Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Cassandra kicked the door open, and the three of them walked in side by side.

What came into view was a circular room with a dozen identical black doors without markings or handles.

The doors are spaced apart from each other, as if embedded in the surrounding black walls.

"If you include the one that was kicked away just now, there are exactly twelve doors." Cedric said.

"Okay, forget about that door!" Kassandra replied angrily. The door she kicked away is still lying on the black marble floor, and candles with blue flames flicker on the wall. The weak candlelight made the floor look like a puddle of black water.

The door looked like a boat floating in the water.

Perhaps because there was one missing door, the circular hall did not rotate this time.

"I think the treasure should be hidden in the room." Fleur said.

In fact, she didn't need to say it. There was nothing in front of her except the door, and the treasures could only be in different rooms.

"We don't have much time, let's search separately." Cedric raised his wand and pistol and reminded, "I don't know what dangers I will encounter, so it's best to pick up the wand."

Kassandra didn't say anything, but she walked toward a door vigorously.

"Squeak——"

This time it was easy to push away.

As soon as she opened the door, a smell that had been trapped for many years hit her face. The smell of dampness and dust got into her nose, making Cassandra feel a little uncomfortable.

She didn't walk in rashly, but took a look inside first. It was pitch dark inside.

"Flashes of light."

She raised her wand, and when the light on the tip of the wand lit up, the room seemed to be filled with sparks at the same moment. Countless light points flickered in the darkness, like a whole starry sky.

"Crystal ball?"

Cassandra was stunned for a moment and immediately knew that this was the prophecy hall that Cyrus had told her about.

The attitudes of wizards towards prophecies are very extreme. Some people flock to them and believe them deeply, while others sneer at them. This is related to the uneven level of prophets in the magic world.

Most of the prophets in this world today are magic sticks who have gained fame and reputation. Perhaps their ancestors did have some glory, but until now, their ability to predict has been almost exhausted.

Cassandra didn't care much about the prophecy. She walked into the room, stepping on thick dust under her feet, making her originally white socks stained with dirt. But she didn't pay much attention, but looked around cautiously while walking inside.

The huge shelves are dozens of meters high, and even if you raise your head, you can't see the top. However, shelves like this are lined up in rows here, and they are countless, not to mention the number of prophecy balls.

She lit her wand and walked all the way inside. The dim doorway was getting farther and farther away from her, like a train moving away from the entrance of the tunnel.

Cassandra became more and more cautious, but unexpectedly, the Department of Mysteries seemed to have no trap at all.

But thinking about it, in such an important place, it would be terrible if something went wrong because of the level setting.

"Human presence revealed."

Kassandra cast a spell, and golden footprints began to extend from her feet, jumping into the darkness step by step. She followed the footsteps, and not long after, she found Harry Potter, who was tied up and unconscious in the maze-like Prophecy Hall.

"Harry Potter?"

Cassandra was stunned for a moment, with an expression of confusion and a bit of disgust on her face.

It was said to be a treasure, so why did Harry Potter suddenly appear?

"Whose treasure will be Harry Potter?" The shadow of Cyrus flashed through Cassandra's mind, and she couldn't help but shudder...

She shook her head vigorously to get this terrible thought out of her mind: "Even if it's Ginny Weasley or Hermione Granger, I think it's normal. How could it be Harry Potter!"

She admitted that Cyrus sometimes gave Harry special treatment, but that was because of the relationship between Harry and Voldemort. The two of them are indeed good friends, but they are not enough to be called treasures.

"If I give up on the second project, maybe the treasure will be mine." Cassandra thought, but she had a sudden idea and began to be curious about her own treasure.

If all the treasures were students, Cassandra couldn't think of anyone worth saving.

But she didn't think much about it, it was just a game.

"It's better to wake him up first."

Cassandra pointed her wand at Harry: "Clear as spring water."

