Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

"Where's Cyrus?"

Ginny asked coldly. This indifferent tone made Sirius stunned for a moment.

This girl didn't look like she was here to help, but rather like she was going to lift Cyrus's Heavenly Spirit Cap and save him and Harry along the way.

Ron blinked his lips, but still didn't say any words of admonishment.

After all, if Harry suddenly started talking to Neville one day and became indifferent to him, hiding all secrets from him, he would also be angry.

"He's fighting a mysterious man." Sirius replied.

The anger on Ginny's face was instantly replaced by worry, and her red face turned pale.

"Mysterious man? Is he in danger?" Ginny asked anxiously.

Ron couldn't help but shudder when he heard this title.

"Danger?"

Sirius's mind flashed back to Cyrus and Dumbledore surrounding Voldemort one after another, the fire dragon composed of blue flames razing the castle to the ground with one blow, and Voldemort's fierce appearance, and he couldn't help but turn over. A roll of eyes.

"What danger could he be in? Dumbledore is here too. I have never seen the mysterious man look so embarrassed."

Hearing this, both Ginny and Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, McGonagall and others who had been left behind also arrived. They saw Sirius holding the unconscious Harry in his arms, and then saw Ginny and Ron, and their expressions changed again and again.

"Is Harry okay?" McGonagall asked tremblingly, fearing that she would hear some bad news.

And she had heard too many of these messages during the war years.

"It's okay, I just passed out."

"That's good." Mag and the others finally felt relieved, "Where's Pettigrew? Did you let him escape?"

"Pettigrew?" Sirius looked strangely into the snow, attracting the side glances of McGonagall and Flitwick.

"He's everywhere now."

Mag:? ? ?

Then Sirius told what happened just now, and McGonagall felt frightened. He raised his eyes and looked sternly at Ron and Ginny.

"You are too reckless! What if something unexpected happens?!" she said angrily, "Twenty points from Gryffindor!"

When Ron heard this, he immediately withered like an eggplant beaten by frost. He intended to argue, but seeing Mag's expression at the moment, he didn't dare to speak.

Twenty points were deducted all at once, and Hermione didn't know how long she would scold him when she came back.

McGonagall let out a long breath from her nostrils and suddenly changed her tone: "But because of your bravery and saving Harry and Sirius, you get fifty points. Everyone!"

"Really?" Ron's eyes lit up.

"And for your loyalty, I will give you another twenty points." Dean Sprout said while helping Harry apply the herbal medicine.

"I have ten points here, specially for the Crushing Curse." Flitwick also said, he looked at Ginny with a smile on his face.

He saw Ginny's talent last year and invited Ginny to attend his club, but Ginny never went.

However, he still reminded:

"The spell was good, but don't use it next time."

The crushing spell is a black magic.

All of a sudden, he added more than a hundred points to his college, and Ron's mouth almost burst from laughter. Ginny didn't care about the score, her eyes were full of worry.

"Professor, let's go help Mr. Sellers quickly!" Ginny said anxiously.

McGonagall also suddenly remembered another battlefield. Unlike Sirius, she did not trust Cyrus too much. If Cyrus and Voldemort teamed up, Dumbledore would be in a very bad situation.

She glanced at Ginny, but she didn't express her worries in the end. She just said tactfully: "We have to go back immediately. Maybe Dumbledore needs our help. Children, you have to go back to school first!"

"No, I won't go back!" Ginny said stubbornly. Children of her age never want to be treated as children. "I can fight too! I even killed Pettigrew!"

Harry and Ron came here the same way.

"I'm not going back either." Ron's teeth chattered with fear, but he shook his head, "We have to help Cyrus. If it weren't for him, Harry would be in danger."

"Can we fight? With whom?" McGonagall rolled her eyes angrily. The only enemy left now was Voldemort, and Ginny couldn't even block the aftermath of the curse.

To be honest, if she really had to face Voldemort, even she would be a burden.

