Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Cyrus did not find the location of the Knowledge Pavilion, but he had already expected it. new

If the Pavilion of Knowledge was so easy to find, it wouldn't have been hidden in Hogwarts for so long.

He had long been prepared for a protracted war. During this period, he directly turned the Room of Requirement into his bedroom. He could live here before finding the Pavilion of Knowledge.

His "loyal" servant, Lucius Malfoy, brings Dobby to Cyrus, a somewhat rebellious house elf.

He was already carrying out the tasks he had assigned to Lucius before. Dobby would send Cyrus the Daily Prophet of the day and some of Malfoy's work reports every day.

Lucius was very active in this matter, and Cyrus even suspected that he was even more motivated than when he was dominating under Voldemort.

But it's no wonder that the Malfoy family is famous for being good at adapting to the changing circumstances. Before the Secrecy Act was promulgated, they didn't care at all about cooperating with Muggles. After the Secrecy Act was promulgated, they immediately distanced themselves from Muggles. In the final analysis, what he values ​​​​is the interests of the family.

Once Cyrus' plan against the goblins and Gringotts succeeds, the Malfoy family will naturally become the most powerful family in the British wizarding world!

By that time, the so-called 28 holy pure-blood families were just a ridiculous joke in his eyes.

Now, Malfoy has withdrawn all his wealth from Gringotts, and then bribed various newspapers to launch public attacks on Gringotts.

Of course he is not alone.

In the UK, in addition to the 28 holy pure-blood families, there are many other pure-blood families. They are not as rich as Malfoy or Black, but they have also accumulated a lot of wealth. The first to support Lucius were the Goyle and Crabbe families.

They have been followers of the Malfoy family a long time ago.

Cyrus was quite relieved to let Malfoy do this, he just needed to pay a little attention to the movements. Controlling the wizard's economy is a long-term goal. For now, improving strength is the most important thing. In addition to looking for the Pavilion of Knowledge, Cyrus is also studying the magic items he currently has.

The Cup, the Crown, the Resurrection Stone, and the Time-Turner.

There's nothing much to say about the Gunter family's ring. It's more of a commemorative thing, but the gold cup and crown are different. The golden cup left behind by Hufflepuff apparently contains some powerful ancient magic. This magic even violates Gamp's law of transformation.

You must know that Gamp's law of transformation is almost equivalent to the law of universal gravitation in the magical world.

Such a magic prop, even if it has no offensive properties, is still extremely valuable. But Voldemort, a brainless fool, actually made it into a Horcrux...

Cyrus took out the gold cup and placed it on a table.

He did not disturb the fragment of Voldemort's soul inside the cup, but picked up his wand and tapped it gently on the edge of the cup.

"Ding--"

A crisp sound echoed immediately.

"I'd like a glass of pumpkin juice."

Spring water immediately filled the empty cup, but the water was orange and exuded the sweetness of pumpkin.

Conjuring a cup of pumpkin juice can actually be done with the summoning spell. However, the summoning spell requires the caster to know the location of the food in advance before he can summon it. But it was obvious to Cyrus that the magic in the golden cup was not a summons.

It literally made a cup of pumpkin juice out of nothing.

The pumpkin juice gave off an alluring aroma, but Cyrus didn't dare take a sip.

Cyrus felt a little uncomfortable with the food conjured by a cup containing Voldemort's soul, even if there was nothing wrong with it.

After experimenting with the food, Cyrus poured out the pumpkin juice in the cup and continued tapping the wall of the cup with his wand.

"Give me a cup-" He paused, "Elixir of Fortune."

The golden cup surged again, and this time, a large cup of golden, crystal clear potion poured out of it!

Cyrus had just used Felixir not long ago, so he could naturally recognize this thing. However, the blessing elixir he received at that time was only a few drops.

But at this moment, there was a full cup in front of Cyrus!

"I didn't expect that even the elixir of happiness could be created."

He raised the cup, and the overflowing golden potion immediately swayed around and landed on the table. If someone knew about such a wasteful behavior, they would definitely yell at him!

The value of one or two drops of such a precious potion is unimaginable, not to mention that Cyrus had spilled so much at this moment.

It can be said that if there was a knowledgeable person present, he would probably throw himself on the table and lick up the spilled elixir without any scruples...

But in fact, Fuling Elixir has side effects, and drinking one or two drops at a time is almost the limit.

If he really drank a whole cup of blessed elixir in one big gulp, it would be no different than courting death.

After pouring out the elixir with regret, Cyrus made one last attempt.

He solemnly placed his wand against the edge of the golden cup: "Give me a cup of elixir."

