Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"Oh! Little one who loves learning, we meet again."

A fat ghost came out from the wall next to him and greeted Lycos.

"Good evening, Mr. Fat Monk." Lycos waved to him.

"The Christmas party just ended, and you're already here to study?" The fat monk said with admiration, "You're so serious! I'm really, almost moved to tears by you!"

"No way..." Lycos lowered his head in embarrassment. "She finally caught up with the curfew and wanted to take a walk around the castle, so I came with her."

"Really?" The fat monk patted his belly and looked around.

After a long while, he finally turned his gaze to Lycos's side.

"Oh! So there's another little fellow here!" the fat monk exclaimed. "How strange! I didn't even notice it just now!"

"Didn't find anything?" Lycos frowned slightly.

For such a long time, Cassandra had been standing beside him without moving a muscle...

Plus, she was wearing an incredibly beautiful evening gown. In contrast, Lycos's Transfiguration dress had long since outlived its usefulness, turning back into his second-hand robe...

Theoretically speaking, it would be perfectly normal for the fat monk to ignore the fact that he only saw Cassandra.

However, he had been chatting with Lycos for several sentences and did not notice Cassandra who was so close to him?

Lycos always felt that there was something wrong with this.

He then thought that Cassandra's presence seemed to have always been weak. She had been in the classroom for many days, but was still ignored by other young wizards one by one. They even forgot that there was such a beautiful little witch in the class.

Strange, so strange!

Lycos stared carefully at the little blonde witch beside him, trying to find some clues from her.

However, at this moment, a shrill, creepy scream broke the silence of the castle's teaching area—

Immediately afterwards, a burst of hurried footsteps came down from upstairs.

After hearing this, Cassandra immediately became interested and walked upstairs with her skirt lifted. Lycos had to put aside his questions and hurriedly followed her.

As soon as they reached the fourth floor, a sound of footsteps passed by them and gradually disappeared at the corner of the fourth and fifth floors.

Then, a witch with a cold face ran over angrily, holding a bent feather duster in her hand.

"Hayden, did you see anyone running past here just now?" She stared at Lecos and asked coldly.

"Ms. Pince, what happened?" Lycos asked curiously.

He had never seen Madam Pince so mad.

"You have no idea—someone just took advantage of the fact that there's no curfew in the castle tonight and snuck into the restricted section to read!" Madam Pince said, her tone still a little breathless. "If he hadn't touched that screaming book, I probably wouldn't have noticed!"

Hearing this, Lycos lowered his head in embarrassment.

He spent the entire day reading in the restricted section, and hadn't come across any of the black magic books with screaming spells attached. Who on earth was so unlucky today...

"He should have been running towards you. Didn't you really see him?" Madam Pince continued to ask.

"Madam, we seemed to see a dark shadow running downstairs just now." Cassandra suddenly said.

"Hey, why is there another student here?" Madam Pince looked at Cassandra in surprise. "Thank you anyway. I'll go catch the kid who sneaked into the restricted section right away!"

After saying that, she walked down the stairs angrily and rushed to the third floor of the teaching area.

After Madam Pince left, Lycos was stunned and looked at Cassandra with a puzzled look.

"Why did you lie to her?" he asked puzzledly, "Didn't the footsteps just now go upstairs?"

"It's because that person went upstairs that I had to trick Madam Pince downstairs." Cassandra said, raising her chin towards the higher floor.

"Come on, I'll take you to see something interesting."

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Chapter 66 Mirror of Erised

The two walked up the stairs to the fifth floor and looked in the direction where the footsteps came from.

A door on the left side of the corridor was open a narrow gap.

Cassandra seemed to be looking for that door. Without hesitation, she pushed it open and walked into the room.

Lycos had no choice but to follow him into the house.

This place looks like an abandoned classroom, with many tables and chairs piled against the wall. When illuminated by the torch light coming in from the crack in the door, they appear as large black shadows.

There was also an upside-down wastebasket next to the table and chairs, with a large pile of tattered parchments scattered around, covered with dust.

"crunch-"

Suddenly, there was a sound of shaking tables and chairs coming from the right wall of the abandoned classroom.

Lycos looked over in confusion.

"Was there any sound over there just now?" he asked.

"Maybe there's a mouse." Cassandra's lips curled up into a strange smile.

