Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Chapter 170 Death is just another adventure (will be updated at 6pm)

Lucius has been feeling pain in his arm lately.

Every night, when he opened his sleeves, the pattern that had long been like an ordinary tattoo seemed to come to life again, with black snakes walking through the eyes of the bones!

But it seemed to be just his illusion. Looking at it carefully, the mark was the same as before, no different from any other day in the past twelve years.

"Maybe I'm just too worried?"

Lucius couldn't help but guess, but the rest of the Death Eaters who were as worried as him had never let go. Even if they saw the phantom, they were still frightened!

But the mark was just painful, but it didn't send out any call.

"Don't worry, we already know that the master is still alive, and he has forgiven us for our mistakes." Lucius comforted the worried Narcissa, and the "master" in his mouth naturally referred to Cyrus.

"Do you really think he and the mysterious man are the same person?" Narcissa said tremblingly. She had witnessed the terror of Voldemort with her own eyes. That man, no, he couldn't be called a human at all, but more like a monster. !

That monster was cruel, bloody, and had a violent temper. Based on what Draco had done before, I'm afraid he would have been killed several times!

"They may be related, but they are definitely not the same person!" Narcissa looked at Lucius with horrified eyes. She didn't believe that her husband hadn't noticed this yet.

In fact, Lucius had naturally discovered it a long time ago.

But to him, it didn't matter whether Cyrus was Voldemort or not. He just wanted to be the county magistrate's wife. As for who was the county magistrate, Lucius didn't care.

"I only know that he is closely related to the diary that the Dark Lord gave me. Even if the Dark Lord is convicted in the end, I will still have something to say." Lucius is not a fool. This is what he has prepared for himself. Road, a back road that can be turned against at any time.

Of course, he also understood that even if there was this way, the Dark Lord would not be able to spare him easily, but when that time came, he would not care about some punishment.

"Then why are you taking risks?" Narcissa didn't understand.

"Because it makes no difference to us whether it's the Dark Lord or Cyrus!" Lucius explained, "We can't resist him, and look what we can get by following him?! A more noble status than now. !”

Power and profit are ghosts that tempt you into the abyss!

"What's more, Cyrus may not be the opponent of the Dark Lord." Lucius muttered, "We just need to watch first and don't make a premature move. But we can do something for the master first."

This master refers to Voldemort.

After thinking for a while, Lucius decided to contact his "old friends". He believed that those purebloods who had betrayed their "friends" or were eager to separate themselves from the Death Eaters must be just like him, and they were uncertain at the moment.

No matter what, they should do something now to make up for the mistakes they made.

So he wrote two letters.

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"Lucius's Dark Mark is starting to hurt?" Cyrus looked down at the letter brought by the owl and pondered for a moment.

Although Voldemort has not summoned his old troops yet, the changes in the Dark Mark seem to be announcing his return. He wants to give those who are loyal to him a little confidence in advance, give those who are wavering on the wall some shock, and also give those who are thorough The traitors who betrayed him brought enough fear!

"This Lucius is quite interesting. He obviously started contacting the old Death Eaters to cause trouble to show his loyalty to Voldemort, but secretly he wrote to me to let me know. It seems like he is playing chess on both ends."

However, the nature of the Malfoy family has always been like this, and Cyrus does not find it strange at all.

"With Voldemort making such a commotion, could it be that he has found an opportunity to be resurrected?" Cyrus thought doubtfully.

At this time, Newt came over and folded the letter paper calmly. Although it was to prevent Newt from seeing the contents on the letter paper, his calm look was not annoying. If you put the letter away in a hurry, it will easily cause a grudge.

"My friend has sent me a letter. I'm afraid I have to leave." Cyrus greeted.

A look of regret immediately appeared on Newt's face. Cyrus stayed with him for several days and was very pleasant to be with him. Cyrus inherited Tom Riddle's way of doing things, and it can be said that he can get along happily with anyone.

And he is very knowledgeable and has a deep understanding of magical animals.

