Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 249

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Voldemort died like this.

There wasn’t even a wonderful duel worthy of his strength, and he simply died in the hands of Cyrus. It was no different from the ordinary wizards and even Muggles who died at his hands during the war.

So much so that when Harry looked at Voldemort’s voiceless body, he felt like it was all a dream.

He was afraid that the other party would stand up again the next second – he had done this more than once.

“He died like this?” Harry asked.

“What else can we do?” Cyrus said softly.

He slowly walked up to Voldemort. This miserable man’s eyes were still open, but his pupils were tinged with gray. Even after he died, he still looked ferocious, as if he was cursing the world.

“I just thought,” Harry opened his mouth, “… unexpected.”

“He was Voldemort! He killed so many people, and his magical power was so powerful! But his death was too…” Harry racked his brains before he came up with a not-so-appropriate word, “obscure?”

“He never cared about demi-human creatures. He thought they were low-level and dirty… and they would emit a stench whenever they breathed.”

He never thought that one day someone would say that Voldemort was a sad weakling.

“Well, let’s let his pretentiousness be wiped out in an ordinary death.”

But Sellers was quick to deny it.

“You see, he always feels that he is very powerful, and looks at others as if he were looking at another lower creature.” Cyrus said while surrounding Voldemort’s body, as if he was commenting on a dish.

“He found the right one, but his powerful talent does not actually come from this, Harry.” Cyrus explained, “There are too many pure-blood wizards in the world, and their bloodlines are equally ancient, but Not many people have the same talent as Voldemort.”

In fact, Voldemort did find his ancestors among pure-blood wizards, and this bloodline is extremely noble. It is not only a descendant of Slytherin, but more likely a descendant of the three Peverell brothers.

Voldemort thought he was a god, and he desperately wanted to get rid of his lowly identity – blood, human body, and the death that every life is bound to encounter…

Or, this is the best ending.

“Actually, I have another question…” Harry asked again.

This made Cyrus feel that Hogwarts should pay more attention to the teaching of cultural classes when teaching magic.

He suddenly felt so ironic.

Harry nodded blankly.

“Yes, but what is the actual difference between him and them?” Cyrus asked, “He is not a god. He will also die. After death, he will turn into a cold corpse like ordinary people.”

Grindelwald is also a pure-blood wizard, but his ancestors are not as prominent as Voldemort, and the same is true for the Dumbledore family.

They are not strong because of the power of their family or bloodline, they are strong enough in themselves!

Not to mention, by the time Voldemort found the Gaunt family, they had already become destitute in the wizarding world. The stupid inbreeding for the sake of blood purity has led to the decline of the Gaunt family, and the few remaining members are ugly and disabled.

“But you know what?” Cyrus said meaningfully, “I think this way of death is just right for him.”

Voldemort is extraordinary because of his power, isn’t it?

Harry thought.

He looked at Voldemort’s face: “He always felt that he was extraordinary. When he was in the Muggle world, he thought he was different. But after he came to the wizarding world, his outstanding talent fueled his arrogance.”

Speaking of this, Cyrus couldn’t help but look at Grindelwald.

But he still failed.

“He didn’t believe that he was just an ordinary wizard from the Muggle world. He thought that he was so extraordinary that he must have a noble identity worthy of his power. For this reason, he kept searching and finally found his wizard bloodline. The source. That is the Gaunt family.”

“But he’s right, isn’t he?” Harry asked.

“He is very powerful and unbeatable! Even I can’t guarantee that I can defeat him.” Cyrus said modestly, “He used his magic power to rule Britain for many years and killed many people, everyone Everyone is afraid of him…”

“He was not unknown. The whole world was watching the moment he died,” Sellers said.

Seeing that Cyrus didn’t seem to refuse, he asked, “Why didn’t his spell work on you later?”

“Apart from his powerful magical power, he is nothing.” Cyrus shook his head and said, “Just like the broken and patched soul under his handsome skin, he is weak and weak. dirty……”

“You want to say that Voldemort is actually nothing special, right?”

“He is destined not to be a respectable opponent or enemy, nor does he deserve a grand funeral.” Cyrus took out his wand and lit a flame in the wand. Under Harry’s gaze, he used the fire to kill Voldemort’s body was burned clean.

Harry just felt that this death was not suitable for Voldemort’s identity. He felt that even if Voldemort was going to die, he would probably die in a fierce battle, maybe with Dumbledore, maybe with Cyrus.

Not only because Cyrus defeated Voldemort, but more importantly, there is a thought-provoking magic in his words.

“That’s right, Harry.” Cyrus nodded in agreement. He was glad that Harry noticed this.

“You will find that Voldemort is like a child holding a dangerous weapon but not knowing right from wrong. He thinks he is invincible, but in fact he is so cowardly in the face of death and failure.” Cyrus said with a sad face.

Harry thought of his parents and everyone who died at the hands of Voldemort and the Death Eaters. They may be fighters or innocent people.

“His strength is only superficial.”

“That’s how he sees Muggles.” Harry said.

After listening to Cyrus’ words, Harry was thoughtful.

This made Harry feel absurd.

In fact, he knew what Harry meant.

He always had Muggle blood in his body, but he still died, and died so ordinary, no different from a mortal.

But this sentence coming out of Cyrus’ mouth was so convincing.

Harry listened quietly.