A stream of cold water was summoned by her, and the small wand seemed to have turned into a water pipe. It emerged from the tip of the wand, poured on Harry's head, and flowed into his clothes.

The unconscious Harry shuddered and woke up immediately.

"Cassandra?" He looked surprised.

"What are you doing, don't want to see me?" Cassandra put away her wand coldly.

"No, I just-" Harry stretched out his head and looked around, "I just thought Professor Dumbledore was coming to save me."

"Are you his treasure?" Cassandra asked back, "That's quite reasonable, but do you know what my treasure and Cyrus's treasure are?"

Harry nodded. He first asked Cassandra to untie him, then shook the water off his body and lit a fire to keep warm: "Professor McGonagall asked everyone who was treated as a treasure to go to the office. .Your treasure is Hermione, and Cyrus’s treasure is Ginny.”

"Hermione Granger?"

This is really a treasure to make up for.

Cassandra thought to herself.

"So, where is she?"

"I don't know, I passed out very early." Harry shook his head and said, after warming himself by the fire for a while, he felt a lot more comfortable, "I thought the professor would find me first..."

"Cyrus and that Grindelwald got into a fight." Cassandra said while lowering her head to study the footprints. "Dumbledore sent us down first——"

"you?"

"And Digory and Delacour," Cassandra raised her head, "Let's go, I think there should be no one else in the prophecy hall."

The two of them walked out together. When leaving the Prophecy Hall, they happened to see Cedric carrying the unconscious Zhang Qiu out, and Harry almost suffocated.

"Hey, Harry!" Cedric greeted Harry happily, "I found my treasure!"

"Yeah..." Harry said with great discomfort. He kept looking at Zhang Qiu, who was being carried by Cedric, and couldn't look away at all.

"Where's the Veela?" Cassandra asked.

As soon as Cassandra finished speaking, Fleur emerged from a certain room and replied in a bad tone, "Here she is!"

Several people looked over and immediately saw Fleur holding Hermione with one hand and Ginny with the other as she walked out with difficulty.

"These two girls were lying together, so I took them out."

"Thank you, this is my treasure." Cassandra raised her wand, and Hermione seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope and flew in the direction of Cassandra.

"Now you two have found the treasure?" Furong said in a weird tone, "In that case, what are you waiting for?"

The treasure has been found, which means that both Cassandra and Cedric have completed the second challenge. Now they only need to open the portkey to win and return to Hogwarts!

But Cedric glanced at Cassandra and saw that Cassandra was unmoved, and then he said seriously: "I won't do that."

"Does anyone remember we were an alliance?" Cedric said.

Fleur gave him a surprised look.

Although the three of them formed an alliance, for Fleur, this so-called alliance was just an insurance to avoid being eliminated by Cassandra. I am afraid that only Cedric took it seriously.

"I think we can win together, what do you think?" Cedric looked at Cassandra.

He was asking Cassandra for her opinion.

"It seems that someone wants to show some gentlemanly behavior?" Kassandra said sarcastically as usual, but in fact she had no objection to Cedric's proposal, "Forget it, after all you helped me find the 'treasure', I I don’t want to owe you a favor—Harry!”

"What?"

"What is this Veela's treasure?"

"Well, I remember it was a little girl." Harry thought for a moment and said.

"Gabriel!" Fleur screamed. She didn't expect that her treasure was actually her sister, and she felt a little anxious.

"Let's help find it together." Cedric thought for a moment and followed Cassandra's example in waking up Zhang Qiu. Hermione and Ginny also woke up, and the seven of them gathered around. Ginny didn't look very happy.

She thought she could see Cyrus as soon as she opened her eyes!

"Let's look for it separately."

"Look at me -" Kassandra repeated her old trick, "The traces of human beings are revealed."

As if a handful of golden powder was sprinkled on the crowd, in the circular hall, staggered footsteps extended to different rooms. Fleur immediately recognized Gabrielle's footprints - the child had not even reached school yet. Due to his age, the footprints look particularly small.

