Hogwarts: Damn it, I became Voldemort

Chapter 193 The Disappearance of Voldemort

Let the International Federation of Wizards directly host it?

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that Cyrus's proposal was very reasonable.

His original plan was to hold the Triwizard Tournament to close the connection between Durmstrang and Beaubaston and Hogwarts, so that the British wizarding community would not be left alone when Voldemort returned. .

When Voldemort was rampant in Britain more than ten years ago, there was almost no help from the international community. This is because when Grindelwald brought disaster to the world, Britain also watched the fire from afar, which resulted in that bullet eventually hitting itself again.

But who would have thought that even though Voldemort was resurrected, he would be eliminated by Cyrus in less than half a day, but the originally planned game couldn't be stopped like this, right?

Under such circumstances, Cyrus suddenly proposed to participate in the competition as the headmaster of Ilvermorny. It was difficult for Dumbledore not to suspect that he had some ulterior secrets.

He specifically inquired about the news of Cyrus in North America, and even exchanged letters with Bute.

However, Old Boot's high praise for Cyrus in the letter made Dumbledore think that Cyrus would never be as extreme as Voldemort, so he was actually quite relieved.

After meeting with Cyrus again today, he already knew that Cyrus might also want to break the confidentiality law.

To be honest, Dumbledore didn't have the attitude that breaking the law of secrecy was like meeting a savage beast. He confronted Grindelwald simply because Grindelwald went too far in breaking the law of secrecy, causing many casualties.

Moreover, his attitude towards Muggles is also very subtle and difficult to figure out.

Grindelwald didn't think so. He thought Muggles had other uses, but mules pulling carts also had their uses. Few wizards view Muggles as equals.

As for Muggles, they are more afraid of wizards.

"In this case, the referee will be handled by people from the International Federation of Wizards. I hope this exchange competition can go smoothly."

Fear of the unknown power, jealous of the talents they don’t have, so they exclude and bully...

This has never happened before in the Triwizard Tournament.

But later, especially after Grindelwald escaped from Godric's Hollow, Dumbledore's temperament changed drastically. He became taciturn and rational, and he looked at the world from another perspective. He asked himself more than once, are wizards necessarily good and Muggles necessarily bad?

If so, why did Grindelwald, whom he loved so much, run away when he needed him to stay the most?

But Dumbledore knew very well that if Grindelwald broke the law of secrecy, it would definitely bring disaster to the world, because the Umbrella Party's action plan was originally customized by Dumbledore for Grindelwald - Dumbledore at that time Due to family changes, he hates Muggles very much.

It is not easy to cross this gap. When two completely different things collide, the first thing that will happen is conflict and contradiction. Therefore, Dumbledore was more worried about this. He believed that neither wizards nor Muggles were prepared.

Cyrus certainly had arrogance.

Pride breeds prejudice, and they think Muggles are worthless.

If it weren't for Muggles, his sister wouldn't have become the Obscurial, his mother wouldn't have died so quickly, and his father wouldn't have been imprisoned in Azkaban and died tragically...

Later, Dumbledore figured out that from beginning to end, pride, prejudice and fear were the biggest enemies between wizards and Muggles.

Wizards look down on Muggles, such is their arrogance. Not only wizards who believe in pure bloodism feel arrogant towards Muggles, but even wizards born from Muggles are equally arrogant. They feel that they are different from ordinary people. How can a mere Muggle associate with them?

To be honest, it is impossible to expect him not to hate Muggles. As long as he is not cold-blooded, he cannot forgive the death of his relatives.

But in the end they all came to an agreement.

Since they were standing still, Cyrus didn't mind a push from behind.

Then, the four of them exchanged some other details. For example, Cyrus hoped that the entire game would be broadcast live, otherwise it would be uninteresting as a spectator. At the same time, he also proposed that instead of a single warrior, he would participate in the game as a team.

At that time, his chest was filled with hatred!

Why did his sister die under their curse again?

However, in his opinion, there is nothing wrong with people with talents being proud of their talents. He has never lost sight of his own power. Because he knows better than anyone how powerful Muggle weapons are.

Maybe he is right, but now that fifty years have passed, wizards still have not made much progress. It is not so much that they are not prepared, but that they are content with the status quo and do not have the courage to face a brand new world.

Now, just a few months later, the Final Four Tournament will officially begin.

"See you then!" Dumbledore stood up from his seat, his wizard robe reflected in the obsidian ceiling above his head. Cyrus and others also stood up from their chairs and walked outside.

At this time, Dumbledore stopped Grindelwald.

"Ms. Veda Rozier, would you like to stay a few minutes longer?"

"I am glad to."

Two of them stayed.

Naturally, Cyrus and Barty Jr. would not disturb them at an inappropriate time, especially Barty Crouch Jr., who was in a hurry to go back and prepare for the tournament and had no time to inquire about Dumbledore's tidbits.

So he and Cyrus walked out of the conference room together and walked side by side in the empty black corridor.

"You are really tall, Ms. Maxim." Cyrus sighed casually.

He himself was no longer short, almost as tall as Dumbledore. But when he stood with Maxim, he felt like he was in the other person's chest.

"I just have a big frame." Little Barty pretended to be unhappy and said unnaturally. Then he refused to say a word.

The reason why Barty Crouch Jr.'s disguise can deceive so many people is because he has very good control over details. When he became Lupin, he would always live Lupine's way, and that was the same now.

He knew that bloodline was a secret that Maxim was ashamed to reveal, so when Cyrus mentioned this aspect, he immediately showed an angry expression and coldly ended the conversation.

For the next section of the journey, the two people did not exchange a word, until two figures, one black and one white, appeared at the end of the corridor.

Bella, wearing a black dress, pointed her crooked wand at the other man.