This time, Jinbei didn't react at all.

Thinking about it, even a golden cup cannot conjure something it has never seen out of thin air, but what if it takes the initiative to pour the elixir into it?

Can the Golden Cup copy the elixir infinitely?

Cyrus did as he was told. He cut his finger open and dropped a drop of blood into the golden cup.

He himself was resurrected by relying on the Philosopher's Stone. It can be said that the Philosopher's Stone is his heart. Every beat of his heart is the pulse of life, and every drop of blood has unparalleled vitality!

His blood itself is the elixir!

After the red gem-like blood came into contact with the wall of the golden cup, it immediately overflowed like a spring. In an instant, the scarlet blood filled the golden cup!

The bloody potion exudes rich life force.

Cyrus felt that he needed to find a few mice to test the medicine to see if the potion created by the golden cup made into a Horcrux could still be drank. If it didn't work - then he could only pretend to be Tom... Riddle once.

"The magic contained in the golden cup is indeed ancient magic, and it is much more profound than ordinary ancient magic." Cyrus put down the golden cup.

In front of him, an old, yellowed mouse with dry hair was soaked in a bloody potion.

This precious potion, which could be called the wine of eternal life, was used by Cyrus as a test subject.

The rat lying in the elixir was summoned by the Room of Requirement. As long as it is in Hogwarts Castle and has not been protected by special magic, the Room of Requirement can bring it to Cyrus. before.

Rats are not a rare thing at Hogwarts. The basilisk entangled in the pipes has been eating rats for thousands of years.

The body of this rat, which was about to die of old age, seemed to have changed after Cyrus soaked it in the golden cup.

Its hair is no longer dry, its thin body seems to have become plump, and its eyes that were white due to old age have become black again! This almost reverses the magic of time. Immortality not only extends the life of the mouse, it even makes it look younger!

Cyrus didn't find it strange. The same potion did have different effects on different species. For relatively low-level beings like mice, the effect of elixir will naturally be more significant.

As for more advanced beings, especially magical creatures, they themselves have a certain degree of magic resistance.

Strong magic resistance not only weakens the enemy's magic effects, but also actually weakens the potion's efficacy. The elixir that can bring mice back to youth may only be used to extend the wizard's life after being used on a wizard. It would be difficult to reverse the wizard's physical condition.

This is also the reason why although Nick Flamel has lived for a long time, his body has been aging.

This was something that Sellers had expected from the beginning, and the experiment he conducted was not to confirm this, but to do another thing.

He quietly looked at the mouse that seemed to be reborn from the blood. He watched it become full of vitality again, walk out of the bloody water, and drag a bloody mark on the table. The mouse straightened up and looked around cautiously. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Completely resurrected?"

Cyrus was a little surprised. He thought that the things conjured in the golden cup would be contaminated by Voldemort's soul.

However, just when he thought there was no problem with the elixir, the mouse's body suddenly stiffened, and then fell straight down, letting out a shrill scream!

It curled up and struggled painfully on the table, as if countless people had cast a Cruciatus Curse on it with wands.

Then, a terrible black air immediately enveloped it.

The mouse suddenly stopped moving.

Cyrus took half a step back, staring at the black air.

This was obviously a powerful and vicious curse. It did not take away the life of the mouse, but it made it worse than death.

Pain was only one aspect, he could see that the mouse's life had been cursed and it had become half dead and half alive.

At the same time, the originally bright red blood in the golden cup seemed to be oxidized, turning dull and gray, as if it had been mixed with poison and turned into foul-smelling sludge.

At this moment, the mouse stood up again, as if the pain just now was false, but in fact, its skin began to fester in an instant, and the hair that had become soft withered and fell, exuding a rotten smell.

It's like a zombie that remains conscious after death and is still acting instinctively.

"Sad thing."

This is no longer alive, but not completely dead.

Cyrus's wand burst out with a burst of fire, burning it to cinders.

Just as he had guessed before, the things conjured by the Golden Cup could no longer be used. Voldemort's soul unscrupulously cast a curse on the Golden Cup. I'm afraid that anyone who eats the food conjured in the golden cup will end up like that mouse.

And those lives cursed by him will eventually become his nourishment.

However, Cyrus still scolded Voldemort again.

This guy is simply a destroyer of cultural relics, and so many good things have been destroyed by him.

Voldemort didn't care about making Horcruxes, but he insisted on choosing these powerful magic props to make them just to satisfy his almost perverted collecting habit. But in fact, whether it is a golden cup Horcrux or a diary Horcrux, there is essentially no difference between them.

