I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

Meanwhile, Dmitri felt completely numb.

Because he just watched as Angel actually removed the nuclear bomb.

Then comes the issue of transportation.

Even the slightest jolt could cause an accident, and this accident... Dmitri believed in magic, but still felt that if a nuclear bomb exploded at this distance, the only possible outcome would be that they would all die.

But this doesn't seem to be a big problem.

Apparition cannot carry such a large object, while the Levitation Charm, theoretically, could even levitate the Earth if the magic is strong enough and the control over various forces and the shape of objects is precise enough... although this is only in theory.

Angell decided to hide it first.

For him, bringing the nuclear bomb back now is not very meaningful; it is enough to be sure that Muggles cannot use it.

So, all you have to do is use a levitation spell to levitate it, then leave Newland Isle and find a place to hide—under the protection of a magic circle, of course.

However, using the levitation spell directly was too dangerous, so Angor added a large number of magic circles on top of it to maintain balance.

A few minutes later, Angel leaned against the tree trunk, wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

"This is too slow... It takes an hour to move one nuclear bomb on average... but we don't have much time left."

Dmitri: "..."

He felt a little dazed.

Even being turned into a chicken before didn't hit him this hard.

This is a nuclear bomb!

Humanity's most powerful weapon has been so easily taken away by someone!

It's still one hour!

Is this really something humans can do?

As his excitement and curiosity subsided slightly, he began to feel lost.

He could tell that Angell was completely unfamiliar with nuclear weapons; he was even clueless about how to cut off energy transmission, and Angell had to point it out to him, but every time it was incredibly accurate.

What Dmitri didn't know was that Angel had already checked his memories; he wasn't so bold as to completely trust someone he didn't know when doing something like this.

To be precise, Angel had already seen his memories, which is why he chose to take him away.

Although Dmitri's memories were a bit hard for Angel to process.

Although he has memories from twenty years in the future, in those twenty years, the knowledge level of ordinary people has not yet reached the point where they can match that of current professionals... Maybe if time were multiplied several times, it could be achieved.

Angell genuinely believed that, given the level of competition he had experienced in his previous life, in a few decades or even a century, high school students might actually be studying quantum mechanics.

With a soft sigh, Angor turned back to check his work, and after confirming that there were no problems, he Apparated again.

However, it wasn't a rendezvous with the Ministry of Magic.

Since he had already decided to let Billy temporarily play the role of him, Angell no longer wanted to go back.

He now has some more meaningful things to do.

…………

A few minutes later, after dozens of apparitions, Angel arrived at his destination.

"Indeed, the Apparition spell should be used in conjunction with round-the-world travel... Thanks to Dumbledore for the tasks he assigned me, which gave me a lot of time to run around."

Dmitri: "?"

Is the boss talking to him?

However, this magic that allows people to move quickly is actually called "Apparition".

This Apparition skill is so useful, but...

vomit……

Turning his head to look at Dmitri, who had turned into a puddle, Angel's lips twitched. He wondered if he had pushed his child too hard.

The first day of experiencing Apparition involved two consecutive large packages of dozens of sessions...

If he doesn't get dizzy, who will?

Hmm...maybe the students in his class are also confused?

Anyway, Angor is now completely immune to Apparition.

After lying on the ground for a few minutes, Dmitri slowly began to move, but his complexion still looked terrible—his skin was very pale from being in the research institute for so long, but now it looked faintly greenish.

"So... what are we supposed to do now?"

Angel glanced at him: "Shut up."

Dmitri silently slumped back to the ground.

Angel also found a place to sit down and began to talk to Little Barty.

"So far, we haven't encountered many Death Eaters, nor have we received any news from Voldemort."

"Country E is just too big..."

“Our people aren’t too scattered; they’re all gathered together, which makes it hard to find anyone. Do we need…”

Angor rejected Barty's suggestion without hesitation: "If you split up, who can deal with Voldemort?"

"Have Billy take out what I gave him before, then you guys find a place to hide."

Little Barty didn't ask any further questions; he simply did as instructed.

Then he saw Billy pull out a huge magic firework.

Little Barty: "?"

You read that right, these are fireworks.

so……?

Billy lit the fireworks as instructed by Angell, and ten seconds later, dozens of huge fire dragons shot into the sky!

The cheers of Fred and George came from not far away: "I told you our fireworks could go even bigger! Angell got it..."

Halfway through their conversation, both of their voices suddenly stopped.

Because those fire dragons formed letters in the sky, and then spelled out words.

"Voldemort, you must have quite a strong will, mustn't you? After all, you wouldn't let anyone lead you by the nose, would you?"

The somewhat somber atmosphere was completely destroyed in an instant.

Many people couldn't help but laugh, with Fred and George laughing especially loudly.

Then there's—"Mr. Tom a Dildo Lover" (I'm hesitant to translate this into Chinese, so please bear with me).

—"Sorry for the spelling mistake, but anyway, the letters are correct."

Lure the enemy over by taunting them...

Harry stood in the crowd, a strong sense of absurdity rising within him.

He could understand mocking the enemy, but this...

He looked at Angell, momentarily unable to believe that Angell could do such a thing.

However... it's not impossible, after all, when Angor was in his second year, he spent a long time with Fred and George researching ways to prank Umbridge.

Recently, the image of "Professor Malfoy" has become so deeply ingrained in people's minds that he has almost forgotten about the "Anti-Umbridge Front" that Angor created in his second year.

Just then, Harry felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

He turned his head and saw Lupin.

"It's time, Harry. We need to keep a little distance between us."

Harry looked up at the sky again, where the dragons continued to rearrange themselves into new words, using the most vicious language to insult Voldemort.

Because of Angor's investigation and the subsequent plan to eliminate the fear caused by Voldemort, Voldemort's past was no longer a secret.

Harry felt that the verbal abuse Voldemort had never experienced while in school had all come in full today…

He really wanted to know how Angell had come up with these ideas.

Oh right... those propaganda slogans from the Ministry of Magic before, and the jokes section in the corner of the newspaper... Harry vaguely remembered that he had wondered before why the authors who wrote these things never appeared.

At the time, he thought that person was afraid of Voldemort's revenge, but now it seems...

Perhaps those were all written by Ingres?

Harry didn't know why, but he just felt that Angor was perfectly capable of doing such a thing.

Just think about the strange-looking wands he made in the past.