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

The Wizards' Union members hadn't apparated far, so when the mushroom cloud rose, many of them showed expressions of surprise and confusion.

Why did they have this feeling... like someone on their side knew that a nuclear bomb was about to arrive?

This is not an illusion; they even have evidence.

but……

That doesn't make sense. How would they know when the Muggle weapon would fire? And what location was it locked onto?

Could it be that Muggles would launch a nuclear missile at Voldemort because they were controlled by their own people?

It's not impossible, considering that as far as they know, when Voldemort was first resurrected, the Ministry of Magic in England had already taken control of the Muggle leadership, making it entirely possible for them to launch a nuclear missile at Voldemort.

So that very first nuclear bomb...

Many people's expressions became somewhat subtle.

"Voldemort is probably thinking now whether he should launch a nuclear bomb at the Ministry of Magic after this is over, and most likely the Ministry of Magic in the United States."

"Angol said to Little Barty."

Despite this, he wasn't nervous at all.

The probability of killing Voldemort directly in this operation is not small, and Angor is certain that Voldemort's movements are definitely not as fast as his.

Putting aside the fact that Voldemort had absolutely no understanding of nuclear bombs... well, that doesn't quite apply, Voldemort should now have a deep understanding of the power of nuclear bombs.

More importantly, Angor had already begun his operation before that, and Voldemort simply couldn't keep up with his speed.

"One more thing, I previously set up a magic circle around the nuclear bomb. If anyone tries to steal my things, they will have to bear the risk of my darling exploding."

Vold really wanted to ask Angel when all those nuclear bombs became his, but then he thought... weren't Angel's things his too?

Those who control the entire world are the strongest on Earth.

It seems pretty enjoyable.

vold began to express his agreement.

...Wait a minute, when did he start calling the nuclear bomb "cute" along with Angel?

Angell looked around. Perhaps by coincidence, the nuclear bomb exploded in a wasteland this time.

This is a vast tundra, with withered grass everywhere, the tips of which are covered with tiny frost flowers. A few shallow puddles are scattered across the tundra. The leaden sky hangs low, and the thick clouds seem frozen, suspended over the wasteland.

The latitude here is very high, and the temperature is only about 10 degrees Celsius. The air is filled with a damp and chilly feeling.

“After the explosion just now, Voldemort’s power will probably be weakened again, but since most wizards only know the most basic healing magic, there are probably very few who can heal their clones,” Angor whispered to Barty standing beside him.

He manipulated the shadows so that Dumbledore stood on his other side, making the scene appear as if the three of them were exchanging something.

In reality, however, it was just Angell issuing orders all by himself.

The team, composed of members of the Wizarding Federation, was ostensibly led by Mr. Crouch—for the same reason as before, although the Ministries of Magic from various countries had sent representatives to participate in this operation, only Mr. Crouch, the Minister of Magic, dared to come.

However, this Mr. Crouch is not the same as that Mr. Crouch, and this Dumbledore is not the same as that Dumbledore.

Therefore, the actual leader of this operation was Angell.

"The Death Eaters must be in very bad shape right now. By the way, have everyone wear armor. I've tried it before. The nuclear force field will interact with magic, and a nuclear explosion will produce strong radiation. We can't expose people directly to the range of nuclear radiation."

Barty nodded, then waved to someone not far away. Soon, the current Auror office director strode over.

Little Barty relayed Angor's words, and Gardwin Robaz nodded in response before leaving. Soon after, patches of red light from the Armor Charm lit up.

Angel turned his head and continued to speak quietly to Little Barty.

“We need to act quickly now. Apparition has a limited range, and those Death Eaters can’t get too far away from here. We can have people set up the love potion dispersal device, and then have people form small teams and spread out. If there are any Death Eaters who are alone, just kill them. If there are many of them, lure them over here.”

"The most important thing in this war is to kill Voldemort. Once he's dead, the rest of us are no threat. You keep things under control. I have to go find Voldemort now."

“Lord…” Little Barty was a little nervous and worried, so he directly called him “Lord”.

Fortunately, there was no one around them, and they were speaking quietly, so his temporary lapse in composure went unnoticed.

Angel smiled and gently patted his arm: "Don't worry... don't worry at all."

“I’ve been thinking about how to kill him for a long time now.”

"This is a very difficult and dangerous thing, but I am very well prepared."

“Once everything is over, I won’t need you to continue wearing your father’s face anymore…” At this point, Angel chuckled. “I know you actually quite like your life as minister now, but you hate this identity.”

"But that's alright, I completely understand. You like the position of Minister of Magic because it gives you enough meaning. And next, I have some more meaningful things for you to do."

After saying that, Angel turned and left without paying any more attention to Little Barty.

He believed in Barty Jr.'s resilience, and he was confident that after Barty Jr. left, he could lead the Wizarding Union's many wizards to deal with the escaped Death Eaters.

In this war, the most important thing is undoubtedly to kill Voldemort. Once he is dead, the Death Eaters will be unable to cause any trouble.

Just like in the original story, when Voldemort fell from power, the Death Eaters were arrested one after another.

—But now, Angell needs to do something more important.

Angor walked into the crowd, with Dumbledore following behind him. Ever since they arrived in E Country, Angor had stopped controlling his shadow to portray Dumbledore, which made him appear silent.

However, due to the current special circumstances, no abnormality has been detected yet.

Upon seeing Angor arrive, the crowd automatically parted to form a path. If they had previously harbored some doubts about Angor's identity, they began to genuinely respect this overly young next Hogwarts headmaster after he voluntarily stepped out of the protective spell's range to buy them time.

Although the way he stalled for time... well... it's hard to describe.

He walked through the crowd to Harry, extended his hand to him, and his smile suddenly became radiant.

"Harry, it's time to go—"