Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

Lycos frowned and looked at the little blonde witch in the center of the storm.

What on earth did she see in the mirror that could cause her emotions to change so drastically that it affected the magic power in her body?

You know, magic riots mostly happen to young wizards between the ages of six and ten who have not undergone systematic learning and cannot properly control the magic power in their bodies.

However, Cassandra's current state was like that of a child having an emotional outburst...

"Cassandra!"

Seeing that the storm was gradually getting out of control, Lycos could only walk towards Cassandra with difficulty against the strong wind in the classroom.

"Can you hear me? Stop it!"

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Chapter 67 Magical Riot

The storm in the abandoned classroom intensified, and the desks and chairs in the classroom went from shaking slightly at the beginning to swaying violently.

The tables stacked on top were swaying in the wind, and some lighter chairs even fell off the tables...

"Ouch--"

A scream rang out from the side of the classroom.

Lycos turned his head and found a single head hanging strangely in the air. The messy hair was blown into a "Shamatte" shape by the storm, and the round-frame glasses on the face seemed like they could fall apart in the storm at any time.

"What's going on?" A panicked voice came from the suspended head. "Why is there such a strong wind in the classroom?"

"Harry Potter? Where did you come from?" Even in this emergency situation, Lekos was still acting professionally. "Wait, is this... an invisibility cloak?"

"Yes, this is a Christmas present from me... No, is this the time to talk about this?" Harry ducked again to avoid a falling chair and shouted, "Can you ask her to stop for a while and practice magic after I get out?"

"Can't you see? She's not practicing." Lycos glanced at Cassandra with a hint of worry. "She's... probably experiencing a magical riot right now."

I really don't know what this little girl saw in the mirror...

Although this Mirror of Erised is said to be able to reflect people's inner desires, aren't the scenes inside all the good things that people who can see them have longed for?

"A magical riot?" Harry's eyes widened. "What would a magical riot look like?"

It's no wonder he was surprised, because Hagrid had told him about the manifestations of magical riots... but he had never heard of such an exaggerated magical riot.

As a gifted young wizard, Harry had experienced many magical riots in his early years, but rather than riots, they were more like spontaneous reactions of magic under stress.

For example, when being chased by Dudley Dursley, he sent himself directly to the high roof; when he was forced to cut his hair, he was afraid that his scar would be laughed at, so his hair suddenly grew very long overnight; in order to take revenge on Dudley, he made the glass used in the exhibition at the zoo disappear, etc.

In Hagrid's opinion, the magical riot that Harry had experienced was already at a very exaggerated level. After all, a young wizard with mediocre magical power like Neville would hardly have any impact.

But compared to Cassandra's magical riot this time, those things seemed too trivial.

"Obviously, this isn't just an ordinary magical riot." Lycos sighed. "A large-scale weather spell spontaneously formed due to mental abnormalities. Cassandra, where on earth did you come from, you monster..."

Seeing that the storm caused by Cassandra had gathered a large number of dark clouds on the ceiling, and even lightning was gathering in them, Lycos knew that he could not wait any longer.

He drew out his wand and slowly drew a circle around him——

"Protego Diabolica (Fire Shield)."

In the raging storm, a black flame suddenly rose up and swallowed up all the old tables and chairs in a blink of an eye, using them as nutrients to grow and expand.

The wind fanned the flames, and in a blink of an eye, the black flames in the storm turned into a tall wall of fire as they swayed constantly.

"Are you two really freshmen...?" Harry stared at the scene in amazement, feeling that all the magic he had learned during this period was in vain.

It's okay that there's a girl who can summon storms among the freshmen, but how come there's also a boy who can release a huge flame? And they're both from Slytherin?

He couldn't help but start to worry about the future of Gryffindor.

"Stop talking nonsense, hide under your invisibility cloak, and stand in the middle," Lycos ordered. "Now that the tables and chairs are gone, there's really nothing that can hit you... but you don't want to be burned or struck by lightning, do you?"

As a beginner, Lycos cannot transform the signature gas stove into a magical tool that can distinguish between friend and foe like Grindelwald did.

"Ah... okay!" Harry responded quickly. "I'll take off the Invisibility Cloak first. It's better not to burn such a precious piece of clothing."

"Don't worry, your invisibility cloak won't burn out so easily." Lycos glanced at him and said casually, "It might be safer to wear it."

If the Deathly Hallows could be destroyed so easily, then the three Peverell brothers would be too shameless.

That was why Lycos felt that the movie "Deathly Hallows" he had seen was a joke. The Elder Wand could be easily broken by bare hands... If it were so fragile, it would have decayed after being passed down for thousands of years.

