Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 214

c214 Sphinx’s puzzle

“Is that the Ministry of Magic?”

The British wizarding world is so big, and many young wizards from Hogwarts present recognized that the scene in the picture was the hall of the Ministry of Magic. The huge centaur statue and the Magic Brothers Fountain are so recognizable.

Not to mention the huge monument to “Magic is Might”, there is simply no other place like it in the whole of Britain!

only–

“How could they use such an important place in the Ministry of Magic as a competition venue?” Ron didn’t understand very much.

He turned his head and looked to his side, looking for someone to talk to, but there was no one on the left and right. Only Longbottom sat a little far away. This somewhat dull boy clenched his fists tightly and looked very troubled.

During the Christmas break after the dance, Cyrus took Bella to find him.

Cyrus didn’t mean any harm. In fact, when he was watching “Harry Potter”, he had a good impression of Neville, who almost became the savior. Now that he has obtained the power of ancient magic, he has a crush on Morgana. A magic that can extract pain from people has been improved. In theory, it can cure the Longbottoms who were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

And he also took the initiative to go to St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

But what Jeanne didn’t expect was that the obstacle to his parents’ recovery was not Cyrus’s lack of magical power, but his grandmother’s refusal to Cyrus and Bella to treat both of them.

The old man had a very stubborn temper and was unwilling to accept help from Bella, who was originally a Death Eater, and Cyrus, who was closely related to the Dark Lord.

In response, Cyrus had no choice but to leave.

One side is hatred, the other side is his parents, and the other side is his grandmother…Neville is caught in the middle, not knowing what to do.

This holiday was the first time in his life that he had quarreled with his grandmother, and until now, he has not written back to her.

Ron looked around, but still didn’t go up to talk to Neville. At this time, Hagrid walked over in a swaggering manner. He was a professor now and could have sat in the stands with a better view, but Hagrid had been used to sitting here since Harry came to school.

But he felt strange today. His butt, which was several times larger than the average person, sat down and almost pushed Ron out of his seat. He looked around and said strangely: “Where’s Harry? Hermione and Ginny are nowhere to be seen.” ”

“I don’t know, Professor McGonagall called them all over in the morning.” Ron said a little unhappily.

Obviously everyone usually plays together, but in the end, only a few of them were found by the teacher, but he was left alone. Isn’t this a kind of bullying?

He thought a little unhappily.

“I guess it’s an academic thing. As you know, I’m the only one with bad grades.” Ron said.

“Okay, I also said I would watch the game today and bring some food over.” Hagrid regretfully took out his teething stick, “Rock biscuit!” He didn’t give Ron a chance to refuse, and stuffed it into Ron’s mouth. In En’s arms, “It seems that only the two of us ate! You can eat more and take calcium!”

“Um…thank you…”

Ron stuffed the rock cakes into the seam of the seat next to him. He thought that if Harry had brought a few rock cakes with him during the last game and put them in his robes, Cassandra’s spell might be blocked. No more wear…

He was still having random fantasies, and a figure had already appeared in the picture.

Green flames suddenly ignited in the long row of fireplaces. In the flames, six figures walked out of the flames!

This was not the first time for Cyrus to come to the Ministry of Magic. He was very familiar with the structure here. Of course, the one who was most familiar with it was Dumbledore.

In the two years after Fudge was elected Minister, Dumbledore frequently came to the Ministry of Magic to help him handle matters.

But after all, the Ministry of Magic was actually used as the venue for the competition. Cyrus was really puzzled. How did the International Federation of Wizards convince the various magic officials in the UK?

This is not something Fudge can decide alone.

He walked on the smooth black marble of the atrium of the Ministry of Magic. Behind him, Cedric and Fleur looked surprised.

Especially Fleur, as a French person, it was her first time to see the British Ministry of Magic, and she also stepped into it personally. However, it is obvious that all the important research materials and other important documents of the Ministry of Magic have been cleared.

I am afraid that except for the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor, this place has completely turned into a competition stage.

Cassandra was also very curious about the appearance of the British Ministry of Magic. When she saw it, although it felt that it was not as spacious and advanced as the Magical Congress, the various sculptures and atmosphere in the Ministry of Magic made people more clearly feel that it was the birthplace of ancient magic. The majestic magnanimity of the British wizarding community, one of the most powerful places in the world.

It’s a sense of history.

However, compared to the Ministry of Magic, Cyrus focused more on Fleur Delacour.

From the prophecies Grindelwald told him before and the venue of the game at this moment, Cyrus suspected that the clock may refer to the Time Hall of the Department of Mysteries, and death and the curtain may be the Death Hall…

If so, there’s a good chance Voldemort will be resurrected in the second game!

His red-gold eyes looked directly at the beautiful quarter-veela, magic bursting out in his eyes, and he tried to find something related to Voldemort’s soul in Fleur.

This look made Fleur very uncomfortable. She felt like an onion, as if Cyrus had peeled it clean inside and out.

A very shameful feeling grew up in her heart. Fleur was about to get angry, but Cyrus had already withdrew her gaze.

He looked puzzled.

There was no trace of Voldemort’s presence on Fleur’s body, and she was not disguised by others.

But where has Voldemort gone?

‘Barty Crouch Jr. strangely changed the rules so that Beauxbatons’ warriors would not be eliminated, but two of them were killed by Cassandra. Now isn’t their only hope only Fleur? ’ Cyrus’ eyebrows furrowed.

But at this moment, Babajid walked out of the fireplace in the flames.

The old man glanced at all the warriors present, and then walked under the Magic Brothers Fountain. Under the magnificent golden decoration, he looked very majestic and solemn.

The person traveling with him was Fudge, and no matter how miserable Fudge was, he was still the Minister of Magic in the United Kingdom.

