Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

The dinner was over, but the little wizards did not leave immediately. Most of them sat together and looked at the Goblet of Fire with longing eyes. ✩✩

However, at this stage, there are very few people who go to the Goblet of Fire and put their names into it. Most young wizards don't want to put their names into it in public. It would be too embarrassing if they are not selected.

They prefer to find a time when no one notices, and sneak over alone. In this way, even if the Goblet of Fire does not select them in the end, others will not know whether they put their names into it.

But Cyrus knew very well, how could such a sneaky person be selected by the Goblet of Fire?

Unless he's the only one left in that school.

Of course, there are also some who are arrogant.

Kassandra had already gone to the Goblet of Fire almost when Dumbledore drew the age line, causing dissatisfaction among many young wizards who were almost adults.

She held out her chest, her eyes were contemptuous and arrogant, and her slightly curly blond hair swayed gently with her elegant steps, like clusters of live little snakes. Her beauty was like Medusa, attracting many What an admiring look from the little wizard.

Ginny, who had flame-like hair, tilted her head unhappily.

Like Hermione, she felt that this woman was a little too arrogant.

Cassandra was just the beginning, and then all the students in Ilvermorny, except for Malfoy who was not old enough, took the initiative to walk up to the Goblet of Fire and cast their names.

After this came Durmstrang's men.

They are here to participate in the competition, so naturally they will not be coy.

However, Cyrus didn't see any movement from Grindelwald. Maybe he planned to ask others for help, or he planned to wait until no one was paying attention before taking action.

Of course, so does Sellers himself.

"Okay, you can take a walk around Hogwarts, or go back to the carriage to rest. After all, it's getting late today."

Cyrus still recommended that students in Ilvermorny visit Hogwarts more often, especially the library, but he was not in a hurry. For the entire next year, they would attend classes with the students at Hogwarts.

"Professor, what about you?"

"I still have some friends to meet." Cyrus said with a smile. "If you want to go back to the carriage, you can go back with Bella. Of course, you can also meet some new friends."

After saying that, Cyrus walked through the crowd and walked outside the auditorium.

In fact, most of the students in the auditorium were planning to leave, and dark figures crowded at the door of the auditorium.

Cassandra's green eyes looked through the crowd as Cyrus left, and she also saw a few small shadows following Cyrus. She softly gave a disdainful laugh to the brats and turned to follow Bella's footsteps.

Outside the auditorium, Cyrus turned to the courtyard of the castle and stood under the central sculpture.

"Cyrus!" Ginny shouted from a distance, and several people ran over.

"I never thought that you would actually become the headmaster of another magic school!" Hermione said excitedly towards Cyrus, "How about it? Is there a lot of books in the Ilvermorny Library?"

"It's less than Hogwarts, but there are a lot of very innovative magics. People there like innovation." Cyrus said, "I think you have read the book "On the Transfiguration of Different Animals" I gave you. "The difference".

This was Cyrus's birthday present to Hermione this year.

Harry and Ron were very confused about Hermione talking about books with Cyrus, but they were used to it, and they understood that Hermione had to be interrupted, otherwise the topic would be endless.

The two of them wanted to say something, but Ginny was a little faster than them.

"I heard from dad that you went to North America during this period. The Ministry of Magic lifted the wanted order against you, but I didn't expect you to become the headmaster of Ilvermorny. How many things happened?" Ginny's eyes were straight. Looking at Cyrus, he asked a lot of questions as soon as he opened his mouth. He wanted to know exactly what Cyrus ate every day.

"It's a long story. To put it simply, I got the snakewood wand left by Slytherin, and then got the approval of Ilvermorny School itself. The old headmaster of Ilvermorny gave up his position to me. Yes." Sellers said briefly.

"Recognition by the school itself?" Harry and Ron repeated, with doubts on their faces.

"The school itself is also conscious, and the same goes for Hogwarts. If it is not recognized by the castle, even if it is appointed as a minister by the Ministry of Magic or the school director, it will not be able to learn the secrets of the castle." Cyrus explained. After all, he didn't really want to say much about his own affairs, so he changed the subject, "Why don't we talk about you guys, is there anything special happening during this time?"

"Of course!" Ginny nodded vigorously, with a slightly jealous tone, roughly pulling Harry away from Ron and lifting his sleeves, "What's this mark about?"

"When did this stay?"