"She went to the Time Hall." Kassandra said with a serious expression and a frown.

"Any questions?"

No one realized there was anything wrong with this.

Except Hermione: "Didn't you notice that these were her own footprints?"

The alert witch raised her eyes and looked at the others, especially pausing at Fleur's delicate face: "We have all been enchanted, and it is impossible to wake up early."

"But, maybe something went wrong with the spell...?" Harry tried to think on the bright side.

"Gabriel is one-quarter Veela like me. Perhaps her magic resistance allows her to wake up early." Fleur also said with a stern face.

"This is unreasonable, not to mention, even so, she shouldn't wander around, right? We have all been reminded to stay where we are and wait for the rescue of the warriors," Hermione said.

At this time, Cedric also added something: "Delacour, I went to the Time Hall when I was looking for Qiu, and there was no one there."

Harry's heart broke when he heard Cedric calling Cho Chang's name affectionately. He tried not to show it, but he couldn't help but disagree with Cedric.

"Maybe you missed it, we can confirm it again."

"Good idea," Cedric said seriously.

So, the group of people walked towards the Time Hall again.

Zhang Qiu looked around with surprise on his face, excitement flashing in his beautiful almond-like eyes.

"This is my first time in the Department of Mysteries."

"I advise you to be cautious." Cassandra saw her relaxed look and immediately reminded her coldly.

Gabrielle's weird behavior, coupled with the fact that she was from Beauxbatons, easily reminded Cassandra of the Death Eaters' conspiracy. I thought those guys gave up the second game, but now it seems that they may have tampered with the "treasure".

"Are you saying there might be danger?" Zhang Qiu was still a little afraid of Cassandra, so she hid behind Cedric and shrank her head.

"It's best not to have any." Kassandra said so, but the wand was already raised in the most convenient position for offense and defense. Her serious look also affected the others, and the seven young wizards moved forward cautiously.

But there was no one in the Time Hall.

"No one is here?" Ginny almost took apart the huge grandfather clocks.

But Hermione stopped her: "Don't touch it, there are spells hidden in these clocks."

Of all the people present, Hermione knew the Time Turner the best.

The casing of the clock is actually a form of protection, and the magic of time exists naturally.

"Look..." Harry walked to the end of the Time Hall, where the floor was full of broken glass and glowing lights. "Cedric, when you last entered this room, was the glass here also broken?"

Cedric shook his head: "No..."

The broken glass attracted everyone. Suddenly, the broken glass was lifted up by some kind of force and gathered together again in everyone's surprised eyes.

"Time is messing up," Hermione cried worriedly.

This seemed to be a signal, and the stream of time suddenly spurted out, filling the corners of the entire room in an instant!

"when!"

Countless clocks start chiming at the same time!

From all directions came the continuous clicking sounds of soldiers arraying...surrounding them all!

Cassandra looked around, and the pendulums of all the clocks were rapidly reversing, forming a black shadow on one side!

"careful!"

Everyone subconsciously took a step back, but everything in this room was already in chaos. Harry just took a step back, but his body returned to where it was. Zhang Qiu, on the other hand, did nothing and suddenly returned to the room he had just entered. Moment.

Cassandra felt something passing by her quickly, like an illusory shadow.

"It's Gabrielle!" Fleur fell to the ground and yelled.

She saw Gabrielle's shadow walking in front of the glass cover, and she rushed towards the black shadow. However, in this moment, countless shadows and time rushed over, as if the whole room was in the torrent of time. A vortex is formed counterclockwise!

"boom!!!"

Golden light suddenly exploded!

A tall shadow walked out of the stream of time arrogantly.

He grasped the collar of the unconscious child with one hand, and his cold gaze swept over everyone present.

"Ah, Harry Potter." He said lightly.

Harry had never seen this face before, but he recognized who this person was at a glance -

Voldemort!