Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Fox did not choose to tip off the information. It probably felt that Cyrus had a blood affinity with him, which made it think that the other party was not a bad person.

The principals in the frame were unable to leave, causing them to quarrel for a while, and soon a shouting match broke out.

The old principal of the Black family naturally shouldered the criticism shared by the other principals on his own, but soon, they shut their mouths under Cyrus's gaze, closed their eyes one by one and began to pretend to be dead——

It's not quite right to say they are pretending to be dead. Most of them have indeed been dead for many years.

Looking away from the wall, Cyrus looked around at the displays in the principal's office. They were almost the same as in his memory. He slowly walked to the table with claws on all four legs. Fox pecked him affectionately. The back of his hand was not as tense as when they met at the Shrieking Shack.

Cyrus slowly walked around the principal's office, looking for a secret passage that might lead to the Knowledge Pavilion.

The people in the portrait were beating drums in their hearts, squinting their eyes to watch Cyrus's every move.

"The true form is revealed!"

He waved his wand, and magic immediately filled every corner of the principal's office, revealing all the secrets in this room in front of Cyrus.

"Click——"

The strange table suddenly made a crisp sound, as if something had broken. Then, the desk drawer popped out a little, revealing a silvery light.

The passage to Qiuzhi Pavilion is in the drawer?

Cyrus was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly felt like Doraemon.

Time tunnel, right?

Cyrus walked carefully to the table, worried that some protective enchantment had been set on it.

But one advantage of being an enemy of the White Wizard is that Dumbledore will not leave a curse on something like Voldemort did, because the curse itself is a kind of dark magic. In fact, black magic is divided into three categories: curses, hexes and jinxes.

The three famous unforgivable curses are all curses.

But despite this, Cyrus was still very cautious and sailed the boat carefully.

He did not reach out to touch the drawer directly, but first cast several universal dispelling spells, and then used the floating spell to control the drawer to open.

His eyes immediately widened.

What's inside the drawer is not a secret passage leading to the Pavilion of Knowledge, nor Doraemon's time machine, but a silver crown!

——Ravenclaw's diadem!

"Dumbledore didn't destroy it?" Cyrus was surprised.

Dumbledore had spent most of his life fighting Voldemort, and Cyrus could not think of any reason why he would keep a Horcrux after discovering it. unless--

"Unless he plans to find Voldemort's other Horcruxes by studying this Horcrux."

Cyrus pondered for a moment.

"Advanced Dark Arts", which records the evil magic of Horcruxes, is in Dumbledore's office at the moment. The old man must have read it many times, trying to find a way to crack the Horcrux.

He may have a deeper understanding of Horcruxes than Voldemort.

There is a connection between the Horcrux and the body, and this connection itself is based on the existence of the soul. Perhaps because of this, Dumbledore believes that there may be a connection between the Horcruxes.

But what he didn't know was that this connection had been severed that night a few years ago.

Harry is the only Horcrux still connected to Voldemort.

Cyrus picked up the crown and examined it in his hand.

The last time he lost the crown, he felt it was a pity. He and the soul fragment in the crown had a very happy conversation, and the other party also helped him a lot and allowed him to refine the magic stone.

Cyrus would naturally not miss this kind of treasure, and the wisdom of the crown might be of great help to him.

He put the crown away.

After seeing this action of Cyrus, all the principals in the photo frame pretended not to be able to sleep anymore and began to sigh.

Most of them watched Dumbledore and Voldemort fight until now. They finally made progress and got a Horcrux, only to be stolen by Cyrus again!

"I warned Dumbledore to destroy it earlier!" Phineas complained, covering his mustachioed face.

"Come on, you are the first person to support Dumbledore leaving this thing." Armando said, "You also said that Cyrus helped your great-great-grandson resolve his grievances. He must not be a bad person!"

Phineas was speechless.

Armando Dippet looked at Cyrus with complicated eyes.

Fifty years ago, it was because of this student that he was forced to resign.

At that time, he had not yet seen the true face of Tom Riddle, thinking that Tom was a child with excellent academic performance and poor life experience.

"I will take the crown." Cyrus looked up at the portraits and said deliberately, "When the time comes, tell Dumbledore that he should not take things that do not belong to him."

Cyrus was entirely responding to something Dumbledore said during the Shrieking Shack.

Of course, he himself was not actually the owner of the crown.

After getting the Horcrux, Cyrus was actually very satisfied with the outcome of his trip to the principal's office.

Thinking about it carefully, except for Harry and Slantlin's pendants, he had collected all the Horcruxes at this moment.

Crowns, rings, and cups, even himself.

"It's time to bring the pendant over as well." Cyrus thought.

Having collected so many Horcruxes, it always made him feel a little uncomfortable to have one left wandering outside, and Cyrus somehow felt that these Horcruxes might be useful in the future.

After winning the crown, Cyrus did not choose to leave immediately.

Harry hadn't reported to him yet, it was still a long time before the dinner was over, and he hadn't found the location of the Pavilion of Knowledge.

His eyes moved around the office and finally stopped on a hat.

——The Sorting Hat.

As a hat that has existed since the Gryffindor era, maybe it knows the secrets inside the castle?

The Sorting Hat seemed to have noticed Cyrus' gaze, and its face immediately showed a human expression full of fear.

"What do you want to do?" it said hoarsely.

It can be seen that if it hadn't had legs, it would have been so scared that it would have run away.

"Nothing, I just have something to ask you." Cyrus took the dusty hat off the shelf and put it on his head.

The Sorting Hat's two wrinkled eyes immediately opened hugely.

It screamed at the top of its lungs:

"Azkaban!"

"Send him to Azkaban quickly!"

Cyrus:? ? ?

Azkaban, right?

