Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 201

c201 The second fight with Dumbledore

When Cyrus stepped into the Forbidden Forest, he was greeted by a cold and damp atmosphere.

The early morning sun didn’t seem to bring warmth and light to this dark jungle. The tall and leafy trees crushed the sun and threw it into the forest. The light seemed to be frozen and trapped in the narrow space. Seems so weak.

But it’s also like a spear piercing the darkness.

The Forbidden Forest is still the same.

Cyrus stepped on a moist and thick layer of dead leaves. The soles of his feet were slippery, but it had no effect on him. With his ability, it only takes a split second to reach the finish line from the starting point. However, the competition is not just about who gets there first and who gets a higher score. The performance along the way and the information obtained will become the criteria for the judges’ scoring.

For ordinary contestants, it is already difficult to successfully reach the finish line. But for Cyrus, he has to do it beautifully, and the end point has never been his goal.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the forest, before he went too far, he stopped, as if waiting for someone.

Quidditch pitch.

Sellers’ unusual performance immediately caught the attention of everyone watching the event.

“He stopped!” Lee Jordan carried forward his usual Quidditch commentary style, shouting loudly even without a microphone.

“What do you think he is doing?” Hermione stared hard at the screen and asked without looking back.

Ginny also shook her head in confusion.

Ron, on the other hand, had a ridiculous idea come to his mind. He couldn’t help but pull his lips to the side, with surprise on his face: “He’s not waiting for Dumbledore or Grindelwald, is he?”

“Fighting against Dumbledore? He has no chance!” Hagrid replied with his loud voice. His voice attracted the attention of many young wizards around him, but Hagrid’s confidence was soon shaken.

“Wait a minute, Dumbledore is the person that You-Know-Who is most afraid of, but Cyrus has also defeated You-Know-Who. It’s hard to say how strong the two of them are!” His face looked a little ugly, and he started to feel sorry for Dumbledore. Become worried.

The handsome headmaster of Ilvermorny planned to compete with Dumbledore.

The news spread by word of mouth almost instantly. Before Dumbledore even set off, it had already reached the ears of every little wizard in the stands.

Cornelius Fudge, who came from the Ministry of Magic to watch the game, was shocked by the news. He never imagined that anyone would be stupid enough to challenge either Dumbledore or Grindelwald!

You know, although his wings are a bit hard now and he desperately wants to escape from Dumbledore’s control, this is based on the premise that he has a sufficient understanding of Dumbledore’s character. He knows that Dumbledore I won’t really attack him.

As for confronting Dumbledore?

He doubted that all the wizards in the Ministry of Magic could harm each other at all.

“It’s really crazy.” His neck was almost invisible under his fat head, but he still shook his head smoothly.

“I think he wants revenge.” Umbridge said sweetly, “Isn’t this man the criminal who was subdued by Dumbledore before? It seems that he still doesn’t understand the difference between himself and the strongest wizard. Where.”

Although the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore are now somewhat distant from each other, in any case, Dumbledore still represents the face of the British wizarding community at this moment. Umbridge and Fudge both naturally regarded Dumbledore as one of their own – even as a wizard under the name of the Ministry of Magic.

“I bet thirty Galleons that it will take less than five minutes for Dumbledore to deal with this kid.” Ludo Bagman laughed excitedly, “This is still under the circumstances of Dumbledore’s love for a young man. ”

“Is that what you think?” Arthur Weasley, who was sitting next to him, asked with a raised eyebrow.

Although he was more willing to believe that Dumbledore was stronger, his daughter happened to be Cyrus’s little crush. Thanks to her, Arthur clearly knew what Cyrus was capable of.

“Thirty galleons, do you want a bet, Ludo?” Arthur said with a smile. “I don’t think Dumbledore will win for at least half an hour.”

Molly stabbed Arthur in the waist angrily, and angrily whispered in his ear: “What are you doing? Our family can’t even afford a galleon! What’s more, Bagman is a man who doesn’t keep his word. Yeah, you forgot how much he lost in the Quidditch World Cup and ended up using those fake things to pay off his debts!”

Molly’s words did make Arthur hesitate.

To be honest, Ludo’s credit is really not very good. If it weren’t for the participation of him, the director of the Sports Department, in holding this competition, I’m afraid he would still be chased by debt collectors.

But this time, Ludo may have felt that he had a chance to win, so he actually took out thirty galleons and placed them in front of Arthur and Molly. To be honest, except for the time when she and Harry went to Gringotts to withdraw money, Molly had not seen so many gold galleons for a long time.

“Then come! Thirty, you bet that within half an hour, Dumbledore or Grindelwald can’t beat that Cyrus, right? Otherwise, I will win!” Ludo cunningly relaxed his winning conditions, He felt that five minutes might not be safe, but half an hour was absolutely foolproof.

Someone was rushing to send money, and now even Molly couldn’t say anything against it. She just emphasized that Arthur must not tell the children about this, lest they follow suit, like Ludo Bagman also suffered from a gambling addiction.

“Very good, I’ll be your witness.” Fudge jumped out, looking at Arthur with his fat eyes, “Arthur, you look like you’re doomed.”

Ludo also shouted immediately, and Dumbledore on the court began to walk towards the Forbidden Forest: “Look, Dumbledore is starting to enter the forest.”

Dumbledore’s nose, which was bent twice on the screen, looked particularly conspicuous and unique.

At the moment when Dumbledore stepped into the Forbidden Forest, Cyrus, who was standing still with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He seemed to have closed his eyes, but in fact he had been casting the supersensory spell, and his brain was constantly emitting waves like a radar.

“Here, Dumbledore.”

Just as those people thought, Cyrus was waiting for Dumbledore, but he was not in a hurry to compete with Dumbledore holding the Elder Wand, but just to find out the bottom first.