In addition, Cyrus also used Nagini to shorten the generation distance between him and Newt, and their relationship with each other is very good. Tina also likes Cyrus very much. She regrets that she does not have one or two girls in her family, otherwise she would definitely marry Cyrus.

"I think the environment in your box is also very good. Do you want to take some magical animals with you?" Newt said with a smile.

In fact, there are some magical animals in his own box that were not intended to be kept but were intended to be released. It would be great if Cyrus was willing to take them in.

"That's great." Naturally, Cyrus would not refuse. The blood magic in magical animals seems to have the same origin as ancient magic. The greater the number, the more conducive it is to his research.

The batch of magical animals they rescued from poachers are now kept in his box. Although there are many types, the number is not very large. Now with Uncle Newt's generous gift and Cyrus' experiment There were so many products all of a sudden.

As for taking care of magical animals, it wouldn't be a hassle, Dobby would be at his service.

Cyrus had no psychological burden for instructing Dobby to do things, but he still gave him some wages. Although it was not much, it was enough to make him burst into tears of gratitude. So much so that Dobby would take the initiative to share the house elf magic with him.

However, his current research focus is still on Obscurus.

He performed a soul surgery and sewed the "negative emotions" taken out of the Obscurus with the soul of Voldemort in the crown. After Voldemort's soul swallowed the emotions, it immediately grew stronger and waited eagerly. Cyrus continued to feed.

The Voldemort in the crown was the one that Cyrus was familiar with first. The soul inside was deceived by Cyrus and had never doubted Cyrus, and it was obvious that he had grown a traitor.

Now his thoughts are:

"Your diary can be resurrected, why can't my crown be resurrected?"

However, he didn't have any ill intentions towards Cyrus. In other words, he accepted every fragment of Voldemort's soul and even proposed to Cyrus to resurrect all the Horcruxes!

Of course, Cyrus rejected him.

The mere crown is just the food that Cyrus sent to him, and he is also trying to resurrect him?

Cyrus plans to use the soul in the crown as a vehicle to help him withstand the impact of those "negative emotions."

"The crown of Ravenclaw is useful in making people's brains clear and rational. It can prevent my soul from being affected by emotions to the greatest extent."

After Cyrus said goodbye to Newt, he wrote a letter back to Lucius explaining the situation. With so much commotion happening now, Voldemort may have found a way to be resurrected, and the day when he is resurrected may not be far away.

The guy really wanted to hide himself, and Cyrus couldn't find him.

Now that Voldemort is going to be resurrected, the situation of the Malfoy family may not be very good. Cyrus does not object to Lucius's current idea, but he reminds Lucius that he should choose who to be loyal to as soon as possible.

Cyrus understands Lucius's difficulties, but this does not mean that he can tolerate a person playing both sides.

After replying to the letter, Cyrus ran directly to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was still writing plans for the Triwizard Tournament when he suddenly heard a knock on his window. He looked up and saw Cyrus sitting on the window sill with one foot He leaned against the window edge and turned around to look.

The old man's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he saw a familiar shadow.

"I thought you would come over on the day of the Quidditch match. I'm all ready for you." Dumbledore said this, but he still got up and opened the window. He was a little curious about what made Cyrus change. Too impatient.

"I don't know if Severus told you, but Lucius told me today. He said that the Dark Mark on his arm began to cause pain from time to time." Cyrus jumped down from the window lightly, feeling comfortable. Passing by Dumbledore, he stretched out his fingers to tease Fawkes' beak as he passed Fawkes.

The principals on the wall saw Cyrus leaning back on the chair where Dumbledore was sitting in a familiar and generous manner, and they were too angry to speak.

"Are you telling the truth?" Dumbledore's face became stiffer.

"It seems that your double agent is not so obedient?" Cyrus teased, but still nodded and expressed his thoughts, "Voldemort uses this method to remind those who betrayed him. He must be absolutely sure that he can be resurrected, and it will be in the near future!"

Cyrus' golden eyes met Dumbledore's blue eyes. Both of them were serious at the moment, like bluestones in the cold winter wind.