"On the night you defeated Voldemort." Harry pursed his lips and said.

Cyrus looked at Harry's arm in surprise. He didn't expect that the magical mark he created to restrain the Death Eaters who turned against him would also be left on Harry's body.

Immediately, he felt happy.

"Harry, only those who are truly loyal to me can leave this mark without hurting you." He looked into Harry's eyes and seriously extended the invitation, "If you are willing, you can follow me. pace."

In terms of wizard talent, Harry Potter is actually very good, but he is still not as good as a real genius. Snape, who wears tinted glasses, thinks his qualifications are mediocre.

But he has an advantage that others don't have - appeal.

Especially in Britain, there is no wizard who does not know the name Harry Potter. All the Muggle wizards or half-blood wizards who have been tortured by Voldemort are not grateful to him.

"Of course I do!" Harry said quickly, with a shy smile on his face, and he seemed to be happier than Cyrus at this moment.

He has always wanted to be recognized, especially in front of Cyrus, the man who saved him several times and actually defeated Voldemort with his great power.

But while the joy in his heart was still gushing out, he was roughly pushed aside by Ginny. The flaming girl stretched out her smooth elbows and belly toward Cyrus, as smooth as mutton-fat jade, and spoke in a tone of voice But categorically.

"I also want!"

"You'd better not forget that you still have me." Hermione quickly reached out her hand.

The two girls met Cyrus's gaze without giving in. It seemed that as long as Cyrus didn't agree, they would not give up.

This made Ron feel a little embarrassed. He looked at his good brother Harry, then at his intimidating "mother" - Hermione, and his biological sister:

"If I don't reach out, will I be a bit unsociable?"

Cyrus held his forehead and said helplessly and seriously: "I don't mind that my followers are getting more and more, but I have to remind you that this is no child's play. Do you really understand who the enemy I have to face is? "

His red-gold eyes looked directly at these immature souls.

"It's not Dumbledore, is it?" Ron joked as if to ease the embarrassment. But he soon discovered that Cyrus was not smiling at all.

He froze.

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"Really are?"

Not only Ron, but also Ginny and Hermione were dumbfounded, and Harry looked completely in disbelief.

On the one hand, there is Cyrus, whom they admire and admire, and on the other hand, there is Dumbledore, who is highly regarded and is known as the greatest wizard. Harry suddenly found himself having a hard time making a choice. He didn't even understand why Cyrus and Dumbledore were still in conflict.

"But you were still working together to deal with Voldemort..."

"That was before, Harry." Cyrus smiled, not making the atmosphere too heavy. "But don't worry, we won't kill anyone. This has nothing to do with hatred, it's just something we have to do and maintain. Something different.”

Just when Harry and the others were in great shock, a cold voice suddenly broke in.

"I don't care about Dumbledore, why did you refuse me to join before?"

Ginny and Hermione's hearts tightened at the same time, and they quickly turned their heads to look not far away. In the darkness, a blond girl stood there. She was tall, with her arms folded across her chest and a cold, smug smile on her face.

Both Harry and Ron were frightened by Cassandra's aura and couldn't help but take half a step back. Ginny and Hermione recognized that this was the witch of Ilvermorny who had become famous not long ago, so they were unwilling to accept it. He took a step forward weakly.

But Cassandra didn't take them both seriously. She walked towards her, her waist twisting into an elegant and beautiful arc like a meandering snake. When she passed Harry, Cassandra stopped. He took a step, and his green eyes pierced him, making Harry forget to breathe for a moment.

He turned his head mechanically and whispered in Ron's ear: "Isn't this the Shura Field?"

Ron just shook his head numbly.

"Miss Worley, I thought you had returned to the carriage with Bella." Cyrus did not feel uncomfortable at all, or in other words, it was impossible for him to reveal his flaws because of such a small scene.

"I suddenly thought I'd better go out for a walk, and just call me Cassandra." Cassandra looked at Harry, or rather, at the mark on Harry's arm, "You rejected me before like I have become your believer like my father, because I have not graduated yet, but...how can he explain it?"

Without waiting for Cyrus to answer, Cassandra pulled up her sleeves and continued: "I don't care who your enemy is, and I am also prepared to sacrifice."

"So are we!" Ginny glared at Cassandra and rushed out with Hermione, her face full of hostility.

