Still, this was not something Albert should be worrying about.
Leaving Voldemort's remaining forces alive might prove useful for triggering new panel quests later on. Besides, if he wanted to sell defensive items for a good price, he would need those Dark wizards to keep working hard.
The fact that he had given everyone a token warning was entirely out of Albert's character and the bonds they had built over the years. But people were sometimes just helpless like that. Even Albert could do nothing about it. What was that saying again? Let go of the urge to save others and respect their fate.
In truth, even if Albert had insisted on forcing the issue, the outcome would not have been much better. He understood that clearly, which was why he had not bothered doing something so thankless and exhausting.
Besides, Albert had something even more important to do: use the completion status of the panel quests related to Voldemort to determine whether Voldemort was truly and completely dead.
That was important! Voldemort might fool everyone else, but there was no way he could fool Albert's cheat.
Once he confirmed that all the quests related to Voldemort had been completed, the sharp blade that had hung over Albert's head ever since he discovered this was the world of Harry Potter finally vanished.
Albert gave his wand a light flick, dispelling the defensive magic that had separated him from the people around him.
But after what had just happened, the survivors who had already vented their excitement were able to control their emotions well. Apart from a few acquaintances who came over to give him enthusiastic hugs, the rest merely looked at Albert with admiration.
Because...
Albert had killed Voldemort, brought this damned Wizarding War to a complete end, and finally