Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 224

c224 Who are you?

The green light of death only flashed for a moment, but it made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Harry briefly lost his vision. In the darkness, Cedric was silent and seemed to have died silently.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he realized that this long time in his mind was just a moment. The green lightning was still flying, and everything around him seemed to be shrouded in time and slowed down. And twisted.

Harry could see tiny dust particles floating in the air as if still, he could see the cold and cruel expression on Voldemort’s face, and he could see the green light reflected on Cedric’s fearful face…

That face overlapped with the illusion he had seen before. Cedric’s cold body fell to the ground silently with his eyes open.

As soon as he looked into those soulless, empty pupils, Harry felt like he couldn’t breathe.

Who can come to save him?

Mr. Sellers? Professor Dumbledore?

Harry wanted to scream, but he found that his body was as slow as everything around him – was death coming again?

He couldn’t help but think to himself, but at that moment, a blazing flame appeared out of thin air – Voldemort’s eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, but then he was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

“Wow!”

The golden fire rippled in an instant and spread towards every corner!

Harry could feel the warmth brought by the firelight. Under the bath of flames, even the wound on his forehead that was about to be pried open seemed to have softened a bit.

But this flame is not a gentle palm brushing against the cheek.

It carried huge power and swept through the entire room like a tornado!

Wherever the wave of flames did not pass, the air was distorted!

Voldemort quickly pulled the wand out of Harry’s brain, and then isolated a vacuum area in front of him, blocking the power of the fire like a wall.

But everyone knows that the flame is just a prelude, and the real dance is the one who walks with the flame.

“Bah!”

The cry of the phoenix came from the flames.

Then, there was a loud spell!

“Avada Kedavra!”

Green lightning pierced the flames, cutting off Voldemort’s spell before it could hit Cedric!

The two spells collided with each other, the power of death melted into each other, and the lightning collided, shattering the frozen time in an instant!

Cyrus raised his wand high and stepped out of the flames. The flames surrendered. His eyes were like torches, as if the gods were coming!

“Voldemort, do you only point your wand at children?” Cyrus said mockingly, breaking Voldemort’s spell, and his voice exuded cold murderous intent.

Harry reluctantly opened his eyes that were soaked in blood and looked at the flames. In the flames, Cedric fell to the ground as if he had been granted amnesty. The three figures were not walking side by side. Cyrus was walking in front. His appearance He is not as old as Voldemort said.

Harry immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if someone who had fallen from a high altitude finally landed safely, and his heart felt relieved as if his feet had stepped on solid ground. He just wanted to shout loudly, but the words were stuck before he could finish speaking.

“Cyrus, Dumbledore taught…wait, who are you?”

The second person who came out of the flames was not the Dumbledore he was familiar with, but a blond boy. The third boy was not blond, but the phoenix familiar to Harry surrounded him.

Handsome guys, who are you?

Where is Professor Dumbledore?

Harry wanted to ask, and he even noticed that Fawkes had the same expression on his face.

This beautiful flaming bird circled around the young Dumbledore, seeming to ask when Dumbledore also learned Nirvana and actually returned to his youth again?

“Dumbledore…” Voldemort frowned slightly and answered Harry’s doubts.

This boy who doesn’t look much older than him is actually Dumbledore?

“You’ve actually become younger.”

Voldemort is ready, intending to transfer the cost of time travel and changing history to Cyrus, who is closely related to him. If his plan goes well, Cyrus must have become aging at this moment, or even… It turns directly into loess and dies.

But he didn’t expect that not only did Cyrus not become an old man, but Dumbledore and Grindelwald returned to their youth under the power of time.

This was his mistake.

But Voldemort actually didn’t care very much. The power of time is not that easy to control.

“I really thank you, Tom. I haven’t experienced the feeling of youth for a long time. It’s very wonderful.” Even though Dumbledore has become younger, his way of speaking is still full of wisdom and old-fashioned.

“Ahem, Professor?” Cedric bent over, as if fire had been poured into his throat, and he choked to tears. “Professor, are you really…professor?”

He actually had many things he wanted to ask, such as Dumbledore’s appearance at the moment, Voldemort, Harry and the Horcruxes… But now was really not the time, and Dumbledore also interrupted him.

“You did a great job Cedric. You are upright and brave. You are a worthy warrior.” Young Dumbledore pressed Cedric’s shoulders solemnly.

This was not a courtesy on his part, but an honor that Cedric deserved.

“But now, take the others and leave the Department of Mysteries immediately. We will take care of the rest.”

“But Harry…”

“Don’t worry, I will take Harry back with me.” Even the young Dumbledore, when he spoke, gave people a kind of irresistible and reassuring power.

Cedric nodded vigorously immediately, and at this moment he had no choice but to believe.

“Boy, don’t forget to take the unlucky guy from Durmstrang.” Grindelwald mentioned.

Cedric turned around to look for the others who were knocked away by Voldemort, and Voldemort chose to ignore this little mouse. He looked at Dumbledore and whispered: “Can you now realize how wonderful what I am pursuing is?”

“Youth, the power in the body seems to have inexhaustible…”

“You are different from before.” Dumbledore stood side by side with Grindelwald, and when he looked at Voldemort, his eyes became more and more solemn.

He could feel that Voldemort’s magic power at this moment had surpassed his any time in history, and the soul hidden under the body was no longer incomplete. Although it was patched up, it was completely complete, and even had a lot more.