But the two children didn't flinch, leaving her wondering what to do. She couldn't tie them here, right?

Sirius picked up his wand from the snow and glanced in the direction they came from: "There's no movement over there."

Only then did Mag notice that the bombing-like explosions that had been going on in the direction of the castle for a long time had subsided at some point.

Is the battle over?

She was worried.

"Okay, let's go over and take a look. Sirius, you take them back to school." McGonagall said without refusal.

Sirius also had this intention. He always wanted to take Harry back. He couldn't just let Harry go and send him to Voldemort, right?

He conjured a rope and directly tied Harry, Ginny and Ron together.

"How could you do this to me, I saved you!" Ginny was furious.

"I am also saving you now. You have never seen what the mysterious man is capable of, kid!" Sirius said softly.

"Zombies floating."

As soon as the spell was cast, the three imps suddenly turned into upright zombies. When Sirius raised his wand, they floated like wooden boards. Sirius got on the broom and parted ways with Mag and the others.

Mag lowered his gray-green wizard hat and returned to Rookwood's castle with the Flitwicks. However, to their surprise, Cyrus and Dumbledore, who were still here, disappeared. .

"Where are they?" Flitwick carefully avoided the flames and looked around for the three people.

"What is that?" Pomona Sprout was the first to notice something was wrong.

It was a lonely door. The color of the door was a faint blue, blending with the flames, so that Flitwick didn't notice it for a while.

"Traces appeared." Mag shook his wand, and three chaotic footprints were confusing, and finally pointed to the depths of the door. "It seems that they have all gone there."

"Let's go too." Flitwick was fully prepared. He was high-spirited and looked like a capable fighter!

In fact, he was indeed a quite capable duelist when he was young.

The three of them immediately followed the footprints and walked in.

This door looks like a teleportation spell, and behind the door is a strange space. After they walked in, an ancient and gorgeous palace immediately appeared in front of them.

This gorgeous scene shocked them, even Hogwarts couldn't compare to it.

The three of them kept walking in and saw that the carved rock pillars with gold edges were broken into pieces by the spell. They either stood up incompletely or simply fell to the ground.

In addition to these, many stone warriors fell to the ground, losing their magical power.

Mag's eyes seemed to be shining after looking at it.

There are many such stone warriors in Hogwarts. Mag knows that those stone warriors can also protect Hogwarts. She has long wanted to cast that kind of spell. Otherwise, the huge wizard chess piece would not have been left two years ago to serve as the guardian level of the magic stone.

In the deepest part of the cave, the battle between Cyrus and Voldemort continued.

Voldemort mobilized the huge pensieve guard and smashed it towards Cyrus and Dumbledore.

"Shattered to pieces!"

Cyrus flicked his wrist and immediately smashed the guard to pieces!

The annihilated fine sand blew towards his face like a gray wind, like a thin piece of gauze. Voldemort cast a few more spells, cut the gauze open, and slashed towards Cyrus with his sharp blade!

Dumbledore flicked the flames, and the bright flames covered the entire cave in an instant.

Gubulai fairy fire!

The bright red devil's flame bloomed in Voldemort's hand, like a ball of blood!

Three different flames are constantly intertwined in this trial place, like a converging sea of ​​flames.

Cyrus stepped in the fire, the flames under his feet separated, and even the fierce fire cast by Voldemort surrendered in front of him. He was swinging a spell in his hand, and every blow made the vault tremble.

Cyrus and Dumbledore teamed up and actually worked well together, beating Voldemort back repeatedly.

The goblin armor on his body was beaten to a pulp. Cyrus's spell was very powerful due to the combination of ancient magic. Not to mention Dumbledore, whose own magic was very powerful, plus the Elder Wand. The power is like that of a demon king!

"Go ahead and capture him, Tom. You will definitely fail today." Dumbledore advanced while fighting. He was so aggressive that Voldemort couldn't even lift his head.