"Stop howling, I have graduated from Azkaban." He replied in his mind, "Hogwarts is a recent graduate. It is still a special technical school. It is not easy to find a job. After graduating from Azkaban, After that, the job opportunities have indeed become much wider, at least it is possible to be a dark wizard. Do you think it is necessary for me to go to Nurmengard for further studies and then take the exam for a wizard doctor?"

The Sorting Hat immediately shut up.

How it wants to take out Gryffindor's sword and cut off the head of Cyrus, a Slytherin kid with an evil nature!

But it can't.

The Goblin Sword is not something it can take out whenever it wants. Only a true Gryffindor can get the sword.

"What's the matter with you? You managed to escape from Azkaban, and yet you dare to come to Hogwarts? And you're still in Dumbledore's office..."

The Sorting Hat wanted to ask Cyrus if he was tired of living.

It would be completely understandable if Cyrus took away the Horcrux, but now that the Horcrux has fallen into the opponent's hands, it's a bit puzzling that Cyrus doesn't want to leave but puts himself on his head.

"Have you ever heard of the Knowledge-seeking Pavilion?" Cyrus asked straightforwardly.

He didn't care at all that the Sorting Hat told Dumbledore his purpose, not to mention that it was not a secret. Ancient magic was not black magic, and pursuing power and knowledge was not a fault.

but--

"The Pavilion of Knowledge? I haven't heard of it. It sounds like a place that Ms. Ravenclaw would build." The Sorting Hat thought for a while and answered truthfully.

It knew that the Big Four had left many special magical traces in the school. At that time, there was no such thing as a principal at Hogwarts, and the four colleges taught classes completely separately.

The four founders naturally built some places unknown to others in order to teach their students.

However, these secrets can always be discovered by someone over the course of thousands of years. Although the Sorting Hat spends most of its time on the shelf in the principal's office, it also knows a lot about the secrets of Hogwarts.

But Qiuzhi Pavilion - this is indeed the first time I have heard of it.

"It's not Ravenclaw, it's not that long ago," Cyrus said.

In fact, he didn't know what era those four wizards who used ancient magic lived in. None of the four of them seemed to be the principal of Hogwarts. Perhaps Hogwarts did not have the position of principal at that time?

In the end, Cyrus failed to get any useful information from the Sorting Hat.

He wanted to continue asking, but at this time the fake Galleons in his pocket suddenly started to get hot. He took the Sorting Hat off his head and put it back on the shelf.

"What's wrong?" The sorting hat was suddenly taken off while he was still thinking, and he felt a little surprised.

"The pleasant conversation ends here, a nasty person is coming back." Cyrus said relaxedly.

"Dumbledore is back? How did you know?" the Sorting Hat asked in surprise.

"He has a spy at Hogwarts!" Phineas on the wall couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "I guess it's Snape!"

"Why not Malfoy?" asked the other headmaster.

"Needless to say? Malfoy is a noble pureblood."

"..."

Cyrus ignored these portraits playing tricks. Snape and Malfoy were certainly suspicious, but who would have thought that the person who actually tipped Cyrus off was Dumbledore's favorite, the savior Harry Potter?

He quickly walked back to the elevator and disappeared under the gaze of the Sorting Hat and the portrait.

——

"squeak--"

The door opened, and a harsh sound lingered in Dumbledore's ears.

After reminiscing about the pumpkin juice at the dinner, he walked into his office gracefully, but he immediately found that the atmosphere in the office was not right. The portraits were all sighing, as if they were sorry for something. Even the Sorting Hat, which usually stayed on the shelf writing next year's school song, sighed.

"What's the matter, everyone? Are you disappointed to have a peaceful dinner this year?" Dumbledore said briskly.

I don't know since when, but it seems that Hogwarts is always not so peaceful on Halloween.

Maybe twelve years ago?

That night the Dark Lord killed Lily and James.

From then on, something had to happen every Halloween. The year before last it was a giant monster, and last year it was a basilisk attack!

In short, Dumbledore has finally become quieter this year, although he still has a lot of troubles. He is naturally aware of the battle at Gringotts. The mood among the goblins is very dissatisfied now, and there is also Sirius' unjust case...

But at least Hogwarts was peaceful tonight.

"What a wonderful night!" Dumbledore sighed.

The successive principals looked at each other, but no one was willing to tell the bad news.

In the end, under everyone's gaze, Phineas, who usually talked the most, became the representative.

"Something's wrong, Dumbledore!"

"What's wrong? Don't tell me any bad news." Dumbledore said jokingly.

In fact, after seeing the expressions of the portraits, he was fully mentally prepared. No matter what happened, he could accept it calmly, even if Phineas told him that someone escaped from Nurmengard. No, he wouldn't find it so strange.

However, when Phineas spoke, Dumbledore's expression changed briefly.

"Things are too bad, you--you'd better look in your drawers!" Phineas covered his face.

"drawer?"

He suddenly pulled out the drawer where the crown was originally kept. At this moment, there was nothing in it.

The seriousness of the matter still exceeded his imagination.

"He stole it!" Ms. Delis Derwent said sadly. "We wanted to tell you, but he used magic to seal the photo frame in the office."

"We really shouldn't have suggested that you keep the crown for study." Armando said apologetically.

Dumbledore fell into a long silence, and the headmasters were also silent. They knew how much Dumbledore had put into the cause of eliminating Voldemort, but at this moment he still fell short.

But Dumbledore's pessimism did not last long, and he quickly cheered up.

"By the way, I also want to ask, was the person who stole the crown Voldemort or Cyrus?"

"It's Cyrus." Phineas replied immediately, "I think he may have an inside job in the castle."

Dumbledore lowered his head and thought.

"are you OK?"

Dumbledore nodded:

"I'm just feeling a little emotional. Something always happens on Halloween. I almost wonder if this is also Voldemort's curse."

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