a daze. She saw the royal guards shrinking towards her, and at this moment, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

Turning around, it was the Jew who proposed the speech last night. He had an ambiguous smile on his face and his eyes were as empty as a puppet. He said to the queen: "The Red Devil asked me to say hello to you."

After saying this, the Jew pulled out a pistol from his arms, put it against the shocked queen's jaw, and pulled the trigger!

With a gunshot, the queen's noble skull was blown open by the bullet, and her brains scattered on the ground like chewed strawberry bubble gum!

The Jews fired seven more bullets into the queen's chest, rushed to the podium, and despite being held down by the angry royal guards, they raised their necks and shouted enthusiastically into the microphone: "One day! We Jews will rebuild the kingdom of heaven on earth!"

After a brief silence, the audience roared even more fiercely. An invisible hand pushed the tide of anti-Semitism across the British Isles...

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Hogwarts Castle, All Requests Student Dormitory, Dormitory 101.

Latan rubbed his chin: "Hmm..."

Voldemort wrote in panic: "Huh?"

"This is..." Latan half-leaned on his bed, using the remote control to turn down the sound of the TV broadcasting the news of the queen's assassination, and said to the black diary in his hand, "...Isn't this too deliberate? It's not that I'm picky, although the task was completed quickly, but couldn't you let the whole thing happen more naturally?"

"Then I can't revive the queen and kill her again..."

Voldemort wrote down his thoughts and then quickly erased them. "Well, what I mean is that, in this way, even people who have not received higher education can understand the main contradictions in Britain at present!"

“…Alright.” Ratan had never expected Voldemort, whose mind was full of killing, to do well. He handed the remote control to Dante, who was waiting to watch the cartoon, and said to the second generation Dark Lord, “Thank you for your hard work this time.”

Voldemort was flattered: "It is my humble servant's honor to serve my lord! By the way, my lord, when are you going to start?"

Latan took over the Potions paper that needed to be revised from Colin, and tried to stop Professor Snape from poisoning Ultraman Next in tomorrow's Potions class, while reporting a date: "November 11th."