Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

The world fell silent.

The arrogant Herbo appeared briefly and showed amazing power, but then quickly withered in the hands of Cyrus.

Now, Cyrus looked at the calm sea, raised his hand slightly, and found the Elder Wand from the vast ocean.

The wand looked as delicate as ever, and exuded an ominous aura.

This is a cursed power!

Cyrus put away the Elder Wand, and unknowingly he finally became the master of the three Deathly Hallows!

The Elder Wand, Resurrection Stone, and Invisibility Cloak were all in his hands. He returned to the tower in the sea, and then cast a Muggle banishing spell on the entire sea area to prevent unprepared Muggles from discovering this place.

Grindelwald was still lying quietly on the ground of the tower. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, breathing steadily.

Cyrus pulled the invisibility cloak away from him, and Grindelwald's shallow dream was disturbed. He woke up and looked at Cyrus with his cloudy eyes.

"Did you kill him?" Grindelwald asked immediately.

Cyrus shook his head: "Not even close."

He did not forget that Haierbo was a soul that even the god of death despised.

And Haierbo also made a Horcrux. If the Horcrux is not destroyed, Haierbo will not die. The problem is that the two of them have no idea what Haierbo's Horcrux is.

"If we could turn back time, we might be able to find out." Grindelwald said regretfully. Even speaking now seemed to be very difficult for him, as if he could break his ribs just by taking a breath.

However, Cyrus raised his lips: "Who says I can't?"

"However, the Hall of Time has been destroyed by Voldemort."

"But I still have a time turner in my hand!" Cyrus opened his palm. He had left this time-turner behind a long time ago, just thinking that it might come in handy at some point.

Because there is only one, Cyrus is not particularly looking forward to it. Without the support of so many Sands of Time in the Time Hall, a small time turner cannot actually reverse time much.

He had thought that this thing might not have much effect.

But now it seems that it will be the key to eliminate Haierbo.

"Is it really possible?" Grindelwald seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope, and the corners of his eyes became bright again.

"Helpo's magic power allows him to see outside time without using any props." Cyrus said, thinking that when he was peeking into the past in the Qiuzhi Pavilion, Helbo discovered him across time.

Now that Cyrus's power has surpassed that of Herbo, he can escape the effects of time on his own.

Now that he can, Cyrus can only do better!

With the help of the Time-Turner, finding that Horcrux won't be a problem.

Hearing this, Grindelwald breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, as long as it can kill Haierbo, it is enough.

"I'll take you back to Hogwarts first." Cyrus grabbed Grindelwald's arm. He did not use Apparition because Grindelwald's current physical condition obviously could not bear the side effects of Apparition.

He took a gentler approach back to Hogwarts.

A little longer, of course.

It was obviously a terrible night as the castle was wrapped in thunderclouds, and Cyrus sensed that every gust of wind and raindrop in the air was filled with magic. Obviously, his battle in the North Sea affected this place.

Virtually all of Britain fell under his spell.

Even climatologists can't explain this bizarre storm.

Most people in Hogwarts had already fallen asleep amid the lightning. Strangely, the sound of thunder and lightning and rain was so noisy that it actually became their lullaby.

Cyrus ran directly to the eighth floor and took Grindelwald into the Room of Requirement.

Harry and the others were all gathered around here, and when they saw Cyrus suddenly barging in, everyone jumped up with joy.

"Cyrus!" Ginny and Hermione had obviously been worried for a long time. When they saw Cyrus back safely, they immediately rushed towards him, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Cyrus laid Grindelwald flat on the ground.

Then he comforted Harry and the others.

Harry and the others were relieved that Cyrus was safe, but on the other hand, they were also observing Grindelwald.

Grindelwald looks so miserable now. He is so old that he looks like he will break into pieces if touched.

Only then did Cyrus turn his attention to the two ladies in the portrait.

Fitzgerald was an old friend of his, and he was relieved to see Cyrus back safely: "I'm glad you're okay. Otherwise, I would have lost another friend."

This was the first time Arianna met Cyrus, but her attention was focused on Grindelwald at the moment.

"Is he okay?" she asked.

Grindelwald fell asleep again.

He was very tired. If Cyrus hadn't used the magic of the Philosopher's Stone to keep him alive, Grindelwald would have died long ago.

"It's okay for now." Cyrus said, "But he gave me all his magic power. I'm afraid he won't have any magic power from now on."

"He will become a squib? Like Filch?" Ron asked in surprise.

It was hard for him to imagine what life would be like after becoming a Squib. He actually doesn't discriminate against Squibs at all, but even he can't help but sympathize with Filch.

Sometimes, when he remembered that Filch was a squib, he even felt that he was not so hateful.

Ron felt that if he became a squib, it would be worse than death.

"That was his choice, too," Sellers said.

It’s also Grindelwald’s retribution.

Arianna gave Grindelwald a sympathetic look. Even though this man had caused her death, she still had deep sympathy for the old man.

Of course, there is resentment.

Because of Grindelwald, the Dumbledore family suffered too much.

Especially her brother, Aberforth.

He lost his brother, his sister and his son.

Cyrus didn't plan to stay here long. After he handed Grindelwald to Harry and the others, he planned to leave.

"Helbo is not dead yet, I have to go and eliminate him completely." He said.

"Wait, take me with you." Harry stood up, "After destroying Haierbo, you still have to deal with Death, right?"

Harry glanced at Grindelwald.

