Hogwarts: Damn it, I became Voldemort

Chapter 258 Let’s go and meet the God of Death
"Cyrus, why are you here?"

Harry and others looked at him in surprise.

After going through so many things, Cyrus was almost the same as the professors at Hogwarts. The castle itself recognized him, and Professor McGonagall and others also respected him very much.

Even at the beginning, McGonagall even proposed to him that he would take over the position of principal.

Of course, Sellers refused.

"We thought you would be very busy now." Ginny and Hermione said happily.

"It's quite busy." Cyrus nodded, "But most things can be left to others. Breaking the secrecy law will not take a day or two. The most important thing is to let the wizards understand why. It has to be done.”

"What will happen to the Muggles if the secrecy law is broken?" Hermione asked a little worriedly.

Cyrus naturally understood her concerns.

Hermione is a typical Muggle wizard. Both of his parents are Muggles, and he has never heard of magic before. Wizards like her are most concerned about things in the Muggle world.

Now he was even more at a loss.

This worry is not groundless. In fact, Hogwarts has the best example-Filch.

This is a squib with no magical powers. When it was revealed that Filch was a squib, even Ron couldn't help but secretly laugh at him.

"He will long for the power of magic." Sellers just said, he smiled, "but I guess, just like some people are good at math and some people are not, there is nothing to criticize."

However, he also believed that Grindelwald would not remain decadent.

“When we graduate, we can help,” she said.

Harry shook his head: "No, I'm not that age anymore."

This is what they are most concerned about during this time. Death is like that dark cloud in the sky of London, which has been lingering in everyone's hearts. They were reluctant to ask at first because they were worried about hearing some bad news.

They were all obviously disgusted by Grindelwald's appearance.

"Actually, I'm here to see you, Harry," Cyrus said.

Hearing these words, Harry had doubts on his face, but Ron had a real expression - obviously he was used to no matter who came over, the first thing he wanted to look for was Harry - as for Ginny and Hermione , they both got a little angry.

Ron seemed a little moved, but Ginny and Hermione held him back.

Having said this, Hermione felt much more relieved.

"Let's go, I've already told Minerva." Cyrus grabbed Harry's sleeve and said to Ron and the others, "Do you want to come too?"

In fact, the Minister of Magic is nothing to him now, and the mere position of Minister of Magic in British films has no influence on this matter.

"If Grindelwald can still pull himself together, you'll have help," Harry said. "It's a pity that he is a coward."

There was always a sense of vicissitudes of life when he said this, but speaking of it, he was in fifth grade now, and he was indeed no longer the age to knock on doors and ask for candy.

"what?"

"Then are you here for Death?" Harry asked cautiously.

"No," Hermione said, "Let Harry go on his own." She pulled Ginny and Ron back half a step, "We will save a place for you at the dinner, Harry."

"Don't worry about this, time will give us the answer." Cyrus was confident.

In fact, if Cyrus hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known it was today.

Cyrus grabbed Harry, took one last look at Dumbledore's grave in the afterglow, and then performed Disapparation.

One obvious difference is that this place is much more "lively" than last time.

Without the dementors patrolling here, the Muggles' mental state has improved a lot. On this Halloween night, the children of the Muggle families in the town all dressed up in weird ways. In comparison, Harry's wizard The outfit doesn't look impressive at all.

Harry felt very novel about all this. He looked around, his eyes reflecting the light reflected from the jack-o'-lantern. It had been several years since he'd spent Halloween in the Muggle world, not to mention that he hadn't had the chance to go out and play during previous holidays, and the Dursleys would have preferred to lock him at home.

This sentence immediately stunned everyone. It was already summer vacation when the last game of the Tournament was held, and so much time had passed and so many things had happened. When Harry came back to his senses, he realized that today was already Halloween.

If Cassandra hadn't existed, they would have doubted whether Cyrus was interested in Harry.

So much so that when the two of them were walking on the street, some children laughed at Harry for not keeping up with the fashion and dressing up in such a tacky way.

After saying that, they left.

"I guess someone has to take you to see it."

"Then you have to become the Minister of Magic first." Cyrus joked.

"Find me?"

He looked at the homeless man lying next to Dumbledore's grave from a distance. Who would have thought that such a person would once sweep across Europe?

"If you're interested, you can play for a while. It doesn't matter today," Sellers said.

She must be worried that after the secrecy law is broken, Muggles without magic will be discriminated against.

Godric's Hollow is very different from the last time Cyrus came here.

"Godric's Hollow, where your father and mother used to live, is also where they are buried." Cyrus said, "Their death anniversary is today."

"He is indeed a coward." Cyrus nodded. He thought that after Dumbledore's sister died, Grindelwald did not face Dumbledore together, but escaped alone. He was even more concerned about Harry's words. Agree with some.

It's Harry again!

After so many years, he has even seen the souls of his father and mother, so why has he never thought of going there and taking a look?

"Then let's go and go to the cemetery first," Sellers said.

They continued to walk forward, and at this time, a little boy dressed as a wizard passed in front of them. The child was holding a magic book whose title could not be read clearly, but it was very straight. In the style of Fendo, he also held a short wand in his hand. This shocked Harry.

Since when has Hogwarts admitted children this age?
Harry thought in surprise.

Because the child is probably only six or seven years old. A child of this age may not be able to control the magical power in his body. It is too dangerous to run around among the Muggle crowd with a wand.

"Hey, kid, don't-" He quickly called out to the other person, but froze in place the moment the kid turned around.

——The child had a round face, and his messy black hair was flying wildly with vitality. He wore gold-rimmed round glasses on his face, and his green eyes looked at him through the lenses——For a moment. , Harry thought he saw himself.