Cassandra looked at the two of them seriously, her golden eyebrows slightly furrowed. Ginny and Hermione's appearance did make her feel a little threatened. But when her eyes moved down, her frowned eyebrows immediately relaxed, and she sneered as if she had seen a joke.

Just this, do you want to compete with yourself?

She puffed up her chest proudly and shook her shoulders, which immediately made Ginny so angry that the tips of her fiery red hair almost stood up.

Fortunately, at this time, another person came to the rescue.

"Good evening, Harry!" Hagrid broke the deadlock with his loud voice. His huge body pushed aside the little wizards along the way and strode over. Seeing Cyrus, he had a complicated expression on his face.

"Seeing your face really makes me feel mixed, Mr. Sellers." He said bluntly, but still extended his palm towards Sellers, "Of course, I already know that you are not Tom Riddle. And I I have to thank you!”

"Thank me?" Cyrus was a little confused for a moment. He couldn't remember what he had done to deserve Hagrid's thanks.

"You saved Harry several times, right?" Hagrid said, "There is also the matter of Mr. Scamander. During the summer vacation, he invited me to his suitcase. He said that you helped introduce him."

Hearing what Hagrid said, Cyrus remembered that when he was with Uncle Newt before, he did mention Hagrid's skills as a little mating expert to him.

"Thanks to you, I saw a lot of magical animals that are not found in the Forbidden Forest!" He was so moved that he almost cried, and then he patted Cyrus heavily on the shoulder, "Come to my cabin for tea when you have time. Okay? I will take care of your two fire dragons as well!"

Hagrid left as suddenly as he had appeared.

Eventually, Sellers left his mark on everyone's arms. Cassandra was very measured. After achieving her goal, she did not continue to disturb Cyrus, Ginny, Hermione and others while reminiscing, and left on her own initiative.

Cyrus didn't chat with Harry and the others for a long time. There was a curfew in Hogwarts.

At midnight, he sat outside the carriage and looked at the steep black shadow of the castle. As soon as he loosened his fingers, the snakewood wand immediately came to life. It drilled into the ground, holding the words in its mouth, and wandered towards the castle.

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The night passed quickly.

Time came to the evening of the next day. After another sumptuous Halloween dinner, it was finally time to reveal the warrior. Dumbledore happily picked up the spoon and knocked on the wine glass in front of him. The little wizards all fell silent. Thousands of pairs of eyes are watching——

Actually, much more than that!

In order to let the whole world see this competition, Cyrus has already set up a magic drone to record everything all the time. At this moment, through the International Federation of Wizards, all the details of the competition are being recorded by the magic of various countries. The Ministry and the other six magic schools watched.

"The Goblet of Fire is about to make a decision. Today is Halloween. I hope there won't be any surprises." Dumbledore turned to Cyrus. He made a small joke, but even he didn't pay much attention to it. .

He walked up to the Goblet of Fire, took out his wand, and waved it widely.

Immediately, except for the candles in the jack-o-lantern, all the other candles were extinguished, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of semi-darkness.

The Goblet of Fire was now emitting a dazzling light, brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue-white flames bursting with sparks were simply dazzling. Everyone was watching and waiting...a few people kept looking at their watches...

"Let us witness the birth of a warrior!" he said loudly.

The flame in the goblet suddenly turned red again, and crackling sparks burst out. Then, a tongue of fire jumped into the air, and a piece of burnt parchment flew out from it - everyone in the auditorium held their breath.

Dumbledore caught the parchment and held it high: "The first warrior of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory."

Applause and cheers swept the entire auditorium.

Cedric, overwhelmed by the glory, was pushed forward by all the little badgers. He was tall and shy, and strode to Dumbledore's side. Dumbledore was originally going to say a few words of encouragement to him, but then the Goblet of Fire exploded again!

This time it was even more violent than before. The Goblet of Fire seemed to have turned into a huge volcano, spewing out scorching magma and blazing sparks!

The flying flames shot out like fireworks in the air, eventually forming many bright words.

However, the brightest and dazzling names left people speechless.

Dumbledore was stunned, as if he was speechless.

Everyone stood up from their chairs subconsciously.

At this moment, only Babajide still remembered the progress of the game. The old wizard frowned tightly and announced loudly:

"Champion of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore!"

"Durmstrang's Champion, Gellert Grindelwald!"

"And the warriors of Ilvermorny -" He paused slightly and looked at Cyrus, who was smiling.

"Cyrus!"