Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Cyrus waited until July 30th.

He also didn't expect Voldemort to be so calm, and he didn't even come to visit him until the day before the game started.

He walked around the empty house of the Dursley family alone. In fact, many days ago, he cast a spell on the three members of the family, allowing them to temporarily leave Privet Drive and go there. Went to stay with Aunt Maggie for a few weeks.

It's not that the Dursleys offended Cyrus and allowed him to occupy the magpie's nest, but considering that the place might be attacked by Death Eaters, Cyrus had to pretend to be Harry, so naturally he couldn't show his true skills. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect them.

But he didn't expect that until it was getting dark, Voldemort's men didn't show up.

"Looks like he's planning to take action on the road." Cyrus thought.

The purpose of Voldemort's late action is actually easy to understand.

He believed that the later he took action, the more Cyrus and Dumbledore would relax their vigilance. At the same time, once he succeeded, the game would be the next day, and Dumbledore and Cyrus would have no chance to recover.

But on the other hand, this also means that Voldemort is also very convinced of the information revealed by Snape.

He believed Snape!

"Okay, let's go back to school, Hedwig." Cyrus has packed all of Harry's luggage. When he came, he kept everything simple. There were very few things in the suitcase, but he brought it with him. Firebolt and Hedwig.

This owl is so special.

Snow-white and beautiful, no one can mistake it.

Cyrus has been with it for a while and likes Hedwig quite a lot. He wants to make sure that Hedwig is not in danger.

Otherwise, it would be too cruel if Harry found out that he was not dead, and what he saw after defeating Voldemort was Hedwig's body. In fact, if it were like the original work, Hedwig couldn't even find the body.

He sat in the living room for a while and played Dudley's game console for a few minutes. After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, the fireplace that had been extinguished for a long time suddenly started to burn, and several figures jumped out while coughing——

"Ahem, you stepped on my foot," Sirius complained the loudest. He glared back unhappily, and Lupine pushed him forward.

Then, Arthur Weasley, Kingsley, Moody...even Ron and the twins.

Several people came out one after another, all of them looking disgraced.

Ron was the first to run over and say hello. He looked a little worried, his face was tangled, and his facial features were twisted together, as if he had eaten a sour orange.

"Are you okay, Harry?" he said, "It's your birthday tomorrow, but this happened to you. I prepared a birthday present for you, but I can only give it to you tomorrow."

If everyone is okay tomorrow.

Ron added this in his mind.

"Harry, I think you already know. Dumbledore thinks that the mysterious person may come to attack you, so let us escort you." The most stable Arthur said.

What Snape said to Voldemort at the beginning was that "someone would escort Harry back to school" and put on a whole show, otherwise Voldemort would become suspicious.

Moreover, no one present knew that Harry was pretending now.

No one thought there was anything wrong with Voldemort coming to capture Harry. In fact, he had already captured Harry several times.

"Thank you." Cyrus nodded shyly, as if he had been prepared for a long time, "Then let's set off..."

There was no transformation part this time, and it was actually unnecessary. Cyrus just wanted to create the illusion of an escort, and did not really intend to return to Hogwarts safely.

He wanted to pretend to be caught by Voldemort and return the ownership of the Elder Wand to Voldemort——

The higher he stands, the more painful it will be when he falls!

Not only will it hurt him, but it will also kill him!

"Great, let's get going," Moody said. No one asked for the Floo Network.

It was easy for them to get here, but it was impossible to leave via the Floo Network. No one knows if there are any Voldemort people in the department of magic that manages the Floo Network.

Maybe Harry just got into the fireplace and appeared directly in front of Voldemort the next second.

Although he was originally going to deliver it, he couldn't be so obvious.

Portkeys or Apparition were even less feasible, since Ron was underage and had traces of traces on him. As long as they cast magic near this area, they will be sensed immediately.

To be honest, that's why Cyrus made sure to include Ron as an escort.

His transformation into Harry was seamless, but there was no trace of it.

"Let's go, get your broom, Harry. The Firebolt is pretty good!" Moody's eyes turned horribly, and he greeted, but before he could take action, he heard another cold voice.

"I'm afraid you can't go anywhere." Snape said slowly.

He didn't know when he appeared on the stairs of the second floor. There seemed to be something struggling in his mire-like eyes.

"Snot-nosed?" Sirius was still stunned for a moment, "There is no such thing as this escort..."

Before he finished speaking, he figured out the key.

The appearance of a person who shouldn't be here can only mean one thing -

"You betrayed?" Sirius' throat was burning.

"You are right, Sirius, do you want me to give you extra points?" Snape raised the corners of his mouth and showed a sarcastic and happy smile. No matter which side he was on, it brought him the most real happiness when he satirized Sirius.

Everyone subconsciously protected Harry, even Ron.

"He doesn't even pretend now." Ron said angrily to Cyrus, "No wonder he has been targeting you before. Now that his master is back, he can't wait to run back and be his traitor. ! No wonder Dumbledore didn’t let him escort us!”

It's a pity that Snape still found out about this special time.

Ron didn't say the second half of his sentence.

Many people present were as outraged as him, but to be honest, not many people were surprised by Snape's sudden betrayal. People like Lupin and Arthur used to believe in Snape because Dumbledore believed in Snape.

Now, since Dumbledore did not let Snape join the escort, it has shown that Dumbledore no longer trusts him. Under this premise, Snape's betrayal is also to be expected.

They felt that Dumbledore was a master of knowledge.

"But if he really knew what he was doing, he should come to escort him personally." Snape sneered, "How can you guys be enough?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cyrus saw from the window dozens of shadows floating past like ghosts outside the house, and Death Eaters gathering like wandering sharks.

Then came the unscrupulous spell attack!