In fact, maybe it is me.

Because the boy saw Harry's costume, he immediately became happy: "Brother, do you also like "Harry Potter"?" The boy jumped for joy as if seeing a fellow fan, and opened the book without any explanation. Holding book.

Harry finally caught a glimpse of the title. It was indeed a magic book called: "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone".

It took them a while to say goodbye to the kid, and Harry immediately had a strange feeling.

"So, this is the story book you and I were discussing before?" Harry asked.

He kept looking at the back of the little child leaving happily, feeling very unreal in his heart.

In fact, Harry was already used to it when his name appeared in the book. The first day Hermione saw him, she held up several books recording his defeat of the Dark Lord.

But it's obviously different now.

One kid dressed up as him and even had a lightning bolt sticker on his forehead!

"I really want to know what's in that book," he said.

He was obviously a little uneasy, especially after learning that the person who wrote this story was Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Don't worry, I've checked the content of the story to ensure it's the authentic Harry Potter." Cyrus said with a smile, "If you really want to read it, I want to tell you before I go back to Hogwarts. We can go buy one."

The story written by Lockhart is currently the first one, and the plot of the Chamber of Secrets is still being created. Subsequent plots require the promotion of Rita Skeeter to expand the influence of the story. Sellers doesn't intend to deviate from the original books. In fact, he intends to give the Muggles of the world an original Harry Potter.

I have to say that Lockhart and Rita are a perfect match for this.

One is good at writing stories, the other is good at creating some sensational news events. So much so that "Harry Potter" was already very popular even before its release.

In fact, if Harry hadn't lived with the Dursleys now, he might have seen Dudley hugging the book and refusing to let go!
"Forget it." Harry couldn't help shaking his head.

Harry couldn't help but get goosebumps when he thought about what Lockhart had written in his own book and then brought it into his own body. Harry couldn't bear to see other people singing his praises.

They continued walking and soon came to a church - in front of the church was a small square, and in the center of the square was a monument.

On Halloween, it was much quieter here.

As they continued to approach, the monument suddenly transformed into an exquisite sculpture.

Of course Harry knew who the sculpture was - his mother, his father, and himself.

Now, he couldn't help but burst into tears. After admiring enough, the two continued to walk towards the church. When crossing the street, Harry looked back and saw that the statue had become a war memorial again.

Afterwards, they came to the cemetery behind the church. To Harry's surprise and a little bit of surprise, another person had already paid his condolences here in advance.

Of course, it was Snape.

He was no different from when he met Cyrus here a few years ago, dressed in black and holding a bouquet of white daffodils in his hand.

"Professor Snape," Harry said.

These days, when he calls Snape "Professor", he becomes more and more sincere. But one thing remained the same, it was still hard for him not to blame Snape, because Snape still liked to find fault with him in class.

"Harry..." Snape turned his head. He saw Cyrus, but he simply nodded and said hello. When he saw Harry, he slowly spoke out the syllables.

"It seems that someone finally remembered that there are still people here waiting for him to express condolences." Snape habitually sarcastically said to Harry, and then moved, intending to leave.

In fact, he hoped that Harry would forget it more completely. Why would he show up on such a day to disturb his and Lily's peace?
"Wait, Severus." Cyrus stopped him.

"Can you help me take Harry back to Hogwarts later?" Cyrus asked.

Before Snape could answer, Harry shouted, "Aren't you going to send me back?"

"I have other things to do," Sellers said.

"I'll wait for him in Lily's room." Snape just said this, and then left without looking back.

Only Harry and Cyrus were left again, and Harry was curious about the "thing" Cyrus mentioned. He wanted to know what was so important that Cyrus didn't even have time to perform a Disapparation and needed Snape to send him back.

Maybe it has something to do with the God of Death?

But he didn't ask.

The two of them walked through many graves along the way, and Harry saw too many surnames he was familiar with, and each one made him deeply moved. There's even Dumbledore here!

"Those are Dumbledore's father and his sister." Cyrus explained for Harry.

Harry just nodded.

Finally, they stopped in front of a marble tomb.

Harry's eyes were filled with tears, but he wasn't crying. He just looked at the inscription on the tombstone, then turned to look at Cyrus: "The last enemy to be defeated is death. But can death really be defeated?" He lowered his head, "My parents are dead. Professor Dumbledore is also dead..."

"Death, and the God of Death...I feel like he is simply invincible..."

Harry's mood was low, even a little hopeless.

There is no such thing as a person who has defeated death in this world!

The greatest wizard is dead, Voldemort, who made seven Horcruxes, is dead, and even the maker of the Philosopher's Stone is uncertain about his life or death.

But Cyrus said: "Of course someone can defeat death, Harry."

His tone was light-hearted and he seemed confident. This made Harry think that Cyrus was confident of being the one who defeated death. But Cyrus said, "That's you."

"I?"

"Of course, first of all, you have never been afraid of death, and the power of death did not scare you at all." Cyrus said, "Secondly, you are still alive. He could not take away your life."

Sellers used "he."

"Look, you have defeated death a long time ago. You are so good, that's why Dumbledore is proud of you."

"Life, beyond death!"

He put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and the two of them were silent for a long time. It was not until late at night when the town became quiet that Cyrus spoke softly.

"Okay, it's time for you to go find Severus Harry." He said, "Your parents' home is at the end of the town."

After Harry left, the cemetery had been completely swallowed up by darkness.

Cyrus stood there, a chill running down his spine.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Cyrus turned his head and saw Grindelwald standing not far away, with the flame of revenge shining in his eyes:
"Let's go and meet that god of death!"

(End of this chapter)