The man's face was all too familiar to Cyrus - Lucius Malfoy.

"What are you doing here, Lucius Malfoy?" Bella's tone was very cold, and the look she looked at Lucius was not kind.

"I just have something to tell my master." Lucius pressed his chapped lips hard, his face was ashen, and he held the gentleman's crutch tightly with both hands.

He didn't seem to be living a satisfactory life, so that even though he refused to give in when facing Bella because of his face, it could be seen that he lacked confidence and his momentum was weak.

"Your master?" Bella sneered, "You're not talking about the noseless monster, are you? If so, you should go to the grave to find him!" "I mean Mr. Cyrus." Malfoy stiffened. said.

But Bella waved the wand fiercely at Malfoy, and the tip of the wand transformed into a whip, which hit Lucius hard on the face, leaving a bloody wound.

"How dare you call the master by his first name?" Bella's voice was cold.

She was very vindictive and was very angry that Lucius had not crossed the flames and followed Cyrus. If she hadn't been in the Ministry of Magic now and the competition was imminent, I'm afraid Bella wouldn't have talked nonsense with Lucius at all. Even if he didn't take his life, he would still be punished by having his bones cut out.

"You poor thing, a running rat and bug!" Bella cursed in disgust.

She is not a good person. Although Cyrus used ancient magic to free Bella from the negative effects of black magic, her original ruthless character did not change.

What Cyrus needs is not a kind Madonna, he wants a sharp blade that can kill people!

But this time, Bella misunderstood Lucius.

In fact, staying with Voldemort was arranged by Cyrus. But Cyrus didn't expect to see him here.

'Could it be Voldemort's arrangement? '

Cyrus thought to himself and took the initiative to walk towards Lucius.

"You don't have to be so harsh on my friends, Bella." Cyrus stopped Bella from abusing Lucius. At the same time, he also noticed that Lucius looked away from him.

Do not--

Cyrus rolled his eyes without leaving any trace and caught a glimpse of Maxim who was walking with him.

'Lucius was wary of her. '

Cyrus already had suspicions in his mind, but he did not say it directly. Instead, he greeted Lucius cordially.

"How have you been lately, Lucius? I'm afraid you won't have a good life following your poor master, right?" He said with a mocking look on his face, pretending to be sarcastic, "You are now in front of me, won't you? Are you planning to betray him and join me again?"

"I was too stupid before, Lord Dark Lord..." Lucius' voice trembled and he lowered his head, as if he was afraid of Cyrus' punishment, "Now I am determined to return to you and serve you!"

His groveling look was obviously meant to show Maxim.

Cyrus had never thought that his acting skills were so proficient. He could really accompany Voldemort. It was impossible for him to have no ability at all.

"You are a smart man, Lucius, but betrayal is shameful. How do I know if you will betray me again?" Cyrus asked softly.

"It's definitely not betrayal, Master!" Lucius choked and said, "I just recognized the wrong person..."

"Not a bad excuse," Cyrus sneered first. Lucius's face was immediately filled with fear. Even little Barty's expression, not far away, changed slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed. It seemed that Cyrus was too vigilant and troublesome.

He originally just wanted to plant a spy next to Cyrus, just like Snape.

And there were not many people he could choose from. Lucius, who had helped Cyrus resurrect before, was the most suitable.

At this moment, seeing how Cyrus was failing, Barty Jr. also gave up hope. But at this moment, Cyrus changed his tune.

"But I should give you a chance. You helped me come back to life, right? I won't treat those who helped me badly, Lucius." Cyrus didn't even look at Barty Jr. when he spoke. , but little Barty’s every move was under his watch.

"Thank you, my master..."

Lucius cried like a girl, and little Barty showed his confusion at the right time. It was much larger than a human being, with a puzzled expression on her delicate face like the eight-foot lady.

"Sorry, I heard you talking about Lord? Could it be that you are still a lord?" Little Barty asked in a high voice.

"Yes, they sometimes call me the Dark Lord." Cyrus smiled at him and said sarcastically, "But I don't like this title at all. Do you know? Only losers are Dark Lords, and winners Then he will be called 'the greatest wizard'. But some fools don't understand this truth and are still complacent!"

After saying that, Cyrus chuckled and walked out with Bella and Lucius without looking back.

As soon as he stepped out of the Ministry of Magic, he immediately performed Apparition and Coordinated Apparation, taking Bella and Lucius across half the world and back to the gate of Ilvermorny.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Lucius's body shook. He held his stomach in discomfort, arched his waist, and retched.

Bella was used to Cyrus' long-distance apparation, and after taking two steps, the discomfort completely disappeared.

"Tell me what's going on."

"Well, he wants to place a spy beside you." Lucius's answer was just as Cyrus expected. On the contrary, Bella was full of surprise, because listening to the conversation between Cyrus and Lucius, it was obvious that Lucius was not a person who had just surrendered and could not be trusted yet. On the contrary, he had been a person for Cyrus a long time ago. Les served.

"Voldemort's order?"

Lucius shook his head: "No, it was the order of Barty Crouch Jr. The black... mysterious man disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

Cyrus raised his eyebrows, but these words made him feel a little strange.

Voldemort now has only one soul left. Where can he go if he doesn't stay with his loyal servant?

"I don't know," Lucius shook his head, "I guess even Barty Jr. doesn't know. He just said that during his return, let us listen to Barty Jr. in everything. Crouch's.

"I think he must have some plan, otherwise he wouldn't give up participating in the Triwizard Tournament when he is so weak."

Hearing Lucius say this, Bella's face clearly showed concern.

But Cyrus didn't take it to heart.

"Don't worry, what if he has some plans?"

"I am here."

(End of this chapter)