Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

It was a black-red cocoon.

In the dim world, it seemed like the magma that was about to cool down but was still warm had solidified.

Haierbo frowned, the corners of his eyes were twitching, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. But then, he felt that his idea was so ridiculous.

"My power is unmatched. How can anyone be stronger than me?" He sneered.

That was the magic power given to him by the God of Death, the power given to him by the God of Death!

No matter how powerful Cyrus becomes, the Elder Wand will give him an unparalleled improvement!

To be honest, if Grindelwald and Cyrus were still separated, he might be a little worried. Because the magic power of the Elder Wand only works on one person, his magic power can only be stronger than the stronger of the two people.

Out of confidence in himself and in order to gain stronger power, Halbo did not stop Cyrus and Grindelwald, but chose to wait.

"Let me see if what comes out of the cocoon is a butterfly or an ugly moth."

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet.

The rushing clouds and lightning seemed to have lost their sound. I don't know how long it had been - the world had lost day and night - but for Haierbo, this was a long wait.

Longer than his lifespan of thousands of years.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Only by continuing to offer the souls of Cyrus and Grindelwald to the God of Death can he gain true immortality. Gain the power that even time cannot corrode him!

His thousand-year longing was right in front of him, and the black cocoon was as tempting as a finally ripe fruit.

So he decided to give up waiting.

He raised his arm, and a hurricane that could level a city solidified into a gun between his palms.

When Haierbo lifted it up, even the space was distorted!

He threw it out without hesitation——

The compressed wind penetrated the black-red cocoon like a meat grinder. In an instant, countless wind blades blasted the cocoon into pieces!

"Snapped!"

It exploded like a soft tomato crushed by a speeding train!

Haierbo looked intently and frowned again.

After the cocoon was penetrated, nothing remained, nothing remained.

"Did they just get blown to pieces?" He found it unbelievable.

The power of this move is indeed huge, but with the strength of Cyrus and Grindelwald, it is not impossible to resist. At least it couldn't be bombed down to nothing.

He concentrated the magic power in his eyes, and his two gray eyes glowed.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized something was wrong.

Right at the center of the explosion, there was a space that was distorted, or in other words, there was an overlapping shadow. Just when Halbo was wondering if those were Cyrus and Grindelwald, the shadow took the initiative to reveal its true appearance.

Indeed it is them.

"Is that an invisibility cloak?" Haierbo was surprised.

I saw Cyrus taking off the silver shiny robe. Under the robe, his eyes were blood red, and even his hair turned dark red, and his whole body exuded ominous magic.

Grindelwald seemed to have aged a hundred years, one of his eyes was cloudy, and the other eye was simply missing - how could it be missing? ! Haierbo obviously knows where the magic eye has gone!

He looked into Cyrus's eyes, and sure enough, in the blood, there was a mysterious silver light shining!

That's Grindelwald's evil eye!

But unlike Moody's kind of prosthetic eye, this magic eye is not made later, but through magic inscriptions, which gives the originally ordinary eyes powerful magic power.

If you really want to say it, it is very similar to a magic experiment.

However, it's a little different.

Grindelwald made his fortune in Northern Europe. This magic eye was not his innate magic, but something he acquired later in life.

In order to obtain powerful power, he was not limited to searching for the Deathly Hallows, but also various other myths and legends. Muggle myths are most likely the history that wizards have experienced.

With this idea in mind, Grindelwald obtained this evil eye - in mythology, it belonged to Odin who sacrificed himself.

Of course, the power of the magic eye is not as powerful as in mythology, and its inventor is not a real god. But at this moment, some small help can be provided to Sellers.

Grindelwald has almost exhausted his magic power and life, and only the last breath is lingering.

Cyrus looked very indifferent. He turned over the invisibility cloak and turned it into a close-fitting robe. The magic of this cloak is not limited to hiding oneself, but more importantly, it has the power to protect.

Before, Cyrus had not been powerful enough to use its power to its full potential, but that was different now.

Cyrus raised his eyes and looked at Halpo. After the attack, Halpo made no other moves. He was just waiting and watching, obviously afraid that Cyrus would get more magical power than he expected.

He is very cautious, even more so than Voldemort.

But the Cyrus assassin's attention was not at all on Helbo. He held Grindelwald, who had only a little bit left in his arms, like a mummy that had dried up for thousands of years.

His face was expressionless, and all of Cyrus's emotions at this moment were used to resist the magic in his body.

The complete fusion of the two black dragons and the dark magic of countless dementors was too much for even his soul to bear. He had to concentrate all his attention to prevent the power from getting out of control.

What Halbo doesn't know is that now is the time when Cyrus can't be distracted the most, and it's also Halbo's best chance to kill Cyrus.

But he obviously missed it.

His cowardice and fear of death cost him the chance of victory.

Now, Cyrus held Grindelwald and slowly fell. His feet stopped on the sea, and without doing anything, a spiral tower rose up under his feet that ran through the sea.

The tower is towering and majestic, like a holy place!

He took Grindelwald to stay on the tower and laid Grindelwald flat on it.

He really didn't expect that Grindelwald would give all his magic to Cyrus. Not only was Morgana's legacy obtained from Voldemort, but also his hundred years of magical power!

Otherwise he wouldn't be so weak.

Even close to death!

Of course, Cyrus wouldn't let him die like this.

While Fitzgerald was talking to Harry, Ginny passed all the information about Helbo to Cyrus through the diary.

Grindelwald is one of the three immortal souls. After losing Dumbledore, he must not lose his soul again. So Cyrus cut his palm open and let the magic of the fountain of life water the dry body.

He woke up.

Although weak, Grindelwald survived.

