Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"Wait, what happened to them?" Lycos asked, "Weren't you staying in the carriage? How did something happen?"

He walked forward, about to check on Crabbe and Goyle...

"Snoring——"

A deafening snoring sounded in front of Lycos.

Lycos: “…”

He had known that these two guys were outrageous, but he didn't expect them to be outrageous to this extent... They were able to fall asleep in such an emergency situation, they really were worthy of being these two fat guys.

Just when Lycos was about to wake up Crabbe and Goyle, bursts of screams suddenly came from outside the carriage.

Lycos was startled and quickly jumped out of the car window.

He looked up and found that under the black fire cocoon, a dazzling golden-red flame suddenly lit up.

A figure with fluttering white hair was suspended in the air, with a wand raised high, and behind it was a golden phoenix with its wings spread out.

This scene was frozen in Lecos's eyes, just like a god descending to earth!

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Chapter 118 The Dark Mark Lights Up in the Sky (True)

The white-haired old man waved the magic wand in his hand, and the black fire cocoon covering the entire train suddenly began to spin, as if turning into a fire storm.

Seeing this scene, the little wizards around exclaimed in surprise.

"That's... Dumbledore?" Cedric exclaimed.

Percy, Fred, and George had surprise in their eyes.

"It's really Dumbledore!"

They looked at each other, and the smiles that relaxed on their lips were almost uncontrollable.

When danger comes, the most powerful wizard in the magic world can bring an extremely strong sense of security to everyone just by standing here!

Just like turning into a black stream of water, the black flames were stirred into a huge vortex, falling from the sky, forming a pitch-black fire tornado, which was caught in the old man's left hand.

Then, the crimson fire behind the black flame began to swirl.

As time passed, the fierce fire had already expanded to the point where it covered the entire sky. Even the sky was covered in crimson, and everything around it was almost burned to ashes...

However, even such a powerful flame was like a candle that could be extinguished at will in Dumbledore's hands.

The raging fire was stirred into a huge whirlwind and rose into the sky. It then turned into a dancing fire dragon, circling back and forth several times in the billowing smoke, and then fell headfirst into Dumbledore's hands.

Then, the old principal pinched it gently.

The fierce fire that had almost forced nearly a thousand young wizards into a dead end was crushed into scattered points of light by him, and then swallowed up by the phoenix Fawkes behind him.

Fawkes burped, then flapped his wings and slowly landed on the roof of the carriage with Dumbledore.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the thick smoke in the sky dissipated in an instant, revealing an incomparably clear sky after the smoke and dust were washed away.

At some point, stars began to appear in the sky. Countless bright stars lit up the sky, emitting a faint and peaceful light in the purple night sky.

It was not until they saw the sky that the little wizards realized that dusk had passed without them noticing.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a touch of coolness and tranquility. The starry sky twinkled quietly, and the snow-capped peaks beside the train reflected a silvery-white fluorescence under the starlight...

If you observe carefully, you may find that a large area of ​​snow on the top of the peak has melted, and the originally clearly visible snow line has been raised a lot by the fierce fire.

The trees below the mountainside were also charred, as was the devastated wilderness. Everything nearby had been ravaged by the fierce fire, and had practically lost all life...

At this moment, Dumbledore waved his wand again.

It was as if time had gone back, and the surrounding flowers, trees, and buildings returned to their original state in the blink of an eye, just like when the Hogwarts Express first arrived here.

"Rufus, the Muggles around here are now in the hands of your Ministry of Magic. You must erase their memories in time." Dumbledore got off the train and greeted a wizard in uniform.

"I understand." The wizard nodded. "I will communicate clearly with the people in the Memory Cancellation Office."

The wizard, known as Rufus, looked like an old lion, with wisps of grey streaking through his tawny hair and bushy eyebrows, and sharp eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses.

He looked a little lame, but he walked with a bold and unrestrained stride, which immediately gave people the impression that he was a sharp and tough guy.

The current Head of the Auror Office is Rufus Scrimgeour.

Lycos looked over there and found that the anti-Apparition spell had been lifted at some point. Several Aurors in uniform appeared at the scene and quickly checked the surrounding situation.

"Have you found anything nearby?" Dumbledore asked Scrimgeour.

Rufus Scrimgeour's face darkened.

"I can't tell anything. The terrorists who released the Fiery Flame must have already left," he said coldly. "This organization clearly has a clear plan. Targeting students? I haven't encountered such ruthless people in a long time..."

"Among the various dark magic organizations nowadays, there are indeed very few that are this cruel..." Dumbledore sighed.

"Dumbledore, do you think... could it be that the Death Eaters have revived?" Scrimgeour suddenly asked. "Ever since ten years ago, I've never believed that those Death Eaters who were released would reform!"

"I don't think it's Death Eaters," Dumbledore shook his head. "You should understand that there are many children of former Death Eaters on this train right now... They wouldn't just unleash Fiendfyre on the train."

