Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Sellers actually has no special expectations for the difficulty of the semifinals.

To be honest, unless he was allowed to fight directly with Dumbledore and Grindelwald, what other difficulties in the world could stop them?

Their magical powers are so powerful that other wizards cannot even imagine them.

The fire dragon, which required seven or eight well-trained wizards to subdue, was nothing more than a pet dog to Cyrus. Perhaps the test finally determined by the International Confederation of Wizards seemed to them a naked joke.

What's more, the International Federation of Wizards has to consider the contestants other than a few of them. After weighing the balance, I'm afraid the competition will not be too difficult.

But Cyrus didn't care very much about this.

The process and results of the first two games are not important. What is important is that in the third game, even after the game ends, as long as he can defeat Deng in a head-on battle with the whole world watching. Bullido is enough!

Before the official game begins, there are still a series of complicated preparations. For example, the warriors need to receive exclusive interviews from the Daily Prophet, and this time the Daily Prophet has joined forces with many famous international wizarding newspapers. This is a global Chance.

However, with Sellers' guidance, Rita Skeeter did not focus on those trivial gossips, but put most of her pen on the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

This woman kept emphasizing to Cyrus that she knew some secrets about Dumbledore and Grindelwald, while wearing a narrow smile on her face. Obviously she was referring to Dumbledore and Grindelwald's private ambiguity.

"If you want, I can publish these things in the newspapers. These are not things I made up..." Rita Skeeter said sweetly, holding her two gold and silver hands tightly together. , "This will be big news!"

"I spent so many Galleons to bail you out of Azkaban, not just for you to report those gossips, Ms. Skeeter." Cyrus leaned on the sofa and looked at the gorgeously dressed man in front of him with ease. woman.

He needs a loudspeaker that can make a sound so that the topic of the Tournament becomes more popular in the wizarding world. Some small tidbits are harmless as embellishments, but once the affairs of Dumbledore and Grindelwald are exposed, I am afraid that The world's attention will be diverted from the competition itself.

Cyrus does intend to defeat Dumbledore, but never in this way.

The higher Dumbledore's international reputation, the more valuable it would be to defeat him.

"Are you sure? But tidbits are often the most interesting." Rita Skeeter was still a little unwilling to give up. "People will want to know about those high-ranking people, and they will expect that there is ugliness behind their bright appearance. s things……

"They sometimes don't even care about the truth..."

"No need." Cyrus' red-gold eyes swept over, and those majestic eyes seemed to pierce Rita Skeeter's flashy appearance and penetrate her soul. "You just need to be prepared for what happens after the competition is over." Prepare to let the world know that Cyrus is the wizard Albus Dumbledore!"

Rita Skeeter felt like a shadowy vampire, tortured in the hot sun.

"Okay, since you insist..." She twisted uncomfortably on the chair a few times, picked up the teacup and put it down again with her fingers covered with bright nail polish, and glanced at Cyrus several times, looking a little bit embarrassed. hesitate.

"What's wrong?" Cyrus frowned slightly.

He actually didn't like Rita Skeeter very much. He disliked her almost as much as Lockhart or even more, but he was very polite. Rita Skeeter now works for him, and he can show his due tolerance.

"I was just thinking..." Rita Skeeter twisted the tea cup in her hand and gave a disgusting look, "Maybe you can give me a favor and have a drink with me?"

Cyrus:? ? ?

Cyrus was stunned. He really didn't expect that Rita Skeeter was ugly, but he thought she was pretty. He actually wanted to ask him to have a drink with her. But this is normal. His appearance is enough to seduce most girls.

Not even Cedric can compare to him.

Just...let's leave Rita Skeeter alone.

Fortunately, at this time, blond-haired Cassandra walked in. She walked past Rita Skeeter proudly, glanced contemptuously at this whimsical woman, and then ignored her.

"Professor, the wand testing has begun. Ms. Bellatrix asked me to take you there."

"I know." Cyrus stood up from his chair and said to Rita with an unapologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry, Ms. Skeeter, I guess it'll be next time."

After saying that, Cyrus and Cassandra left together.

The place where the wand was tested was in a small classroom where no one was in class. When Cyrus and Cassandra arrived, the other warriors were already ready. The judges were sitting upright on a table covered with black velvet. Behind him, Grindelwald was leaning on a chair with his legs crossed. He looked more like an inspector than a contestant.

Ollivander was looking at Harry's wand. He looked at it for a long time, but he didn't say much about it. He just confirmed that the wand was in good condition.

"Very good, now all the warriors' wands have been confirmed, except for you three." Babajid turned his head and looked at Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Cyrus who had arrived belatedly.

"I'll do it first." Grindelwald took the initiative to stand up, his very aggressive eyes passing over everyone like a predatory seabird, and then he smiled, "My wand is the most mediocre, not like yours." legend."

He handed his wand out, and Cyrus glanced at it. Just as Grindelwald said, it was a wand with no features. There was no exquisite carving on the outside, and it was not curved like some wands. It was like a dry branch that was broken casually, so ordinary that it made people feel a little unworthy of Grindelwald's status.

"Pine wood," Ollivander used his wand to conjure a glass of red wine. "It should be the dragon's heartstring. The wand is in good condition."

He handed the wand back to Grindelwald, and then looked at Dumbledore and Cyrus. Grindelwald's words just now actually attracted a lot of attention.

For example, Harry sneaked up to Cyrus early in the morning, poked Cyrus' elbow with his elbow, and then asked in a low voice: "What does he mean, what legend?"

Harry was not the only one who was curious about this. Everyone, including Fleur from Beauxbatons and Krum from Durmster, pricked up their ears and wondered if Cyrus could give an answer to fill in the question. His curiosity.

