Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

"Through the fire, walk with me!"

Cyrus extended the invitation. Under the dark night sky, the pale blue flames reflected the pale faces of the Death Eaters.

They were either shocked, angry, or moved. In fact, many people had already stood up from the dirt and walked towards Cyrus with stiff steps. They had only witnessed the terror of the blue flames, but they had not seen the terror of the blue flames. People who dare to touch the flame are afraid that they will be burned to ashes the moment they touch the flame!

"Stop!" Barty Jr. yelled angrily, "You want to betray?"

The Death Eaters stopped, but the silence only lasted a few seconds before someone immediately stood up to refute Barty Jr.

"We are loyal to the Dark Lord, and now we want to return to the Dark Lord, so why betrayal?" The person who spoke was Osido of the Nott family. To be honest, for him, it didn't matter who the real Voldemort was.

Now it's no longer about taking sides, but about which side you choose between survival and death.

But because he was afraid of flames, he still didn't take the lead.

Cyrus watched them quietly through the flames. To be honest, with their loyalty, few people had the ability to pass through the flames and stand beside Cyrus.

However, Cyrus did not intend to drive them all away. In fact, he lowered the standard. At this moment, as long as those who are willing to surrender will not be burned to death by the fire shield, their souls will feel the pain of burning fire.

Little Barty stared angrily at the group of defecting Death Eaters.

He holds a wand in his hand, and it seems that whenever he sees anyone thinking of taking refuge in Cyrus, he will immediately shoot a death curse at the other person, asking them to use their lives to pay for the crime of disloyalty!

But what he didn't expect was that the first person to rush towards the flames was not the talking Osido Nott, nor the boneless Lucius Malfoy whom he thought was weak, but Bellatrix. S. Lestrange.

This woman is like a crazy black snake, rushing into the flames in the blink of an eye!

She laughed loudly, and the flames did not even hurt her at all, but instead enveloped her like a hot spring.

"Bella?!"

Little Barty never dreamed that the first person to betray would be Bella Lestrange, whom he thought was the most loyal. Among the Death Eaters, who doesn't know Bella's protection and love for the Dark Lord?

However, at this moment, she staggered to the side of the impostor, and her smile was simply dazzling.

"What are you doing, Bellatrix?" Barty yelled angrily.

However, Bella turned around in the flames and opened her arms as if to embrace the flames. Her expression was obsessed and crazy, and when she looked at Little Barty, she had a well-deserved arrogance.

"Of course, back to my master!"

She danced in the fire and spoke as softly as if she were whispering to her lover.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Bella bowed slightly to Cyrus, then knelt down at Cyrus' feet and kissed the instep of Cyrus' shoes.

"Get up, Bellatrix. Only servants kneel in front of me, and you should stand behind me and follow my footsteps." Cyrus stretched out his palms, but did not bend down.

Bella raised her head, her eyes full of enthusiasm, as if this was an honor given to her by Cyrus!

She solemnly stretched out her hand to grab Cyrus's hand, stood up and spun around like a black swan in a ballet, then stood behind Cyrus, and could no longer take her eyes away from Cyrus. .

With Bella as the leader, the defection Death Eaters who were still afraid of the flames were very moved, and Nott became the second person to step towards the flames.

Little Barty, who had recovered from Bella's betrayal, felt very angry at the moment. He picked up the wand without hesitation and pointed it at Nott's back!

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green death curse shot out and was about to hit Nott's back. However, at this moment, Cyrus raised his wand like a conductor, and the flames suddenly became a lot taller. points, directly swallowing Nott's entire body.

"boom!"

The blue fire blocked Little Barty's death curse, and the heat wave driven by the flames instantly lifted Little Barty away, burning his skin red.

"How dare you attack my servant?" Cyrus said coldly.

For Nott, he was talking about servants.

Unlike Bella who passed through the flames comfortably, the moment Nott came into contact with the flames, he immediately felt that his soul was being torn apart. He seemed to have truly walked into the fire, and every inch of his skin All burned red.

"ah--"

He only took a few steps before he showed a painful expression, dug his pale nails into his chest, and fell to his knees in the flames, unable to move forward.