"Ahem..."

He narrowed his lifeless eyes, and the shadows he saw were blurry. He could only vaguely tell that the man in front of him was Cyrus.

"So, I can't go see Albus?" he said regretfully.

"It's not the time yet," Cyrus said softly, "Besides, there's some bad news,"

Grindelwald uttered a syllable, signaling for Cyrus to continue.

"You have exhausted all your magic power. I'm afraid you will only become a squib in the future."

"I thought it was something big." Grindelwald said nonchalantly. He was very tired now, and the aging of his body was difficult for even a magic stone to resist. He let himself lie down.

Cyrus took off the invisibility cloak again and covered him.

It's like coaxing an old man to sleep.

Grindelwald did get some sleep.

Cyrus stood up, flew into the sky, and once again came to a place where he was eye level with Haierbo.

The pressure on him from Halbo was still great, and the Elder Wand increased Halbo's magic power as if there was no limit. Just when Cyrus felt that his power was invincible, Haierbo seemed to be indistinguishable from him again.

"I really didn't expect that the cloak actually has that kind of power to neutralize my attack." Haierbo said, then he shook his head and looked at Cyrus as if he was looking at an idiot, "But you shouldn't Give it to Grindelwald!"

"Without your cloak, what can you do to compete with me?!"

He was really angry.

Because what Sellers did was clearly a slight to him.

Does this idiot think he can be more powerful than himself without the Deathly Hallows?

That would be too arrogant!

The increase in power has no meaning. The stronger Cyrus is, the stronger he will be.

Only the Deathly Hallows can compete with the Deathly Hallows.

But for Cyrus, protecting Grindelwald is also an important thing. Halbo is very powerful, but Death is the final enemy.

What's more, he may not need an invisibility cloak to protect him now.

Cyrus looked at Haierbo, and there was huge magic flowing in every vein of him.

He felt like he could change the world with just one thought.

He drew his snakewood wand, the ancient wand now full of scars. It was weather-beaten and suffered more damage in this battle than it had in the past thousand years.

But after Cyrus brushed it gently, the snakewood wand became brand new again.

It has even become more powerful.

Cyrus' magic changed the nature of the snakewood, and the wand began to metamorphose, literally shedding a layer of skin like a snake.

If only the Elder Wand can compete with the Elder Wand, then wouldn't it be nice to just have one more Elder Wand?

The power of ancient magic can temporarily create a false Elder Wand, and for Cyrus, his magic at the moment has far exceeded Fitzgerald, and he does not need to look for legends.

He just needs to be a legend!

At this moment, Cyrus raised the snakewood wand high, and all the power in the world was poured into it, wrapped around its body!

Haierbo realized something was wrong.

He was convinced that he was witnessing the birth of a legend.

But how is this possible?

How can mortals compare to gods?

"God, you?" Cyrus sneered, "You are nothing but a pathetic thing. A waste with a dirty and cowardly soul. Even the God of Death despises your soul."

"How dare you speak to me like this!" Haierbo was extremely angry.

Because Cyrus did hit on something that hurts him.

His soul is disgusting even to the God of Death, like a puddle of sludge that has fermented with a putrid corpse for thousands of years. It is undeniable that Halbo does have great power now, but his soul is extremely despicable, not even comparable to Dumbledore's hair.

Now, even in terms of strength, he may not be able to match Cyrus!

Cyrus raised his arm slightly. On the sea, countless spiral towers stood up from the abyss. In an instant, the appearance of the world changed.

The forest of tall towers was majestic, and he stood on them like a god——

The next moment, Cyrus flipped his arm, and the world changed!

In an instant, Herbo fell towards the sky under the magic of Cyrus, but he quickly reacted. The Elder Wand allowed him to resist Cyrus' attack. At the same time, his counterattack Also coming one after another!

It was an extremely powerful spell. The moment Haierbo took action, the color of the world changed, and even time seemed to freeze!

Wherever the spell flies, the space along the way is collapsing!

"boom!!!"

Cyrus didn't dodge.

But the spell failed to hit him either.

In fact, the terrible spell was blocked by an invisible barrier before it touched Cyrus.

He seemed to be standing behind a huge mirror. The mirror blocked the spell and split into countless pieces, reflecting the beauty of the world from all angles like a kaleidoscope.

Although he left the invisibility cloak to Grindelwald, he memorized the inscription on the invisibility cloak.

Under this unparalleled magical power, he directly reproduced the magic power of the invisibility cloak.

Of course, this also requires the help of Grindelwald's Magic Eye.

These eyes also showed far more power than before in Cyrus. In his eyes, everything in the world no longer seemed to show appearances, but was constructed with its essence.

The essence of the world is magic and matter!

Even things without magical power still possess traces of magic.

It can be said that in his current state, Cyrus is already at the top of the magical world. As long as Haierbo still uses magic, he cannot win!

As long as his existence is material, he cannot win!

Cyrus's eyes glowed silver, and the next moment, terrible magic was inscribing words around him. The ancient rune words took the shape of magical animals, representing Ilvermorny and Hogwarts. The animals bit towards Haierbo like thunder!

Those ancient magics that were once engraved in the bodies of magical animals can now be directly reproduced by Cyrus.

And after being used by Cyrus, these abilities are much more powerful than before!

Now, the venomous snakes and horned water snakes that symbolize Slytherin have bound Herbo's body together, the thunderbirds and Ravenclaw's ravens have blinded Herbo's eyes, and the ocelots and lions have torn apart his eyes with their claws. chest.

Finally, the goblin drew his bow and shot Helbo through the heart, and the Hufflepuff badger bit out his throat!

Haierbo tragically fell into the endless current.