Of course, now is not the time to think about such trivial matters.

The lightning on the ceiling became more and more obvious. It seemed that Cassandra's weather spell had been completed to a considerable extent.

And Lycos's fire shield gradually grew stronger.

He didn't expect the little flame he conjured to be able to swallow the storm, he just wanted to try another method...

Lycos concentrated his energy and began to control the temperature of the flame.

This isn't something magical, but common sense—

By controlling the temperature change, the density of the air can be changed, and the density of the air can affect the direction of air flow.

This creates wind.

If Lycos could properly control the temperature in different areas of the classroom, he could generate a hurricane in the opposite direction of the storm, thus turning the original cyclone around until the lightning dissipated and the spell dissipated.

……

Perhaps the Fire Shield magic is too advanced, and using it for this kind of thing feels like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Lycos's operation went relatively smoothly.

The reverse wind counteracted the original storm and mostly dissipated Cassandra's weather spell.

Taking advantage of the pause in the spell, Lycos quickly ran to the little witch and pulled the wand from her hand.

"Phew... finally done."

Looking at the abandoned classroom that was empty except for a large mirror and burnt dust covering the ground, Lycos let out a long breath.

"Is this guy going to cast spells without a wand again?"

He sat on the ashes on the ground without caring about his image, watching Cassandra's movements without blinking.

The little blonde witch just stood there quietly, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly from time to time.

"Is this... magical riot... over?" Harry asked hesitantly as a head popped out of thin air.

"I think so." Lycos wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Although I've been practicing recently, this is the first time I've used a fire shield on such a large scale...

At this moment, Cassandra suddenly opened her eyes, and her two emerald pupils looked around blankly.

"What did I just do?"

She turned sharply and stared at Lycos and asked.

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Chapter 68 Verbal Confrontation

"Look at the scene here. What do you think you have done?"

Lycos stood up from the ground unhappily, dusted off the back of his robe, and asked back.

Cassandra frowned.

She suddenly looked at Harry who was watching the show quietly on the side and said in a cold voice: "Go, there is nothing for you to do here."

Harry was, of course, only too happy to do so, and quickly pulled the hood of the Invisibility Cloak over his head.

"Then I'll go first, you guys chat first..."

His voice echoed through the empty air.

Then, the door of the abandoned classroom, which had been shut tight by the storm, creaked open a crack, and was then carefully closed again.

Now, Lycos and Cassandra were the only ones left in the abandoned classroom.

"I think we should have a good talk."

The little blonde witch pursed her lips and slowly walked up to Lekos.

"Shouldn't I be the one saying this?" Lycos smacked his lips, glancing around with a suggestive expression. "What on earth did you see in that mirror? You couldn't control your emotions, even to the point of a magical outburst..."

"You don't seem surprised at the mirror's function..." Cassandra didn't answer. Instead, she asked confidently, "I'm curious, too. What did you see in the Mirror of Erised?"

"Oh, so it's called the Mirror of Erised." Lycos looked as if he had just learned something.

"But what's so strange about me?"

"Magic mirrors have many functions, so it's normal for this mirror to have some fancy functions."

He began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

"Stop pretending. You actually know what this is, right?" Cassandra interrupted him coldly. "I know you're not your average first-year at Hogwarts."

"What happened to me?" Lycos opened his eyes wide in disbelief. "No, it was you who brought me to this room, and then you were disturbed by the magic mirror and started the magic riot..."

"I just followed you to this abandoned classroom. I don't know anything... Please don't accuse me of anything."

He spread his hands out innocently and looked into Cassandra's green eyes with a very questioning look.

"And you said I'm not an ordinary first-year student, and I wanted to say you are." Lycos continued to refute.

"There used to be quite a few tables here, but now they've been reduced to dust... Do you think a regular first-year student would do this?"

"Oh, now you're the one putting the blame on me." Cassandra rolled her beautiful green eyes. "I wouldn't set a fire in the classroom, especially something like Fiendfyre... wouldn't you agree, Mr. Hayden?"

"How dare you assume you won't start a fire when you're not in your right mind?" Lycos said seriously, "Since you've already got the weather spell, the fire spell will certainly be no problem."

Cassandra laughed out loud in anger.

"Do you really think I don't remember anything just now?" She sneered, "I'm just a little emotionally unstable, it's not like my mind is being controlled..."

"Forget it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it. We're not normal freshmen anyway."

Cassandra raised her hand and brushed her long golden hair, then took another step forward, the ends of her hair in front of her eyebrows almost touching Lycos's nose.

"You're not a normal freshman, but I am." Lycos turned his head uncomfortably and said stubbornly.