"Owner!"

Nott stretched out his hand with difficulty and looked at Cyrus with a pleading look.

But Cyrus was very indifferent.

"This is punishment, Nott." Cyrus said coldly, "Climb over here!"

Bella raised the corners of her mouth coldly and looked at Osido Nott, who was lying on the ground, with disgust and ridicule in her eyes.

Osido Nott could only lower his head like a dog. His hands and feet seemed to be stepping on red-hot iron. Every time he advanced, he screamed like a demon. He shed tears of pain, but Evaporated in an instant.

He wanted to retreat, but there was no way out.

If you look back now, you will die!

Of course, cowardice and hesitation will not end well either.

When the Death Eaters outside the ring of fire saw Nott's miserable appearance, they strengthened their determination to come to Cyrus, and even their previous doubts about whether Cyrus was the Dark Lord were almost eliminated. Isn't this indifferent look exactly the same as Voldemort's?

This is the Dark Lord!

The crowd started to move, and almost half of them were already walking towards the flames with fear. They were like shackled sinners, walking barefoot on the mountain of knives. After being engulfed by the flames, everyone fell to their knees.

But soon, a second person who could walk through the fire like Bella appeared.

It was Bulstrode who was already very old. This old wizard who was extremely loyal to Voldemort still remembered what the Dark Lord looked like when he was young. He strode across the flames and soon surpassed the second Nobel who entered the flames. special.

"Stand behind me, Bulstrode," said Sellers, smiling.

He still had a very deep impression on this old wizard. As the original believer of the Death Eaters, he occupied many parts in Voldemort's memory. They were not only shocked by Voldemort's power, but they did have a considerable degree of ideals.

Of course, it also comes with arrogance towards purebloods and hatred towards Muggles!

This is almost the most fundamental belief of all Death Eaters. From the beginning, they have followed the banner of "Pure Blood Supremacy" held high by Voldemort!

There are also many Death Eaters left. Most of these people came out of Azkaban. They don't think that the powerful Dark Lord has been defeated like this. There are also some idiots who have not made up their mind what to do. And There are quite a few.

New 𝗑.𝖼𝗈𝗆

Those Death Eaters who stepped into the fire crawled on their knees in front of Cyrus, kissing the uppers of Cyrus's shoes and the hem of his clothes one by one. They swarmed like ants and lifted Cyrus to a higher position, as if they could touch him. Sky.

"My master, I beg for your forgiveness and swear to be loyal to you forever!" Nott lowered his head and his voice trembled.

After he said these words, the other Death Eaters also begged with all their strength. At the same time, the blue flames immediately wrapped around their left arms like snakes. Wherever the flame snake passed, the Death Eaters' Thick black mist immediately erupted from his arm.

"Ah!" They grabbed their arms in pain, and the dark mark of the black devil disappeared under the burning of the flames, turning into smelly black smoke rising into the air.

The blue flame snake left red spiral marks on their arms!

This is the mark of ancient magic.

Cyrus also plans to form an army of wizards of his own.

Although this group of pure bloods is a ragtag group, they are actually an ancient wizarding family, and they actually have a very huge influence in the British magical world. Even due to some historical reasons in their early years, their bloodline can even extend to other continents in the world.

As for the name of this organization, Cyrus has not thought of it yet, and now it is just a prototype.

But one day, the planted seeds will grow into towering trees, with dense branches, leaves and roots intertwined into a huge network. Whether they are wizards or Muggles, the world will eventually be integrated into one.

After carving this mark, the pain caused by the fire shield seemed to lessen, and the Death Eaters shed tears of gratitude and bowed their heads in worship to their Lord.

Cyrus actually enjoyed this feeling. The only drawback was that the Death Eaters crawling in front of him at the moment were really not worthy of the spotlight, and in fact, Voldemort was not dead yet!

Voldemort couldn't die from just one blow. His body had been magically transformed a long time ago, and his magic resistance was even higher than that of a fire dragon.

Cyrus could tell his current state at a glance. This guy was obviously pretending.