Horcruxes are not demanding on the materials used to make them, just like door keys, even small stones on the roadside can be used as containers. What matters from beginning to end are only the fragments of the divided soul, not the container.

If it were Cyrus, if he planned to make a Horcrux, he would definitely choose a phoenix or a dementor.

Think about it, an unkillable Horcrux is the safest thing!

"What a pity Jinbei."

A thing that could have produced unlimited elixirs——

Cyrus sighed. He had never thought of copying the magic in the golden cup and making a new one himself, but this was actually not that simple. The magic on the golden cup is, as expected, ancient magic, and it is very profound.

Although he does have the talent to learn ancient magic, this is just a premise, like a key that allows Cyrus to enter the door of ancient magic, but it is not necessarily how much ancient magic he can actually master. .

Students at Hogwarts all have wizard talents, but not everyone can become a master in every field.

Potions, spells, transfiguration, alchemy...

Being able to achieve something in one of these fields is already an extraordinary talent. More students are mediocre. In fact, mediocrity is the norm.

The ancient magic on the golden cup is obviously very profound and cannot be mastered by Cyrus now.

"Actually, the golden cup is not completely useless." Cyrus pinched his chin and thought, "At least, if I want to poison someone, I don't have to bother refining the potion..."

"Or, can I find a way to remove the fragment of the soul in the golden cup?"

The idea of ​​taking out Voldemort's soul and restoring the golden cup to its original appearance was like a magical seed. After being planted, it immediately grew into a towering tree in Cyrus's mind.

Not only for the magic of the Golden Cup, but actually studying Horcruxes was also particularly important to him.

Cyrus is now unsure whether he is still Voldemort's Horcrux. Although his soul should no longer have the shadow of Voldemort's fragments, theoretically the connection between him and Voldemort should have been severed.

But what if?

When it comes to the soul, no one can say for sure.

Cyrus felt that he should have at least made plans in advance. If one day he found that the soul in the diary was still haunting his mind, he would have to have the ability to remove it.

However, you cannot use the golden cup for experiments. If it fails and the golden cup is destroyed, the gain outweighs the loss.

Cyrus put the gold cup away and then took out the Gaunt family ring.

He had already taken off the Resurrection Stone on the ring. The ring itself actually had no special use. It could only symbolize Gaunt's identity. Even if such a thing was destroyed in the end, Cyrus would not be able to use it. It will hurt.

"The creation of a Horcrux requires the division of the soul, and the division of the soul requires murder. According to the records of "Advanced Black Magic", in turn, the only way to reunite the divided souls is to repent..."

Cyrus felt a bit unreliable.

Not to mention that the murderer was Voldemort, why should I repent for him?

Even if he really repented, I'm afraid it would be useless. After all, they are not the same person.

Asking Voldemort to repent is even more nonsense. If he could repent, he wouldn't be Voldemort.

"We still have to think of other ways." Cyrus thought, "After all, the soul in the Horcrux is a foreign thing and cannot be completely compatible with the container itself. It would be great if it could be taken out of the container, or …How about luring it out on its own?”

Just like after he was resurrected from the diary, the diary was no longer a Horcrux. If the soul in the ring was also resurrected, would the ring no longer be a Horcrux?

but……

Help Voldemort resurrect?

Cyrus had never thought about such a thing.

He had a better idea - it just so happened that the golden cup could now pour out endless "elixir".

Sellers focused his attention on the gold cup.

Since it was Voldemort himself who polluted the golden cup, he should be allowed to taste the curse!

Cyrus threw the ring into the overflowing mud of the gold cup, and the ring seemed to sink into the mud.

After a while, the dark sludge began to boil, and thick bubbles kept rising, and then exploded. The splashing sludge fell on the table, immediately corroding the table into a pit.

Cyrus was horrified when he saw it. At this time, a strong black gas surged up, like poisonous smoke after lighting hazardous waste.

The black energy slowly formed a half-empty, half-real form in front of Cyrus' eyes - a Voldemort with an undistorted face.

"you--"

Seeing Cyrus, he seemed a little surprised, as if he didn't understand why it was "himself" who appeared in front of him at this moment, and in such a way that he felt distant.

"What happened back then? What kind of magic power does that child have?"

Like other Horcruxes, the soul in the ring was disconnected from Voldemort that night.

This soul has also felt the fear and anger of the original body. Now that he sees Cyrus, he hopes to know what happened back then, and even more, he hopes to know what Cyrus is like standing in front of him now.

But Cyrus had no intention of talking to him.

He bewitched the crown before because he needed the power of the crown, but for the soul in the ring, there was no need to say more.

He looked coldly and picked up the wand directly.

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