Those people don't care about the secrecy laws. In the past, they caused riots and slaughtered Muggles for fun. Now, even if they restrain themselves, they are not much better.

At this moment, Barty Jr. led his men to blow open the wall of the Dursley's house and walked out with a sinister smile.

Sure enough, after watching "Harry", Barty also believed in Snape a little bit.

"Well done, Snape." He said, then looked at Harry who was surrounded by the crowd, and smiled, "Do you think you can still hide, Harry? Come here yourself, kneel before the Dark Lord In front of you, maybe you can ask the Dark Lord to spare your friend's life, otherwise they will all die tonight."

Hearing this, Cyrus took a step forward, and Ron quickly grabbed him.

"What are you doing? Don't go!"

He thought Cyrus was really planning to turn himself in.

Cyrus pushed him away, followed Harry's example, and shouted at him sternly, "Really?"

"Your master is so powerful, why don't you come here in person?"

"Or is he afraid of being trapped, afraid of Cyrus and Dumbledore, so he hides and doesn't dare to show his face?"

"He's just a stinky sewer rat. He wandered around on the ground for two days and then he thought he belonged to the sky?!"

Little Barty's face immediately turned gloomy. How could he tolerate his master being humiliated!

"Do it and kill them!"

But the first one to take action was not the Death Eaters, but Moody!

In fact, he had already taken the lead in launching the attack before Barty Jr. shouted the order to take action. As an experienced Auror, he knows better than anyone that war is not a duel, and it is very important to seize the opportunity.

Is it possible that we still have to wait until both parties have finished speaking before taking action?

How about a cup of afternoon tea?

How ridiculous!

"Avada Kedavra!"

He even casts the Death Curse as soon as he strikes, making him even more of a Death Eater than a Death Eater!

Many of Voldemort's new subordinates were from France, and they were not as cruel as the original Death Eaters. Moody's brazen attack shocked them.

This spell was carried out by little Barty.

He and Barty Jr. are old rivals!

At this moment, little Barty had already reacted. The Dursley's carpet seemed to have come to life. It seemed to have returned to its raw material, but it was a little too original.

A goat jumped up and stood between the two men.

Before it could even utter a cry, it was hit by the killing curse and turned back into a tattered blanket.

In this instant, this poor house immediately turned into a battlefield. A dozen people threw out spells at the same time, like hundreds of fireworks flashing together, and the sound of exploding spells could be heard everywhere.

Cyrus saw Ron shrinking his head subconsciously, and then forced himself to look up again. He saw Arthur Weasley blocking his son behind him with his right hand, and saw Sirius roaring and attacking Snape... …

Of course Snape would be happy to challenge him!

"Come on, let's see what tricks you, the dog, can do without that bastard James Pott here?" he said coldly, his whole body turning into a wisp of smoke.

The two people's spells collided at the same time, almost equally.

Arthur was dealing with several Death Eaters at once, firing spells while holding a gun in his other hand.

Magic firearms - Cyrus made several of these at the time. The first one was given to Harry, and was later added to Ron, Ginny and Hermione. Naturally, they will not forget this breakout operation. These magical props that once shined in competitions.

Arthur almost shot away several Death Eaters with one shot.

"I didn't know this thing was so useful!" He said with excitement on his face.

Ron's performance wasn't bad either. Although he looked extremely nervous, he still fought off several Death Eaters.

Ron was getting better and better with Cyrus at his side helping him.

"Collapse!" He swung out the spell and hit a Death Eater. However, the effect of the spell was not very good. The Death Eater was dizzy, but he quickly recovered and was ready to fight back.

But before the guy even raised his wand, Cyrus took action first.

In order to disguise himself as Harry, he had to hold back his strength and make his strength look about the same as Harry's.

"Well done Harry, we worked great together!" Ron shouted happily.

But soon, he was not so optimistic.

Because there are too many Death Eaters!

And except for Moody, others rarely use dark spells. Ordinary spells don't do much damage. Death Eaters are not idiots who only get beaten. Sometimes even if the spells have an effect, they are not enough to kill them. The degree of loss of combat effectiveness.

There are more and more of them.

Constantly surrounding the members of the Order of the Phoenix and dividing them into small pieces, making it difficult for them to help each other.

Cyrus pretended that he was tired of coping, but in fact he was waiting for Voldemort to show up.

But Ron was really tired of dealing with it.

The wand in his hand was almost knocked away by a spell, and the back of his hand felt as if it had been whipped to death by a whip. If Cyrus hadn't taken action at the critical moment, I'm afraid his life would have been lost.

"What should we do?" Ron yelled.

"Ron, George - take Harry away!" Arthur shouted, who was far away.

He only had time to shout out George's name because there were fewer syllables, but everyone knew he was talking about his three sons.

"Let's break out!" Fred didn't have time to play games with names and identities now. He grabbed Cyrus's arm, and with the other hand, he and George threw many strange things and beat the surroundings. The Death Eaters were caught off guard.

Then another shot opened the miserable door of the Dursley's house.

"run!"

The four people immediately ran outside.

"Let's go ride Sirius' motorcycle!" George shouted.

Since Hagrid left Hogwarts, he returned the motorcycle to Sirius.

They rushed toward the road, and the motorcycle was parked not far away—but they would never reach it.

"boom!"

A flash of fire broke out, and a spell that came from nowhere blew the motorcycle to pieces. Not just the motorcycle, but the street and the entire Privet Drive were shattered to pieces by the power of the spell. Those smooth asphalt roads were now broken into pieces. Broken stones on the river bank.

The impact of the explosion was like a strong wind and almost knocked the four of them down.

Cyrus took two steps back and hit a cold wall——

It was Voldemort's chest.

The Dark Lord has finally arrived.

"You're in my clutches, Harry."

It was you who fell into my trap, Voldemort. Cyrus thought.