Sure enough, just when most of the Death Eaters were gone and the pressure on the remaining Death Eaters was getting heavier and heavier, the gray body like a "corpse" started to move.

"How should I express my disappointment with you?" Voldemort stood up, his voice was very soft, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, "It's you, Lucius, you are beyond my expectation. Predictably, I thought you would immediately turn your head towards that fake one!"

Voldemort gave Lucius a thoughtful look.

"I swear allegiance to you, my master!"

Lucius immediately lowered his head, he thought, but Cyrus stopped him. This is a good chess piece that might be of some use if it stays with Voldemort. Even if Lucius is actually useless.

"But what about you, Bella? I thought you were loyal to me more than anyone else."

"I am loyal to the Dark Lord." Bella poked her cheek with her wand and tilted her head to look at Voldemort.

Although the Death Eaters who had sworn allegiance were not named, fear once again arose in their hearts and they looked at Voldemort in shock.

‘Am I on the wrong team again? ’ Those people thought in fear. The wavering of their thoughts was rewarded with physical punishment. The brand new marks on their arms became hot and turned into a poisonous snake swimming between their skins!

"ah--"

They knelt down and howled. Wherever the poisonous snake passed, their skin was immediately burned, leaving ugly scars!

"This is the price of betrayal." Cyrus looked at them contemptuously, then stepped out of the flames and looked at Voldemort.

Of course he knew that Voldemort could not be defeated so easily. If he was solved so easily, it would be ridiculous for Dumbledore, who had been fighting for many years.

"I have to say, you are surprising me more and more, Cyrus." Voldemort praised sincerely, "Is this also the power of ancient magic?"

Compared with him before, Cyrus is already much better, and he has also achieved the unprecedented ability to transform magical animals.

But it's still not enough for him who has regained his strength!

He looked at the Death Eaters suffering in the flames with disgust in his eyes.

"I really don't know how to describe your stupidity. Didn't you already think I lost once?" Calm anger flashed in his eyes.

But at this moment, he looked at the Death Eaters who had gathered around Cyrus, and there was not even a trace of regret in his eyes.

He never paid attention to the so-called pure blood, he just needed some servants who didn't have dirty Muggle blood in their veins.

Only Bella, her betrayal hurt Voldemort the most.

This was originally a person worthy of entrusting him with a Horcrux, but now he was following Cyrus.

Although Bella's husband was standing next to him at the moment, to Voldemort, wasn't this a kind of inconvenience?

But now that the other party has made his choice, Voldemort will not relent.

"It's game over, Cyrus. I'm going to show you my true power! Not just me, but my family too!"

Voldemort was, of course, referring to Death Eaters.

Although some Death Eaters have betrayed, it does not matter. Those betrayers are currently rolling around sadly at Cyrus's feet. Voldemort is quite satisfied with the punishment for betrayal, but if it were him, he would be more Be ruthless!

"Kill those traitors." Voldemort's snake eyes glanced at those who were still standing behind him. When his eyes stopped on Rosdorf, he said even more cruelly, "Kill Bella! "

"Of course, my master!" Rosdorf and his brother took a step forward together.

Lucius also quickly pulled out his wand, but from his sneaky eyes, it was not difficult to see that he planned to protect himself wisely.

"Barty, are you okay?" Voldemort asked his most loyal servant with concern.

Little Barty was fine and came to Voldemort's side.

"Bulstrode is left to you to kill. You know, he is one of my original followers. It is up to you to kill him!" Voldemort said. His tone was solemn, and it could be heard that this was not just an order, but also a sign of respect for little Barty.

"Of course!" Little Barty can't wait to kill!

Voldemort's side is very powerful. On the other hand, on Cyrus's side, although the number of people on both sides is about the same, Cyrus' side can be called a fighting force, with only two and a half left.

One was Bella, the other was Bulstrode, and the last half was Harry who had picked up the other person's wand.

"You're on your own, Cyrus."

"Really?" Cyrus raised the corners of his mouth and raised his chin, signaling Voldemort to raise his head and look at the sky.

Under the night, there is an apostle riding a horse of death!

——People from the Order of the Phoenix have arrived!