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"You'll find out soon, Harry." Cyrus didn't decipher it immediately. In fact, it only took a few seconds. Dumbledore had already handed over the wand that was as jagged as a finger bone.

Ollivander was stunned when he first saw the wand. His eyes were wide open and the corners of his eyes seemed to be torn apart. He took the wand with both hands and carefully held the head and tail. As if I was afraid of accidentally breaking it.

"There's no need to be so careful, Garrick, the wand is not fragile." Dumbledore said humorously.

But Ollivander took a deep breath, raised his head, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Is it really it, Dumbledore? Is it the legendary one? That Elder Wand!"

Everyone was surprised by the question raised by Ollivander, and the judges were stunned.

Bella's face was full of absurdity: "Is it any wonder that even Voldemort was not your opponent more than ten years ago, and the legend of the Elder Wand is actually true?"

Little Barty was stung by Bella's words, but he didn't care about being angry for his master, and his eyes towards the Elder Wand turned into greed.

If he could get this wand, would the Dark Lord still be afraid of that fake Cyrus?

"What is the Elder Wand?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"This is a very popular legend in the wizarding world, Harry." Cyrus told him. "Almost every child born in the wizarding world has heard the story of Death and the three brothers. Its popularity is almost equal to that of " "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs". The difference is that Muggle fairy tales are just fairy tales, while wizard fairy tales may actually be true.

"Simply put, this is a wand that can make you invincible. A wizard who owns the Elder Wand will not lose to his opponent in a duel, even if his enemy is the God of Death himself!"

Cyrus' red-gold eyes were flickering. He once mastered the false Elder Wand during Fitzgerald's trial. At that time, it felt to him as if the wand contained a steady stream of power, as if all his enemies were there. It's not even worth mentioning in front of him.

He actually didn't know how powerful the real Elder Wand was.

In the legends that have been passed down for thousands of years, the succession of holders of the Elder Wand is rarely completed in an upright duel. Most were assassinations or sneak attacks.

Perhaps the only exception is the battle between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but whether this is the case, Cyrus has not seen it with his own eyes and cannot be sure.

Dumbledore only admitted that he was better at some "techniques" than Grindelwald, rather than having magical power that far exceeded Grindelwald.

"Ah -" Ollivander caressed every line on the Elder Wand as if it were a work of art. He exclaimed in amazement and fell head over heels for this incomparable wand.

He generally believed that the wand chose the wizard, and this was never more true than in the case of the Elder Wand, which seemed to be alive and capable of identifying its true owner. So much so that although Ollivander had sensed its extraordinary power, he was unable to exert its true power.

After several minutes, he reluctantly returned the wand to Dumbledore.

The last person to perform a wand test was Cyrus.

As soon as he raised his hand, a small dark green snake immediately emerged from his sleeve. It poked its head out, and its small eyes were like red gems inlaid on the sculpture.

Ollivander was amazed and cautiously stretched out his hand towards Cyrus. In his eyes, the snake moving at the moment was completely a work of art no less than the Elder Wand!

With a thought in Cyrus's mind, the small dark green snake turned back into a small but flexible wand, and every snake scale on the wand was particularly clear.

"I never dreamed that one day I would be able to see this legendary wand!" Ollivander breathed excitedly, with tears on his old white eyebrows.

It is not difficult to understand. Slytherin is one of the founders of Hogwarts. Every little wizard who graduates from Hogwarts, even if he is not from the Snake House, will feel honored when he sees this wand. Put it on your body.

"The wand chooses the wizard. Obviously, I did not get the approval of these two wands." Ollivander waved the wand vigorously. He also did not feel what was special about this wand. "I heard that you are Awakened it in Ilvermorny?"

"Yes Mr. Ollivander, only the true successor of Slytherin can exert its full power." Cyrus said softly.

He didn't even mean just the gift of Parseltongue, but the actual ability to be recognized by a wand.

Just like they are both parselmouths, the improvement brought about by Harry using this wand and Cyrus using this wand will be completely different. Even if Voldemort himself comes, he may not be able to use this wand. More docile.

"Snake wood, as well as the snake king's horn, the wand is in good condition." Ollivander finished this sentence quickly, because he felt that the wand in his hand seemed to be unsatisfied with being caught by a mediocre person like him. In the hand, it looks calm, but in fact it is struggling!

He quickly handed the wand back, now that all the wands had been checked.

Then, Babajide stood up. He looked a little more haggard than before. Perhaps the need to change the competition events in the past few days made him think a lot. He walked out from behind the table covered with black velvet, Said in a hoarse voice.

"There is no change in the time of the competition. Moreover, since we have made some preparations before, it is difficult to break the contract, so the first project can only make some small changes on the original basis." Babajide said in embarrassment .

The International Federation of Wizards has already contacted the dragon training farm in Romania. Those fire dragons are already on their way here. We can't let them turn around and go back, right?

What's more, as one of the most dangerous magical animals, they couldn't think of anything else they could use except the fire dragon.

but--

Babajid glanced at Dumbledore——

It would be too difficult for the fire dragon to let these guys grab the dragon eggs. The content of the competition must be modified. The original few fire dragons were naturally far from enough. Fortunately, they urgently received friendly assistance from Newt Scamander, who brought more types of magical animals.

"You will start from Hogwarts and enter the Forbidden Forest. You are not allowed to use props other than wands during the whole process. You are not allowed to fly and walk through the Forbidden Forest.

"The three warriors as principals must obtain a token before they can pass the test, while the other warriors only need to reach the finish line to be considered complete," Babajide said.

"During this process, we have stored some props and information about the second trial. If you can find it, it may be of some help to you in the trial.

"It is worth mentioning that this time we are adopting an elimination system. From the moment the first ray of the sun rises, you will enter the Forbidden Forest. Players who have not reached the finish line until the sun completely sets will be eliminated."