"Only three immortal souls together can fight against Death. But Grindelwald has no power anymore. You should take me with you, I can help you! Because I am the master of death!"

Cyrus looked at Harry's serious face and smiled, but at the same time he shook his head:

"Harry, I think Dumbledore would be very proud of you. You are much nobler than me and him." He said, "But you don't have to do this."

"This is not your responsibility," Cyrus said. "Besides, I am the master of death now."

"But……"

"What you should do more is to take care of Grindelwald and yourself. Don't let death take away your souls, okay?" Cyrus said, pressing Harry's shoulder.

In fact, Cyrus never felt that his soul was immortal. He was just an ordinary human soul. How could he be compared with Dumbledore?

From beginning to end, he also had no fear of death like Harry.

He believed that Harry and Grindelwald were the last two of the three immortal souls.

In this case, he couldn't let Harry go with him to find Death.

Knowing that the God of Death wanted his soul, and taking Harry with him, wouldn't that be a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?

"But……"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, just like I do every time," Cyrus glanced at Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Ron in turn. His expression was relaxed, as if what he was going to face next was not a big deal at all.

It seems that he is not facing the most terrifying enemy in the world, but dealing with trivial matters.

"Okay," Harry nodded and took a step back, "We'll wait for you to come back."

He looked at his friends. Ginny and Hermione had been crying.

Then, as they watched, Cyrus picked up the time-turner. He turned the knob and turned the hourglass upside down. The only sands of time in the world reversed, and the golden light began to beat.

Everyone stared at this scene in surprise, even Cyrus.

It was also his first time traveling through time. He was shocked to find that everything in this world seemed to be frozen.

Ginny and Hermione cried like tabby cats and froze in place, looking a bit ugly.

Everything seemed gray, with Cyrus the only color.

Then, time finally started to flow, just in reverse. He saw Harry's lips moving, but he couldn't tell what he said. Time was going backwards, and they were going backwards. Ariana disappeared into the picture frame in reverse...

Even he himself is going backwards!

He saw the gray self disappearing in place, which was the shadow he left behind in time.

Outside the window, the thunder was withdrawn, the lightning lit up from the end, and the rain on the ground rushed into the black sky. That was another sea!

Cyrus walked out of the castle. He heard the invisible clock ticking in his ears. Time went backwards, but the sky was still dark.

The castle was still gray, and many shadows passed through him like ghosts.

He was like an outsider, like an audience member of a movie, watching all this.

Time is still going back, the weather in the castle has improved, but the atmosphere has become sad. He saw Hagrid carrying Dumbledore's coffin in tears and burying it in the castle courtyard. Everyone held their wands high in mourning for him, and the phoenix hovered in the sky.

He saw that night, the despicable Herbo attacked Dumbledore, and the old man fell from the tower in pain. And the people he loved witnessed it all.

Then comes the competition...

These shadows of time flashed rapidly in his world, and Cyrus clearly understood that he could change everything with just a move of his fingers.

But he also understood that the real past would not be changed, and he could only create several different time and spaces like Voldemort did.

He seemed to have entered a tunnel, and the old past rushed towards him and flew away quickly from around his body.

He saw himself again.

This was when he had just been resurrected and was preparing to escape Hogwarts.

Seeing that young figure, Cyrus couldn't help but follow him.

He saw himself being defeated by Dumbledore as he had been... At this moment, he suddenly realized that he could do something, without changing the past.

Thinking of this, he took out his magic wand and left a "revelation".

So during a heavy rain not long after, a vague spell sounded in Cyrus' mind at that time.

Time finally formed a closed loop.

And he is still swimming against the current.

then.

It's the age of predators.

Harry's figures disappeared in the castle, replaced by James, Lily and Snape...the hidden pasts were unfolded in front of his eyes one by one. Later, these shadows flickered quickly, as if Like a bubble.

What Cyrus wants to trace back is the time thousands of years ago!

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"What should we do?" Ron asked.

With Cyrus gone, they were powerless again. He wanted to do something for his friends, but the things Cyrus was involved in were too dangerous.

With their abilities, there is nothing they can do or help with.

"Of course we have something to do," Harry said.

He was sure that he could do something. The first was to believe that Cyrus could defeat death and return, and the other was to attract more believers for Cyrus!

"Do you know what Malfoy is doing?" he asked. "He wrote to me before, saying that he was studying alchemy and Muggle physical chemistry. I think we should make some preparations early."

After hearing what Harry said, Ron looked in disbelief.

"Who did you say wrote to you? Malfoy?" He raised his voice, "Tell me I heard wrong!"

"What's so surprising about this?" Ginny said. "Don't you know that Dad and Lucius Malfoy are almost good friends? They talk about that Muggle invention all day long which is really brilliant! And they have already Going to revamp Muggle television. I can’t believe wizards still read newspapers!”

"The two families who have the worst dealings with each other are about to become best friends," Ron shook his head, and they left the Room of Requirement together. "This world is getting crazier and crazier."

"..."

late at night.

Grindelwald slowly opened his eyes.

The rainstorm stopped at some point. He stood up and looked around, convinced that he had returned to Hogwarts.

He felt relieved for a moment, but then he thought that Cyrus must be looking for Halbo's Horcrux in the torrent of time, but he could not do anything, so he felt very empty.

Now, all he wanted to do was rush to Dumbledore's grave and stay there to prevent Albus from getting too lonely.

That's exactly what he did.

But when he arrived at the white tomb, his eyes widened in surprise!

"Albus?"