Cyrus felt that even standing here was a bit redundant.

He looked inside a little, intending to withdraw and complete his trial.

Although it is a trial, it is actually just to get Rookwood's memory. Most people dare not look at the Pensieve in this situation, but Cyrus is different. He only needs to get the memory to directly store it in his brain. Watch.

He immediately withdrew and handed over the battlefield to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore noticed this, but didn't say much. In fact, they could have escaped now, but Dumbledore didn't want to see Voldemort use the body of a goblin.

How could Voldemort be so eager to get a new body without beating his body to pieces?

After Cyrus left the battlefield, he came to the location where Rookwood stored his memories. The huge sculpture reached the top of the dome. After feeling Cyrus' arrival, the left eye of the sculpture shimmered and shed a silver tear.

After the tears fell, they turned into a ball of light. Cyrus caught the light ball of memory. This was not only a memory, but also a token.

He clicked lightly and the memory opened.

It was still Morgana's memory. This time Morgana invited the four guardians to her home and witnessed the miracle of Morgana stripping away the pain in her father's heart.

This move surprised the four guardians. They were happy for Morgana's talent, but they were also worried about this magic.

Is stripping away pain really a good thing for a person?

And using this power is even more dangerous!

Cyrus remained silent and read this memory quietly.

He understood the intention of the guardians to leave this memory. They wanted to use Morgana's example to warn the next guardians, but this method was only to guard against gentlemen and not against villains.

For Cyrus, he will not give up this power, nor can he give up.

After all, even if it is not the power of magic, even if ordinary people hold guns and swords, their mentality will be completely different.

Cyrus' own soul is extremely powerful, and with most of Voldemort's soul fragments now in his hands, he can completely control this power without affecting his soul.

The memory ended and Cyrus opened his eyes.

The battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort finally ended. The more than 100-year-old man broke half of Voldemort's body into pieces.

Voldemort abandoned the goblin's broken body and once again became a humble black mist.

With this situation now, Dumbledore could no longer do anything to Voldemort. Dumbledore was not disappointed at all, or rather, he had already expected it.

"How embarrassing, Voldemort." Cyrus mocked, "Look at you, what else is left in your life except failure?"

"Failed? I have never failed! But you, do you think you are better than me?" Voldemort sneered, "Do you really think Dumbledore will trust you? This time he just wants to use your power. Think about it Well, if he gets rid of me, what will he do to you?"

Voldemort asked rhetorically.

Cyrus didn't answer, just sneered.

Dumbledore actually didn't care what his attitude was to Cyrus. As long as he completed the trial and completely obtained the power of ancient magic, he naturally didn't need to care about Dumbledore.

As for now, it's enough as long as Dumbledore doesn't stop him from continuing the trial.

Dumbledore obviously already knew that he was conducting ancient magic trials. Ms. Fitzgerald did not hide this matter from Dumbledore because of Cyrus's somewhat sensitive identity.

But Dumbledore never mentioned anything from beginning to end, which was obviously a tacit attitude.

"Sellers, the location of the third trial is in the principal's office, but as the principal of Hogwarts, I cannot allow you, a wanted criminal, to enter the school at will." Dumbledore teased.

This is obviously a reminder.

"But I don't think I'll be in the headmaster's office when the next Quidditch match comes around."

"Aren't you worried?" Cyrus raised his eyebrows.

"I don't think I have the right to stop anyone from pursuing knowledge, as long as he is willing to take the right path." Dumbledore smiled softly.

Cyrus did not intend to lie, but gave Dumbledore a warning: "I can't guarantee it."

Dumbledore didn't pay attention. He looked up and saw McGonagall rushing over in the distance. He happily greeted them, leaving only one confused word to Cyrus:

"I heard Snape say you've been to Godric's Hollow?" Dumbledore blinked and held out a finger.

"The last enemy to be destroyed is death."

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