The sun rises. With the morning sun behind him, the Dark Lord Voldemort spreads his arms and trembles with joy. A sense of accomplishment, a feeling of happiness, a bright future that begins from here. He was certain. Fate has chosen him. The world exists to be ruled by this Lord Voldemort.
Everyone at Hogwarts Castle, who was watching the scene, was sinking into despair. Even though it was morning, it was as if they had been plunged into utter darkness. Leonard Taylor, the strongest wizard, who they thought was immortal and invincible, was lying on the ground without moving a muscle. It was a reality where everything they had believed in had crumbled away.
"We... we're going die... It's over..."
Someone muttered that. Was it one of the students, an adult, or a member of the Order of the Phoenix? It would have been the same result no matter who said it. Everyone was thinking the same thing.
"We have to run!"
"Ahhhh! I don't want to!"
"I don't want to die!"
"Please help me! I, no, my family swears eternal loyalty to you!"
"Get out of the way! You're in the way! We have to get out of here!"
"Calm down! The enemy is only one person! We'll all fight!"
"There's no way we can win! I don't want to die!"
The inside of the castle was truly chaotic. Half of them were begging for their lives and swearing allegiance. The rest were trying to escape or were frozen in place, unable to take any action. There were probably less than 10% who had the will to fight. After enjoying the situation for a while, the emperor declared to the castle.
"Sonorus! I, the merciful, will give you all a choice. I promise not to kill any pure-blood or half-blood wizards if you hand over all the Muggle-borns, Albus Dumbledore, Rufus Scrimgeour, and all the members of the Order of the Phoenix. I'll give you an hour. Bring their bodies to me by then. If you can't... everyone will end up like this guy here."
Voldemort stepped on Leonard Taylor's corpse and laughed loudly.
"Ha, hahaha! Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
"Please stop. It's a valuable specimen that has just had its soul removed."
The sound disappeared. There was only the sound of the wind in the place, and no one could make a sound. Everyone at Hogwarts had lost sight of Voldemort, who had been the absolute object of fear just a few seconds ago. Voldemort couldn't stop the cold sweat all over his body. He forgot to breathe, his whole body was covered in goosebumps, and he could only imagine a terrifying scene from the voice he heard from behind him.
(It's impossible... It's impossible! He's dead! There's definitely a soulless shell that I'm stepping on! It's a hallucination! I don't want to admit it, but it means that I was that afraid of him. That's it! That's why I heard such words because I stepped on the corpse! There's nothing behind me, nothing!)
He decided to turn around. There stood Despair Leonard Taylor. Next to him was Ku, who had taken care of all the magical creatures and returned to her original maid form. Whether the brain refused to recognize the information taken in from the eyes or not, Voldemort, who was supposed to have been fighting a battle where he would die if there was even a second of gap, had stopped moving for more than ten seconds. And when he finally recognized the scene in front of him correctly... the emperor's knee was on the ground.
"Why... Why are you there? What's going on?"
"Oh, it's a simple story. The one I was fighting with until now, it's not me. I did something similar to you. I replicated my body, tampered with someone else's magic, put it in as a pseudo-soul of mine, manipulated memories and so on, and just acted as Leonard Taylor. Thanks to that, I was able to observe the battle between it and you carefully. I was able to observe various interesting things. Thank you."
Looking at Despair Leonard Taylor, who was smiling and laughing in front of him, he felt a chill. He believed that if he eliminated this guy, it would be easy to rule the world, that this guy was the last obstacle, and he fought with all his might, betting his soul on it. But... this guy wasn't like that. Whether he's the Dark Lord Voldemort or whatever, he probably doesn't care. He probably treats me as no different from a slightly useful magic potion. Tears were flowing from both of Voldemort's eyes. The tears that should have stopped functioning for many years overflowed from the sheer anger, frustration, and despair, and wouldn't stop. The modification of magical creatures that took a lot of time and effort. The disgusting act of injecting one's own noble soul, which carries the blood of Salazar Slytherin, into the ugly, tainted Muggle-born. The many magics and strategies that were created day and night just to kill this guy. And the deadly battle where he bet everything on himself. The forced ascension magic that used almost all of his soul. All of that... was declared to be just a farce. The soul is no longer left with just a fragment. There are no Horcruxes left. The forced ascension magic from earlier is impossible to use. In the first place, there is no proof that this guy in front of me is real.
But that's all over now.
"...Kill me. You've won... No, it wasn't even a match in the first place."