"But apart from extreme organizations like the Death Eaters, what other organizations would not care about human life at all?" Scrimgeour still wanted to prove his judgment.

"And since they were able to surround the Hogwarts Express and unleash a massive Fiendfyre in such a short time, this organization's Dark Arts proficiency must be very high... There aren't many organizations like this in the entire wizarding world!"

"But, Rufus... I can handle this level of Fiendfyre by myself." Dumbledore chuckled softly. "The organization that attacked the train only needs one wizard with excellent attainments in the Dark Arts."

Scrimgeour's expression paused for a moment.

It is indeed difficult to refute what Dumbledore said, because in the wizarding world, a sufficiently powerful wizard is enough to match a large group of well-trained Aurors.

However, at this moment, a terrifying green suddenly lit up in the starry night sky——

It was an extremely huge skeleton, made up of countless green light spots. A huge python emerged from the skeleton's mouth, like a terrifying long tongue.

The skull rose higher and higher, accompanied by a cloud of green smoke. The skull and the python emitted a dazzling light, and against the backdrop of the dark night sky, it looked like a new constellation!

"That's... the Dark Mark!"

Scrimgeour turned his head abruptly and looked at Dumbledore beside him: "My guess was right, the Death Eaters have indeed revived!"

Dumbledore said nothing, but just looked quietly at the Dark Mark that lit up in the sky. His blue eyes behind his half-moon glasses were particularly deep.

……

On the other side, Lycos was also staring closely at the rising green mark in the night sky.

It had risen so high now that it lit up the entire snowy peak like a terrifying neon sign, turning the snow on the top green.

"Lex, what evil plans are the Death Eaters behind you planning?"

Kassandra quietly walked to Lykos' side and stared at the sky with green eyes that shone brighter than the Dark Mark.

"I don't know." Lycos shook his head slowly.

He raised his left arm and rolled up his sleeves—

The Dark Mark on his left forearm still remained like a shallow scar, the pale red color it had when inactive.

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Chapter 119 Back to school

"What's with the mark on your hand?"

Kassandra noticed Lykos's gaze and immediately saw his pale red Dark Mark.

"The Dark Mark is not activated, which means there is no communication between the Death Eaters." Lycos said softly, "If the Death Eaters who released Fiendfyre this time were organized, I shouldn't have noticed anything..."

"Unless there's only one Death Eater acting in secret... but I can't imagine which Death Eater could do that alone."

He raised his arm and aligned the pattern on his forearm with the huge mark in the sky.

"Besides... although they look similar, the details of the Dark Mark in the sky seem a bit inconsistent."

Lycos quickly lowered his hand, hiding the Dark Mark on his left forearm into his skin, and then lowered his sleeve.

"Forget it, it's hard to explain. Maybe it's an illusion..."

He and Cassandra walked out of the carriage and found that the crowd, which was originally surprised by Dumbledore's arrival, burst into screams of terror because of the appearance of the Dark Mark.

In fact, few of the young wizards who are in school today have personally experienced the era when Voldemort was rampant.

Even for the oldest seventh graders, the war ended when they were only four or five years old.

But their families often tell them about the horrors of the war and the evil of the Death Eaters.

The Dark Mark is undoubtedly the most representative symbol of war!

Whenever a Death Eater kills someone or commits some heinous crime, they leave a Dark Mark on the corpse, on the house, or in the sky.

This also made the Dark Mark feared by wizards in the magical world for a long time.

"Be quiet! Don't be afraid!"

Percy and a group of prefects were running around trying to calm the young wizards down.

Fortunately, the students had just experienced the disaster of facing Fiendfyre together, and now their cohesion was unprecedentedly high. The Death Eaters, who were once extremely terrifying in their hearts, did not seem so invincible at this time.

Especially with Dumbledore still here.

Then even if Voldemort himself came, they would not have to be afraid.

So the class leaders quickly calmed everyone down, and then began to quickly organize people to move the little wizards who had previously overdrawn their magic power back to the carriages, and took some emergency measures for them.

Just then, Lycos noticed that the white-haired Dumbledore said goodbye to Rufus Scrimgeour and walked over.

"Good evening, Mr. Hayden, Miss Worley," he said warmly, a genial smile on his face. "I heard everything. Thanks to you two, this time, I don't know how serious the consequences would be otherwise."

"It's also thanks to other people, Professor." Lycos didn't want to make his abilities too conspicuous, so he said modestly.

"Of course, of course... Everyone did a great job today." Dumbledore wiped his eyes with a touch of sentimentality. "I've never seen anything like it before. The barriers between houses have been discarded, and all the little fellows are working towards the same goal..."

"Mr. Principal, I don't think now is the time to talk about this."

Cassandra pursed her lips and interrupted the sentimental Dumbledore without any courtesy.

"I think you should go and see those people whose magic power is overdrawn. They can't wait long."

"Oh, thank you for the reminder, Miss Worley." Dumbledore didn't care about being interrupted at all. Instead, he smiled happily. "Don't worry, everyone will be fine."