“Warriors,” Fudge squeezed his fat hands and showed a greasy smile like a businessman, “As you can see, the venue for the second game is at the Ministry of Magic. For this, we have done a lot of work… ”

He began to braid his tirade, and Cyrus clearly noticed that when Fudge’s eyes looked at him and Grindelwald, there was a dodge movement, as if he was guilty of committing a crime.

Now Sellers guessed how he had been persuaded.

The Death Eaters must have used the “threat” possessed by Cyrus and Grindelwald to get Fudge to back down. It’s even possible that Dumbledore became an enemy in Fudge’s imagination.

After a while, Fudge stopped his carefully prepared speech under the bored eyes of everyone.

Then, Babajide announced the start of the game:

“Warriors, now you have three hours to take back what was robbed of you.” Babajid said, “But one thing is, we never want to see another killing.”

He looked sternly at Cassandra.

Kassandra just shrugged, seemingly not taking his warning to heart.

Of course, she really didn’t plan to continue killing people. On the one hand, there were no Death Eaters among the people present. On the other hand, Cyrus didn’t want her to become too cruel.

Seeing that Cassandra did not make any dissatisfied move, Babajid also acquiesced to the other party’s consent, so he began to remind: “The Ministry of Magic has made some changes. There are many more exquisite traps and many dangerous magic hidden inside. Animals, if you want to quit, you can crush the token in your hand.”

He waved his wand, and then several delicate small objects flew in front of everyone.

Cyrus picked it up, took a casual look, and immediately understood the structure of this thing.

It looks like a beautiful stone, but its hardness is not very high. There should be a small door key wrapped inside. As long as it is crushed, the door key will activate and send the warrior to another place.

It seemed that Babajid really did not want to see the warrior die again.

“When I count to three, the game officially begins. One, two…three!”

As Babajide said the last number, a shrill whistle sounded in everyone’s ears.

Fleur was the first to take action, and among the brave warriors, her situation was the most dangerous. Cedric has Dumbledore to take care of him, and Cassandra has Cyrus as his backup. She has to fight alone.

Therefore, the first thing Fleur did was to protect and hide herself. She picked up her wand and threw a spell towards the ground.

“Smokey!”

In an instant, it was like a smoke bomb exploded in the atrium of the Ministry of Magic!

The billowing smoke instantly filled every corner, choking others to cough.

Cyrus just flicked his arm casually, as if opening a barrier to isolate the thick smoke half a meter away.

It was almost half a minute before he heard Dumbledore’s calm voice in the thick smoke.

“The clouds withdraw.”

The dispersed thick smoke gathered back as if time was reversed, and was condensed into a gray stone by the wand in Dumbledore’s hand, which fell to the ground. At this moment, Cedric, Fleur and Cassandra’s figures has disappeared.

Apparently, the three of them left the atrium in those few minutes.

Cyrus, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were left standing here.

Cyrus raised his chin slightly, his eyes half-opened, like the red-gold sun shining through the misty clouds!

He raised his hand slightly, and the dark green snake slipped from his wrist and turned into a wand held in his hand.

One against two, Cyrus is still under pressure.

Although he learned the Madago cat’s clone spell, the spell was actually not perfect, and the clone would split his power into two.

If a fight really breaks out, Cyrus can only split into two clones at most, one of which inherits his original magic power, and the other inherits the power of the evil ancient magic left by Morgana.

In this way, he could barely deal with two people at the same time, but the outcome was hard to say.

But unexpectedly, Grindelwald did not take action immediately. Cyrus could clearly see that he was full of hostility towards him, but he sneered and took back his wand. Perhaps he still had some concerns. After all, although Cyrus was prepared to fight one against two, Dumbledore might not help Grindelwald if a fight really broke out.

Grindelwald passed by Cyrus and Dumbledore, but stopped when he came to Dumbledore. He looked at Dumbledore like a wife who caught an adulterer.

“I really want to know, what is your most important treasure?” Grindelwald said in a rhythmic tone.

This reminded Cyrus of the famous saying:

“Do you think Dumbledore will mourn for you?”

The sense of déjà vu is too strong!

He is indeed a jealous gas stove!

Grindelwald left, and then Dumbledore also politely greeted Cyrus, and then walked into the depths of the Ministry of Magic.

The entire Ministry of Magic was properly cast with many spells, disrupting the original levels and the positions of the rooms, not to mention that the elevator had stopped running long ago. Now, this is a huge maze!

They need to find the warrior’s precious “treasure” here!

This reminded Cyrus.

If Voldemort is not in Fleur, will he be possessed by the treasure?

“I remember Fleur’s treasure is her sister Gabrielle Delacour.”

He felt more and more likely, but whether the truth is true or not, it has to be seen to make a conclusion.

Cyrus also started to act.

He looked around the atrium and found the last door that had not been opened. Obviously, this is the entrance to the maze.

Cyrus opened the door and it was dark inside.

He stepped forward, and in an instant, he felt dizzy as if he had performed an apparition. No, not as if, he did experience an apparition. After being thrown out of the distorted space again, what was in front of him was a huge monster!

It was about three to five meters tall, sitting on the ground with its head against the ceiling. It had a lion-like body with sharp claws and a pair of huge wings on its back. However, the most eye-catching thing was its upper body – it had a completely human face and chest, and wisdom flashed in its fierce eyes.

This is a Sphinx!

“You want to pass through here unless you can guess my answer.” The Sphinx made a low and hoarse voice. The corners of its eyes were like almonds, but much larger, and its sharp claws showed its danger!

It did not give Cyrus the right to refuse, and answered the riddle on its own.

“I am alive but have no breath. I am cold whether I am alive or dead. I am never thirsty, although I always drink.”