Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

"This is something I made when I was young."

Dumbledore in the portrait frowned.

In front of him, Harry was holding the flashlight-like prop and waiting for him to continue.

So Dumbledore said again: "This is a de-luminator. It can absorb some light sources and hide you."

"It sounds exactly the opposite of a flashlight." Harry played with the de-luminator and asked the question he wanted to know most, "Besides that? It should have other uses?"

After getting the de-luminator for no reason, Harry obviously had no idea at all, and the voice that seemed to sound in his mind seemed to instruct him to make a choice.

At this time, who was the only person Harry and the others wanted to see?

It goes without saying-it's Cyrus!

𝟲𝟵𝘀𝗵𝘂𝘅.𝗻𝗲𝘁】

Someone wanted him to find Cyrus, and it was possible-the possibility was not very high-that it was Cyrus's request for help.

This possibility can be said to be very small, but Harry could not ignore the possibility that it really existed. If this was really Cyrus's request for help, then if he ignored it, Harry felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

If it was before, Harry would have acted impulsively for a tiny probability.

But now, he has learned something, that is: don't be afraid to rely on others.

This is actually what he needs to learn most.

Because of what he experienced at the Dursleys' house, Harry always felt that he was isolated and no one would help him. But in fact, it was not like that. He had so many friends and so many wise teachers. He could ask the wisest person in the world.

"It does have some other small uses," Dumbledore said, but he didn't make it clear.

Even if he was just a portrait, he was used to thinking about some problems in Dumbledore's way, and he was used to keeping secrets:

"But more importantly, how did it appear in your package? I never intended to leave the Deluminator to you, Harry." Dumbledore said.

In fact, because his death was too sudden, he made almost no arrangements for his inheritance. The person who was supposed to inherit everything was Aberforth, but Aberforth refused.

Later, all of Dumbledore's things were returned to Hogwarts, and they will be passed down from generation to generation as part of the school.

"Yes, unless someone wants me to use it." Harry looked at it and said, "Do you think it will be Cyrus? He may want to ask me for help in this way?"

"No," Dumbledore shook his head, "I don't think so. I talked to Cyrus before Cyrus went to find the god of death." Dumbledore looked at Harry with a calm and kind look, "He would rather sacrifice himself than let you continue to be in danger."

When he said this, Dumbledore still felt a little ashamed.

Because he wanted Cyrus to face the god of death with Harry at the beginning, he certainly knew that it was very dangerous, and Harry might even lose his life, but in Dumbledore's view there was no other way. One person's sacrifice can be exchanged for greater peace, and he thinks it is worth it.

But Cyrus is obviously different from him.

Harry didn't know about this, and he looked very surprised.

No one knew where Cyrus was during this period, but who would have thought that a person who had passed away would actually have intelligence.

He wanted to question Dumbledore, but Harry was so mature now. He knew it was not Dumbledore's fault. Cyrus did not want them to know where he was from the beginning.

"In fact, he was ready to sacrifice. It is impossible for him to put you in trouble because of his own danger." Dumbledore said, "I think there are two possibilities for the light-off device to appear in your hands."

"You say." Harry said.

"The first possibility is that after I die, all my inheritance belongs to Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, "I think you should understand, Harry, Hogwarts is not just a castle, it actually has magic. I often say that in Hogwarts, those who need help can always get help."

Harry nodded. In fact, this sentence was said by Dumbledore in his second year. At that time, they hid in Hagrid's house and watched the annoying Malfoy take Hagrid away.

Cyrus was still with them at that time!

"Then it is possible that the castle itself sensed that Cyrus needed help, so it brought it to you. Hogwarts has witnessed the lives of many wizards, as well as the wisdom left by the four founders. It is likely that the power it possesses is beyond your imagination."

"You mean, the four founders?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.

No one knows how powerful the four founders who founded Hogwarts are, but it can be seen from some of the magic props they created that they are extraordinary.

"I don't think so." At this time, the Sorting Hat interrupted.

It was placed on the shelf as usual. Harry turned his head and looked at it. He saw the hat said in a serious tone: "If it is the will of the castle, I think I can't be unaware of it."

The Sorting Hat was once the hat of Gryffindor, but in fact it contains the different qualities of the four founders in body and mind. For thousands of years, in the process of continuously sorting little wizards into different houses, it has long been completely integrated with the magic of the castle.

"But if not the castle, then who?"

"This is the second possibility." Dumbledore looked more serious than ever before. He looked through the frame and looked at Harry for a long time before slowly saying a name. :

"grim Reaper."

"Death?!" Harry's face was full of surprise, "But how is this possible?"

How could Death allow himself to help Cyrus?

"I'm afraid he doesn't want you to help Cyrus, but wants to deceive your soul like Grindelwald's. In this way, no one can beat him, not even Cyrus. It's impossible to defeat him," said Dumbledore.

"What?" Harry felt extremely angry at this moment.

What god of death is so despicable!

But Dumbledore laughed instead and said with relief: "You should not feel angry, but feel happy. Because the God of Death has set his sights on you instead of the Lord looking for his Cyrus, you know what this means. What are you wearing?"

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Harry obviously wanted to understand the key, and his expression became excited. He clenched his fists and his face turned red with excitement:

"This means that not even the God of Death dares to confront Cyrus head-on."

"Yes!" Dumbledore nodded, "I believe that the power of the God of Death is much more than that, but Cyrus has also made complete preparations. He also has three Deathly Hallows and is invincible. No matter how powerful the God of Death is, , at least we can see that when facing Cyrus, he chose to avoid the edge. "

Harry felt his heart beating wildly at this moment, as if the person who made death afraid was himself!