Lycos shrugged, feeling that the little girl was a little weird today.

He stopped paying attention to what was going on over there and continued to look around the classroom, wanting to see if there was anything interesting here...

Lycos turned his gaze to the wall facing the classroom door.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide—

Right in front of that wall, there was a brand new, gorgeous object that seemed to not belong there at all, and was out of place with the old tables and chairs and the dusty trash can.

It was a large, imposing mirror, reaching almost to the ceiling, with a frame that gleamed like solid gold.

At the bottom of the large mirror were two golden claws, firmly supporting the ground, while on the top was engraved a line of small characters:

"Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi"

Lycos was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what this magnificent mirror was:

Its name is the Mirror of Erised.

That string of small words turned upside down is a complete English sentence——

“I show not your face but your heart desire.”

Then, Lycos also understood who made the creaking sound of the tables and chairs before.

Harry Potter...

That's right, today the Savior should receive his Christmas present, the Invisibility Cloak, one of the Deathly Hallows.

Lycos curled the corners of his mouth in a playful manner and glanced at the old table and chairs where the sound had just been made. After paying close attention, he indeed found a few shallow footprints in the dust on the ground nearby.

Then, his eyes suddenly moved, and he turned around excitedly to close the door of the abandoned classroom.

"What are you closing the door for?" asked Cassandra.

Even though her question seemed to be a question, there was no doubt in her eyes. Instead, there was a light that was as excited as Lycos.

Lycos looked at her deeply, then said softly:

"Because others won't find this place and disturb us..."

"Tsk, you talk like we're on a date." Cassandra raised the corner of her mouth and stared straight at Lycos.

"You wish. I'm not interested in little girls." Lycos retorted subconsciously.

"Didn't I also say that I'm not interested in little boys..." Cassandra sneered.

Then, she suddenly took a step forward and got close to Lycos's face: "So... are you really just a first-grade boy?"

"Since you ask that, then... are you really just a first-grade girl?" Lycos retracted his neck uncomfortably and asked back.

The mutual testing between the two came to an abrupt end at the same time.

They all knew that there were more than just the two of them in the abandoned classroom. There was also a young wizard named Harry Potter hiding under the invisibility cloak. Because the door had been closed by Lecos, he had no choice but to be trapped here if he didn't want to expose himself.

Lykos took a step back, away from Kassandra's close breath.

Then he turned around and looked at the large, ornate mirror.

He was also curious about what he desired most——

As Lycos looked towards the mirror, a picture gradually emerged in the mirror.

This picture is different from the real scene. Rather than being a mirror reflecting the scene, it is better to say that it is an alternative player, playing people's wishes on the mirror surface...

In the mirror, the face of a young wizard quickly emerged:

He had black hair and dark golden eyes. Although his face was still a little childish, his handsomeness was already evident.

In the picture, the boy sits in front of a quiet, transparent window, looking up at the sky with his dark golden eyes... There is an owl flapping its wings, holding an exquisite envelope in its two claws.

The envelope appeared to be stamped with a four-part seal, with a large "H" in the middle and a red wax seal on the edge.

Lycos stood there in a daze.

It was... an ordinary boy who, on a beautiful morning, received a letter delivered by owl, inviting him to join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and enter the colorful world of wizardry...

This was a dream that Lycos had in his previous life, and it was also the dream in the hearts of every child in the Muggle world who yearned for magic.

In this life, Lycos wants the same thing.

He just wanted to receive the letter from the owl and live a colorful life in Hogwarts... He just hoped that there would be no identity of a Death Eater, no pressure of being an undercover agent, and no threat from Voldemort.

Lycos sighed deeply.

However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the little witch beside him looked a little strange.

Cassandra's expression had usually been either cold and distant, or teasing and chuckling, always calm and composed. But now, her expression was exceptionally gloomy, and her eyes revealed a complex mixture of confusion, helplessness, and madness...

She gripped her wand tighter.

The next moment, a whirlwind suddenly swept through the abandoned classroom with Cassandra as the center.

The little witch's golden hair danced wildly, and her skirt rustled. The scraps of paper and dust around her were blown all over the room. Even the tattered tables, chairs, and wastebaskets were squeaked and moved by the wind.

Then, there seemed to be faint flashes of lightning on the ceiling, as if a thunderstorm was about to come.

"Is this... a magic riot?"