Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

"Patronus Charm? Tom can actually use the Patronus Charm?"

Dumbledore sat in his office, putting down the letter in his hand, with a surprised expression on his face. ♗

This letter was sent to him by Fudge from the Ministry of Magic, which had a department dedicated to communicating with Soul Eaters.

A few days ago, the leader of the Soul Eaters, who was driven away by Cyrus with the Patronus Charm, contacted the Ministry of Magic and asked them why they allowed prisoners to enter Azkaban with wands. To this end, the Ministry of Magic specially conducted a second inspection on Cyrus, and only then confirmed that the young-looking wizard could cast some spells without a wand.

Looking at it this way, the young man looks more like the descendant of the great wizard, the successor of Slytherin, than before.

Because Dumbledore paid special attention to Cyrus, Fudge immediately wrote a letter to Dumbledore. At the same time, this smooth guy was also worried that Cyrus might use this method to escape from Azkaban, so he was abnormal. Worrying, even Malfoy's previous application had been pushed back several times.

Fudge wrote this letter to ask Dumbledore to strengthen the magical confinement of Cyrus. Even if the other party left the prison, he would not be able to deal with a large number of Soul Eaters, but if those guys could not enter the prison, they would not be able to deal with it. Will feel dissatisfied.

For Dumbledore, throughout the school year, Tom Riddle gave him a very strong sense of weirdness. If Tom didn't choose to kill the students who were attacked directly at the beginning because he was worried about his immediate demise, many things that followed were difficult to explain.

The other party could have killed Ginny Weasley, but he didn't, and the killing curse he fired that night had almost no power.

Now, Tom Riddle has cast a Patronus without a wand inside the prison. This is not an ordinary curse. Voldemort, who does not understand love and many other positive emotions, may be able to feel happiness, but he will never feel happiness.

Thinking that the other party had always emphasized that his name was "Cyrus", Dumbledore doubted his own judgment for the first time.

"Isn't he really Tom Riddle?"

But no matter which possibility it was, it was really necessary for him to go to Azkaban himself and cast a powerful anti-locking spell on the opponent's shackles. It would be better to add some other magical restraints.

It just so happened that school was on holiday now. Without any delay, Dumbledore grabbed a handful of Floo powder and got into the fireplace.

"The British Ministry of Magic."

Green flames suddenly ignited, and in an instant Dumbledore was brought to the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge had been waiting for a long time.

"You're here Dumbledore." He hurried up to meet them and said slightly nervously, "Let's leave immediately, otherwise we don't know what trouble those Soul Eaters are going to cause."

"I have long warned that letting Soul Eaters guard Azkaban is not a good choice." Dumbledore said.

It was common knowledge that he disliked the guards at Azkaban. But the Ministry of Magic obviously doesn't think so. The Soul Eaters staying in Azkaban can be said to be put to good use. If they are not allowed to stay there, the Ministry of Magic will have to find a way to deal with these troublesome things.

"Let's talk about this later..." Fudge was vague.

He was not tall. Standing next to Dumbledore, he looked almost a head shorter than him.

Dumbledore was not surprised by his attitude towards Soul Eater. In fact, no one has any objection to letting Soul Eaters guard Azkaban since Eldridge Diggory, the Minister of Magic, proposed to ban the Soul Eaters but failed.

Dumbledore's arrival was expected by Cyrus, and he was even prepared that the other party would move him to another place to be locked up alone, but Dumbledore only left a powerful protective spell on his cell. , ensuring that even if he gets the wand, he can't easily leave the cage.

Once the magic on the cage begins to collapse, the magic will immediately leave a mark on Cyrus, and Dumbledore will immediately know Cyrus's location.

"I think you can add a little insurance to ensure that he can't perform any magic." Fudge said worriedly. According to Dumbledore's approach, the demands of the Soul Eaters have not been resolved at all.

"I think the Minister of Magic is right. If you are so afraid of me, why don't you tie me up with iron chains?" Cyrus raised his eyebrows. He was deliberately irritating Dumbledore.

From the first time the two met in their true colors, Dumbledore immediately felt that Cyrus and Voldemort were two different individuals. But young Tom Riddle was extremely good at demagoguery, and this left a deep impression on him.

When it comes to Voldemort, Dumbledore would rather "kill the wrong person."

Having said that, since the "Tom" who called himself "Sellers" in front of him really made him feel different, he was willing to give the maximum tolerance, that is, to narrow the scope of Cyrus' magic to only Affecting his own cell was considered "payback" for not actually harming any of the little wizards in Hogwarts.

"I only hope that you can learn to repent well in Azkaban." Dumbledore said softly, "especially seeing how painful your old friends are. It would be worse to die than to lose what is left of them." A little bit of happy time.”

"This is not like the speech of the saint Dumbledore."

"I never was."

Dumbledore left.

He passed by the cells of many Death Eaters. Most of them were crazy or simply rolled their eyes and fell to the ground. There was only one exception. When he passed in front of Sirius' cell, the prisoner inside looked at him like a quiet black dog.

There was a trace of complaint hidden under the calm gaze.

Dumbledore was a little surprised.

"Sirius," Fudge said immediately after noticing Dumbledore's brief pause, "I heard that he seemed crazy when he first came in, but now he is honest. Is this terrible murderer? ?”

Sirius said nothing.

"Yes." Dumbledore left.

Azkaban once again sent away its visitors, but soon new ones arrived.

After sending Dumbledore away, Fudge finally gained confidence in the safety of Azkaban, and Malfoy's application was finally approved.

The couple separated after entering Azkaban. Although Fudge acquiesced, he also came with him as a companion, but he only stopped in front of Sirius' cell, leaving plenty of space for Malfoy.

He didn't think Malfoy could make any trouble. Azkaban was not one that could be entered casually. Malfoy had been ensured that there was nothing in his hands that could help any prisoner leave, let alone "Tom Riddle." Dumbledore's cell also cast spells himself.

"Sirius, I hope you can give me the Gringotts key to the Black family. You have been sentenced to life imprisonment, and I am also one of the legal heirs to the Black family legacy." Narcissa couldn't help but look at her. Glancing deeper, she was completely distracted.

"Give the Black family inheritance to Malfoy? I think you are crazy!" Sirius grinned. Even though he had promised the man named Cyrus to briefly cooperate with Malfoy, but That didn't mean he had any good feelings about the Malfoys.

Not to mention, he could have left his legacy to Harry.

"What's wrong? Is it possible that the Malfoy family is also starting to be short of money?"

"I think - maybe, Draco - he needs -" Narcissa felt like she was suffering every moment.

She was worried about whether the dark lord was really in jail like this. In fact, this possibility is probably very small. She is more worried about whether the other party is satisfied with Draco. Worried that he might anger Draco.

But Sirius seemed unwilling to pay attention to her. He turned his dark but shining eyes to Fudge, who was reading the newspaper.

"Have you finished reading the newspaper? If so, why don't you give it to me? I want to do some crossword puzzles to pass the time. You know it's really boring here. I had an interesting friend a few days ago, but it's a pity..."

"Take it." Fudge threw the newspaper to him impatiently.

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