"So, Harry, you should understand that compared to helping Cyrus, it is more important to protect your own safety! I know you are very courageous, but now is definitely not the time to take risks."

"I understand, Professor Dumbledore." Harry said with a smile, "Recklessness is not bravery, is it?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and then responded with a smile.

Harry has grown far beyond his expectations.

Dumbledore has always valued Harry's talent, courage, and passionate emotions. But there was only one thing that worried Dumbledore, and that was that he was too impatient.

But now, Harry understands this most important truth. From now on, he will not act rashly or be timid. Dumbledore believes that he will achieve great things.

After saying goodbye to the portrait, Harry found Ginny and the others and completely relayed this part of the conversation.

"So we still don't know where Cyrus is." Ginny said disappointedly. She looked at Harry, "The Deluminator can help us find him, right?"

"Don't do anything stupid, Ginny." Hermione said seriously, "What we have to do now is not to find Cyrus, but to wait for him to come back."

"But what if he can't come back?!" Ginny shouted excitedly!

She was like a crazy little lion.

"You didn't listen to Dumbledore -"

"Even Dumbledore is not always right! What you said is just his guess!"

Ginny was so worried that she was unwilling to give up until she saw Cyrus with her own eyes. Hermione and Ron were somewhat unable to do anything about her. She had not listened to Ron so much since she was a child. The youngest brother was the least dignified one in the family.

"It's a correct guess, but Dumbledore's guess is almost correct." But Harry was different. His calm words carried great power and calmed Ginny down.

Sometimes, Ginny and the others felt that Harry sounded like Cyrus or Dumbledore.

In fact, Harry did imitate them, not just in the tone of his voice, but in the way he thought.

He discovered that sometimes speaking calmly was far more powerful than speaking irritably and blindly raising one's voice, just like now.

"Compared to Death or Cyrus, our power is too small, Ginny. Cyrus's enemy is not the Death Eaters, not Peter Pettigrew. We will cause trouble for him."

"I'm just worried..." Ginny weakened like a deflated ball.

Hermione quickly hugged her to prevent her from falling.

"Yes, we are all worried, but he is Cyrus. He has never lost, has he? Even Azkaban and Dumbledore can't lock him up," Harry said.

"Even Death fears him!"

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In the world of death, Cyrus was not as optimistic as Harry and the others believed.

The God of Death may just be looking for a simple and easy way to find Harry. This does not mean that even if he is weak, he does not dare to fight against Cyrus.

In fact, after trying to deal with Harry to no avail, Death finally set its sights on Cyrus.

Maybe it was because of the Deathly Hallows that he didn't do it himself, but countless undead souls finally appeared in front of Cyrus, endlessly opposing him!

And those enemies Cyrus was no stranger to—

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Voldemort and Herbo...

Of course, there are more than just a few of them, there are countless dead souls, but those people did not give Cyrus a deep impression.

They all have faces that Cyrus is familiar with, and the god of death has opened his mind to them. They all know that they are enemies with Cyrus, but they cannot control themselves. They can only be eliminated by Cyrus again and again, and stand up from the mud again.

"He is consuming your physical strength." The person who said this was not Dumbledore, or even Grindelwald, but Voldemort.

This pathetic soul was controlled by the god of death like a puppet, attacking Cyrus from all kinds of tricky angles.

But in Cyrus's view now, Voldemort's power has long been too different from his, and it can't even be considered how much trouble he has caused Cyrus. But he keeps resurrecting, as if he can never be eliminated.

"Thanks for the reminder, Voldemort." Cyrus blew all the enemies in front of him to pieces with a spell, then stepped back half a step, raised the golden cup and drank a sip.

He didn't know how long he had been in this world. There was no flow of time here, but he still felt hungry.

Fortunately, he remade the golden cup.

And in the endless battle, the crown also kept him conscious. He held the sword in his hand, and the Slytherin pendant protected his heart to prevent the vicious curse from hurting him.

To be honest, these four magic props looked like they were specially made to conquer death.

The golden cup gave him infinite physical strength, the crown prevented his will from being eroded, and the pendant protected his body... and Gryffindor's sword - Cyrus had long discovered that the ghosts chopped by it would take much longer to revive again than the dead souls destroyed by spells.

He split Dumbledore's body again, and the expression on the old man's face looked very painful.

Perhaps the god of death had been trying to use this method to shake Cyrus' heart from the beginning.

But He was wrong, and Cyrus did not hesitate at all when drawing the sword.

Up to now, he didn't know how many times he had "killed" Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Not to mention his hands were numb, even Herpo, who was constantly dying, was almost numb.

At the beginning, he saw Cyrus appear in front of him and cursed him with hatred!

As for now?

Cyrus almost killed him in seconds as soon as he showed his head!

"Tom is right, Cyrus." Dumbledore reunited his body in the sand again. The number of those dead souls was as numerous as the sea of ​​sand. "Death is indeed consuming your physical strength. Even if you have the Deathly Hallows and the relics of the four giants, you can't keep fighting."

As long as Cyrus is a little relaxed, Death can sneak attack Cyrus, break the curse of the Elder Wand, and seize Cyrus' soul.

Needless to say, Cyrus naturally understood this.

"What do you think?" He asked back, and cut off Grindelwald's head at the same time.

With a wave of the wand, thousands of dead souls were destroyed by him. But then, the bodies of the undead occupied all the sand dunes again.

"I remember that you have an evil spell that can drive the dead souls to help you fight?" Dumbledore smiled and reminded Cyrus while casting the Death Curse at him, "I think now is the time to use it."

"Hot Hell?"