He found the direction in which Dumbledore entered the Forbidden Forest, which was a bit far, but it was not difficult for him.

Cyrus cast a flying spell directly. Although the rules stated that he could not fly, he kept close to the ground, like a running whirlwind, which was not considered a violation.

Before Dumbledore had adapted to the damp and cold air in the Forbidden Forest, Cyrus had already crossed a distance of half a mile and appeared in front of Dumbledore in a cloud of mist.

He did not choose to sneak attack, but appeared openly. The dark green snake on his wrist slithered down and turned into a wand in his hand. Dumbledore was not surprised. The Elder Wand fell into his palm.

The two of them stood in the jungle shrouded in morning mist, and the frozen beams of sunlight around them seemed to have become the fences erected in the arena.

“You know, this reminds me of the battle we had in the Shrieking Shack not long ago.” Dumbledore smiled and reminisced, “It wasn’t long ago, but everything is completely different now. Old people are always easily abandoned by time, what do you think?”

“I think we just need to fight now.” Cyrus attacked with a spell, and the shock of magic instantly shattered the nearby clouds and mist!

The light also twisted in an instant!

Dumbledore quickly pulled out his wand, and a whip hit the spell, detonating the spell and blocking Cyrus’s sight. The next moment, he disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Cyrus. A silent spell immediately turned into a huge arrow that stabbed Cyrus’ back!

On the Quidditch field.

Ginny and Hermione were terrified. Although the spell was an arrow, it was not a problem to use it to hunt dragons and giants. They suspected that even a solid wall would not be able to withstand this attack!

Sure enough, in the picture, Cyrus seemed to have noticed Dumbledore’s attack from behind in advance. He turned into a thick white smoke, which was scattered by the arrow and gathered not far away.

Bang! ! !

The arrow passed through his body and instantly pierced into the trunk of a giant redwood.

The trunk with a diameter of nearly ten meters was blown to pieces without any powder left. Only the branches and leaves at the top intertwined with other trees supported the redwood tree that had lost its lower body and hung in the air.

“Is he crazy?!” Ron almost jumped up, “He is not really going to kill Cyrus, is he?”

“Be quiet!” Ginny angrily pulled his wizard robe and pulled him off his position.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you two worried?” Ron asked angrily, “I thought you cared about Cyrus!”

“We just have confidence in Cyrus.” Hermione said unhappily, “He must have been in much more danger when he fought You-Know-Who than he is now.”

Only after hearing this did Ron calm down.

He did hear Harry talk about some scenes of Cyrus fighting Voldemort. He heard that Cyrus, like Harry, could not be killed even by the Killing Curse. So, Dumbledore’s attack was probably nothing.

Neville, who was sitting not far from them, was nervous and angry. His eyes sometimes looked at the screen, and sometimes turned to the highest point of the stands with hatred.

Bellatrix, the woman who killed his parents.

Neville didn’t understand. Since Cyrus was Harry’s friend, why did he mix with the Death Eaters?

In fact, the answer was very simple. Cyrus was not a saint like Dumbledore. He didn’t care much about the sins Bella had committed. Bella and the other Death Eaters who surrendered to him were just his blades in his eyes.

He didn’t care how many people this knife had killed before, or how cruelly it treated its enemies. He only needed to know that Bella was loyal enough to him, and that she was more capable and sharper than most Death Eaters. That was enough.

The world does not revolve around a single person. Even if Neville couldn’t figure it out, the battle continued.

Cyrus and Dumbledore had fought back and forth for several rounds, and many spells passed through them, almost taking their lives by a hair’s breadth!

Where had the wizards present seen such a tense and exciting duel?

For a moment, the entire Quidditch stadium was silent, and everyone held their breath, fearing that any noise they made would have any impact on the two people on the screen.

In the picture, Cyrus suddenly disappeared, and his figure seemed to appear in several places at the same time in an instant.

“Use several Apparitions at the same time?” Dumbledore frowned secretly. Wizards don’t have spells to split themselves. As expected, Cyrus cast several Apparitions at the same time, making his figure appear in different places around him in a short time.

This is a skill that tests the ability of wizards. Ordinary Apparitions still have the risk of disintegration. This method can be torn apart if you are not careful!

But not only did Cyrus not get torn apart, but he also surrounded Dumbledore and fired powerful spells from several angles at the same time. Four or five red beams of light suddenly chopped towards Dumbledore!

He had nowhere to hide and could only take it hard!

But Dumbledore didn’t seem to be worried at all.

He first took a step back slightly, and the elder wand bounced out, attracting a spell like a lightning rod. He turned around and shook it, grafting this spell onto the spell that attacked from behind.

Then, Dumbledore cast the traceless extension spell at some point, lengthened the distance of the third spell, took a step sideways, dodged the attack, and then took the fourth spell head-on, knocked it away and hit the fifth spell!

All this happened in an instant. At that moment, he was surrounded by messy beams of light, which made people think that it was dangerous, but he calmly solved all the problems.

“This is a skill, Cyrus, sometimes we don’t have to rush to a head-on collision.” He said easily, “Strong magic power does not mean everything.”

Cyrus always felt that he was going to say the next sentence: “Traditional spells focus on transformation.”

“You are right.” Cyrus put away his wand. He did not use his full strength, and Dumbledore did the same.

However, as a test, this degree is enough. Another reason is that another white-haired wizard rushed over here impatiently-Grindelwald almost went straight to the battle site of the two people.

He had no martial ethics and attacked by surprise. However, the spell did not hit anyone, but exploded between Cyrus and Dumbledore.

This was more like a horn, announcing his joining the fight.

He raised his chin arrogantly, with a disgusting smile on the corner of his mouth – there was no smile at all, just the flesh was pulling.

“You guys are really lively, do you mind if I join in?”