His eyes were scarlet, and the whites of his eyes were completely black, like two bright blood-red moons.

A complete soul, the magical legacy left by Morgana, the Deathly Hallows – this is Voldemort now!

“I dare say this will be the strongest enemy we have ever met!” Grindelwald said seriously. His heart was full of throbbing. In his magic eye, Voldemort at this moment seemed to be wrapped in a black and red ominous aura, and the terrible power continued to spread, like death and plague.

“Of course, I am stronger than ever!” Voldemort said coldly.

He even tolerantly let go of Harry Potter, leaving the boy who was once predicted to be the savior aside, as if he was insignificant at all. Voldemort didn’t even care about Dumbledore and Grindelwald. He raised his head slightly:

“You made me, especially you, Cyrus. If it weren’t for you, how would I know what a huge mistake I made, foolishly splitting my soul, ah——” Voldemort sighed for a long time, as if looking back at his unbearable past.

“I was so naive and childish at that time, didn’t I think it was a good idea to split the soul to maintain immortality. But I forgot that the power of magic relies on the unity of body, soul and emotion. How can a broken soul exert its greatest power!”

“So you went back to the past and made up for the lost soul?” Cyrus asked.

“Of course, this is the only way,” Voldemort said seriously, “You devoured my soul, and I am no longer your opponent. What else can I do except go back to the past?”

Now Voldemort can fully accept his failure, and he also has a lot to say about his rewarding time travel.

He didn’t say much before, because Harry Potter was not a qualified listener, but Cyrus was different.

Now, the four people who can decide the survival of the wizarding world are here, and every word they say can be recorded in history!

“I went back many times, took back my soul, and I also discovered your powerful secret, Dumbledore.” Voldemort raised the wand in his hand excitedly, “-Deathly Hallows, Elder Wand, it’s amazing, right?”

“I used to ignore too many things, thinking that fairy tales were just fairy tales, so I traced the source and found this!” He took out another black stone.

Cyrus noticed that Dumbledore’s breathing was heavier.

“Resurrection Stone!” Voldemort said hoarsely, “Look, I used it to bring me a living body, enough to carry any power! It’s ridiculous, I was blind before, and I actually made it into a Horcrux… It’s a pity that there is also that cloak, it seems to be invisible, and I can’t find it…”

Voldemort showed a regretful expression on his face, but he soon put this emotion behind him.

Since he got the Elder Wand in time, Voldemort has studied the legend of the God of Death and the three brothers seriously. Cloaks are not important to him at all. The Resurrection Stone and the Elder Wand are enough!

Dumbledore and Grindelwald were relieved when they heard that Voldemort gave up the cloak.

They didn’t think that the Deathly Hallows were really magic props made by the God of Death, but once the three Deathly Hallows were gathered, there might be some inexplicable magical power.

“Deathly Hallows…” Cyrus looked into Voldemort’s eyes and pondered.

He now has a Resurrection Stone in his hand, but he didn’t expect Voldemort to take the second one from the past. Will the appearance of two identical stones at the same time cause their magic to conflict?

He glanced at the wand in Voldemort’s hand. From the moment when the two people’s spells collided at the beginning, Cyrus could feel how powerful Voldemort was at this moment.

It seems that at least the power of the Elder Wand still exists.

“Then, I found my split soul back, and I found that when I put them together, the improvement brought far exceeded my imagination!”

Voldemort knew that Cyrus had used the same method to improve his soul strength, but he soon realized that the improvement brought by his own soul completion process was much greater than the improvement brought by the soul fragments that Cyrus devoured.

This made him doubt Cyrus’s existence.

Afterwards, he returned to 1992 and found the diary that caused trouble in Hogwarts. He found that the soul in the diary was not the same as Cyrus at all…

Voldemort stared at Cyrus with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Cyrus’ soul:

“So, Cyrus, why don’t you tell me who you are?”

“You are not the soul that I split at all, or not just… You devoured my soul and inherited my talent and power, but where did you come from?” Voldemort’s face was full of doubts, “No matter what time, I can’t find your shadow, except now!”

Voldemort pointed the finger at Cyrus in a few words.

Not only was he curious, but even Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at Cyrus with the corner of their eyes, as if expecting him to have an answer.

“Do you really want to know my past?” Cyrus asked back.

He twirled the wand on his fingertips and whispered.

“This is nothing strange. I am just a wandering soul who happened to come across your diary.”

If it was a few years ago, Cyrus certainly didn’t dare to reveal his identity like this, especially in front of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but now, even if he said it, what would it matter?

Magic is power. In the end, it depends on strength. There will never be anyone who really mourns for Voldemort’s soul, right?

But then again, Cyrus actually said nonsense. Who doesn’t know that he was originally a soul?

“It seems that the conversation is over, so let’s see the truth with our hands.” Voldemort had no intention of sneak attacking.

This time of time travel, he took back his soul, his power, his wisdom and nose, and of course his elegance.

He bowed briskly, as if what was about to unfold was not a life-and-death battle, but a wizard duel that followed the rules.

Of course, wizard duels usually involve the possibility of death…

Cyrus let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes flickering.

He glanced at Dumbledore and Grindelwald, who were both brought back to their youth by time. Although their understanding and knowledge of magic were still there, their magic power was not at its peak.

Cyrus himself, on the other hand, had reached his peak magic power because Voldemort had reversed his time.

He realized that he had to use all his strength to fight Voldemort in this battle!