It was a complete declaration of defeat. Leo was troubled by these words.
"Hmm... What should I do? It's easy to kill you, but it seems a waste. But keeping you alive is also a risk... Do you want to die no matter what? Do you want to live only for the value of being used in my research? Please choose."
"I absolutely refuse to do anything that would benefit you! The loser has only death!"
"I see... Well, you'll die someday."
Leo points his hand at the emperor. One of the rings in his hand shines brightly.
"I, Leonard Taylor, hereby declare that the existence standing before me, Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord, real name Tom Marvolo Riddle, born December 31, 1926. All magical power within this body will be activated. All magical power will be vanished and transformed into a Muggle."
The ring shines and showers Voldemort with light. Something disappeared from Voldemort's body bathed in that light. He felt that something more decisive than when his soul was split had disappeared.
(What, what is it? What is this!?
"Taylor! What did you do to me!? What on earth did you do to me!?"
"Ah, I've erased all your magical power, all your talent as a wizard. Now you're a Muggle. You're not even a Squib, you're a completely non-magical Muggle, just like them."
"What...? Me, a Muggle!? St, stupid... There's no way that's possible!"
"Actually, the ring I just used is called "Alteration". It can change any material, organism, phenomenon, or law as you like using magical power. Well, there are various conditions and such. It may seem like I'm doing something amazing, but it's just a development of ordinary magic."
Voldemort tries to deny Leo's words. But he couldn't feel the sensation of magic he had felt until a moment ago. He couldn't even use basic magic to move things.
"Let's add more. Ku, embed the Philosopher's Stone in his body."
"Understood.
A tentacle extends from Ku and invades Voldemort's body. And it embeds tiny Philosopher's Stones all over his body. With this, Voldemort will not die unless his body is completely destroyed. He will live on as a body that cannot use magic. Having been turned into the same thing he despised, the former emperor, who had lost sight of his surroundings due to the despair that would last forever, ran towards the culprit. All he had in mind was to attack recklessly. But sadly, there was nothing a mere Muggle could do against the strongest wizard, and he was knocked unconscious and restrained in an instant.
"Well, let's leave the rest to the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic and return to the study room."
Leo teleports the shadow warrior, who had just lost his soul, to the lab and also teleports himself with Ku.
All that was left were the corpses of many emperors and the remains of magical creatures, and the destruction marks of the battle. And only the pitiful emperor, who had become a Muggle, was left lying down with a face stuck in despair.
The wizards in Hogwarts were unable to take any action for a while. But gradually they understood the situation and exploded with joy.
The war ended here.
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Yes, as everyone expected, he was alive.
The Leo until now was a shadow warrior.
His physical specs are equivalent to Leo's.
As for magical skills, he has considerable ones because he has implanted Leo's memories.
However, regarding the "eye", it was closely related to Leo's own soul, so it could not be reproduced, so
He linked the shadow warrior's field of vision so that the shadow warrior himself wouldn't notice.
He couldn't see because he cut the link to analyze it well during the forced ascension magic of Voldemort
He used the captured Death Eaters for the soul.
As mentioned in the comments, Hermione refused Leo's hug in chapter 87 because it was a shadow warrior.
If Voldemort had won, Hogwarts would have been in despair, but actually Voldemort was quite exhausted, so if everyone attacked, it was possible to overthrow it.
If they did that, Voldemort would immediately run away and probably mass-produce souls.
That's how much despair had struck Hogwarts.
By the way, at this point, the existence of Harry Potter had completely disappeared from Voldemort's mind. So his name didn't come up on the list to be handed out.
・Ring introduction "Alteration"
It is possible to alter the matter, organisms, phenomena, and laws of this world.
The limitations are once a day. It consumes a large amount of magical power, so it is not available to anyone other than Leo or Erskine. The more large-scale, precise, and accurate the alteration, the more difficult and magical consumption it becomes. So if you want to change all the physical laws of the world at once, it takes an enormous amount of time.
It may seem like a cheat, but even ordinary Harry Potter magic does things like limited physical law changes and material generation, so this is like pushing that to the extreme.
For Leo, it's also something he doesn't really want to use.
The reason is that it's boring because you can do anything.
Voldemort becomes a Muggle.
I thought about what would be humiliating for Voldemort, and I came up with the idea to live the eternal time as a Muggle.
With this, Lord Voldemort is considered dead.
Next time is about the magical world after the war.
So, stay tuned for the next chapter.