“I think it’s this school year!”

"But, Harry -" Dumbledore opened his mouth, then closed it tightly.

"You mean he needs Harry's blood, right?" Cyrus asked. "If you follow the resurrection ritual of the Horcrux, the spell is actually not strict. Voldemort has many enemies, you, me, Harry Or maybe there are thousands of wizards who are enemies of him.”

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Dumbledore shook his head, "He will definitely use Harry's blood to resurrect him, otherwise he will never be able to kill Harry."

"It depends on how much he values ​​Harry." Sellers said.

According to the original book, Voldemort naturally attaches great importance to Harry, or in other words, he attaches great importance to the prophecy. But now, compared to the mediocre Harry Potter, Cyrus may be more important to Voldemort.

If Voldemort wants to fight against Cyrus, he doesn't need to get Cyrus's blood. He only needs to find the blood of an enemy at random to resurrect him.

"No, he will choose Harry, just like he chose Harry that night twelve years ago." Dumbledore said firmly.

Cyrus didn't even know that he believed in fate so much.

"Maybe, but no matter what, I can't delay it any longer." Cyrus looked at Fitzgerald on the wall.

The witch nodded to him and slowly said: "Let's begin, but I want to remind you that my trial is different from the previous two. What you will face is - Death!"

"Is this why you said the password was 'The last thing to be destroyed is death'?" Cyrus looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Dumbledore blinked and smiled: "I think after this trial, you will understand where I am better than Tom Riddle back then."

"I've known this for a long time." Cyrus looked at the knuckle-like wand in Dumbledore's hand, "The Deathly Hallows."

Cyrus suddenly opened his palm, and a small, black object was exposed in front of Dumbledore's eyes.

Dumbledore seemed to be hit by something all of a sudden. He looked at the prismatic obsidian in Cyrus's hand and breathed as heavily as a wild horse!

He couldn't help but raise his hand, as if he couldn't see anything else except this black stone. He was like a moth flying towards the flame, taking a big step towards the black sun in Cyrus' hand. step.

For a moment, Cyrus almost thought he was going to pounce on him and snatch the Resurrection Stone from his hand.

But Dumbledore didn't do it in the end.

He just looked at the Resurrection Stone in Cyrus's hand with his eyes as calm and sad as lakes, as if looking at his past desire, regret and infinite love.

"I'm afraid you can't imagine how long I have been chasing it, just because of a fairy tale." Dumbledore's voice was choked.

"But you should also understand that fairy tales do not leave a happy ending." Cyrus held his fingertips, like a flower closing its petals and holding the stamen in it.

"The Elder Wand is not invincible, the Resurrection Stone cannot recall the dead, and even the cloak cannot always deceive the eyes of Death. After all, the cloak cannot deceive even you."

"you are right."

Dumbledore sighed. Once the sudden surge of impulse subsided, his whole body seemed to fall into an endless abyss. He was like a sudden fire just now, and now he was like a candle in the wind, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.

"Resurrection from the dead may not be impossible, Dumbledore." Cyrus opened his golden eyes in the darkness.

His eyes were like fire.

Using the Resurrection Stone to summon souls, using the Philosopher's Stone to recast flesh and blood, and using the Elder Wand as a guide to perform ancient magic and irrigate people's emotions, it is theoretically possible to completely resurrect a person.

Sellers hasn't tried it, but it's very feasible.

But Dumbledore shook his head.

"We shouldn't play with the dead, Cyrus, even if you have the ability."

He seemed to be admonishing Cyrus, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Life is precious because it only comes once, and death-" He paused, as if he was completely relieved.

"It was just an adventure."

Thanks to Maoxuan for the 532 points reward, thank you boss!

Think about it and change it to six o'clock so that everyone can watch it after get off work. Ten o'clock seems too late.

Also, let’s talk about the pendant. I wanted to strengthen Voldemort, otherwise this boss would be too boring.

Spoiler alert, there will be a plot later where Death Eaters escape from prison and discover two Dark Lords.

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