It was not Cyrus who answered Harry, but Snape:

“It’s simple, because it’s not the Elder Wand.”

He still didn’t look good to Harry, and looked at Harry as if he was looking at a stupid troll: “You don’t think Cyrus and Dumbledore planned for so long, they even considered the possibility that I would fail – but left you as a loophole?”

As Snape said, Cyrus couldn’t put all his hopes on Snape alone.

If Snape also failed, then Nagini would help Cyrus destroy the Elder Wand in Voldemort’s hand. This good girl didn’t betray Cyrus from the beginning, she just waited for the opportunity to act as a guarantee for Snape.

“Where did the third Elder Wand come from?”

“That’s another story.”

Cyrus thought about it and explained it to Harry.

“You know I looked for traces of ancient magic not long ago.”

Harry nodded, and Cyrus continued: “The four former guardians of ancient magic set up several tests to protect ancient magic. One of them left a magical illusion in her trial, in which there was a fake old wand.”

“So the third old wand was fake at the beginning.” Harry suddenly realized, “But ancient magic is indeed powerful, I never thought that the fake old wand could be taken out of the illusion.”

“You are wrong, Harry.” Cyrus shook his head, “The magic in the illusion can only exist in the illusion. It can’t be brought to the real world.”

Fake things are fake after all. If ancient magic can create the old wand at will and bring it into reality, wouldn’t it be possible to create an invincible army in an instant?

“But it did play the power of the old wand in your hands at the beginning?”

Harry felt that Cyrus’s words were a bit contradictory.

But Cyrus smiled mysteriously.

“How do you know this is the real world?”

“What?”

“Stupid, didn’t you realize this isn’t actually the real Hogwarts?” Snape sneered. He had already used potions to heal his arm injury. A comminuted fracture was nothing in the wizarding world.

“You’re just as stupid as your father who’s not good at thinking! Or do you have no brains at all?”

His two words made Harry blush.

No matter what Snape did, as long as he was still alive, Harry was destined not to like this kind of person. If he had died gloriously and greatly, I’m afraid Harry would miss him, but he’s still alive now, not only alive, but also mocking his dead father vigorously…

In fact, Harry now knows how much pressure Snape has endured over the years between Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Maybe he didn’t mean to feel pity for those who were killed, but he did save some people when he was a double agent.

But that’s how he is. He always wraps himself in the black robe and hides his good side deeply, as if he is ashamed to see others.

But Harry is not in the mood to argue with him now.

He still feels a little awkward with this person who has always loved his mother deeply.

“What do you mean this is not the real world?”

“In fact, this is the illusion.” Cyrus explained, “Didn’t you find that this Hogwarts is wrong from the beginning?”

Harry realized that maybe he was always troubled by death, which led him to not notice the changes in the castle along the way. Now think about it, there are indeed many strange places.

For example, there is no sun in the castle. When looking out from inside, you can only see a gray area. At that time, he thought it was like a pensieve.

In addition, there are no portraits that Harry is familiar with, and more importantly, there are no ghosts or Peeves!

“So, the current Hogwarts is just an illusion?” Harry asked in surprise.

Cyrus smiled slightly, did not answer, but pointed to the ground where Harry was standing. Harry immediately looked down and found that the puddle he was standing on actually showed traces of ink, like a faded ink painting.

“Snap!”

Then, he heard Cyrus snap his fingers in the empty secret room.

Everything seemed to be the same, but it also seemed completely different.

Harry felt as if something was fading away from his body, as if a thin layer of gray gauze had been ripped off, and he could see the true appearance of everything. His eyes suddenly brightened, and everything around him seemed to have color, as if the world had become clearer after the rain.

“The three of us worked together to envelop Hogwarts in an illusion.” Grindelwald also said.

He knew that Harry was Dumbledore’s favorite student, but now he didn’t like it that much.

On the contrary, when he looked at Harry, he had the mentality of looking at a grandson.

“Okay, let’s get out of here.” Cyrus took a step forward, “To be honest, I don’t like the secret room at all——”

——

The changes at Hogwarts Castle seemed to go unnoticed by those on the Quidditch pitch.

They couldn’t see or hear, and they didn’t even think the battle was dull – before Voldemort died, they had already had a wonderful contest in the castle.

When Harry and Voldemort fight, Voldemort’s powerful magic is vividly highlighted.

This also made them even more surprised by Voldemort’s final death, so much so that more than a thousand people actually fell silent at the same time.

“he died……”

I don’t know which wizard was the first to say this, it was like a stone dropped into a pool of stagnant water, causing huge waves!

“The mysterious man is dead!”

Li’s black face turned red with excitement. He jumped onto the chair, swung the wizard hat high on his head, and fired a spell at it in excitement, blowing up the innocent hat. What a mess!

Usually at this time, Mag would come out and criticize him severely, but this time Mag didn’t do that.

Her often pursed mouth couldn’t help but lift.

At times like this, little wizards must have something to celebrate!

Forget about them, even Mag himself couldn’t help but want to shout: Shidun goes out to celebrate this beautiful day!

Her eyes walked around the Quidditch pitch. With Li taking the lead, all the students began to cheer. They shouted:

“The mysterious man is dead!”

“Long live Cyrus!”

The voices were getting louder and louder, and even the students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were no exception.

Later, someone unknown – in fact, McGonagall suspected it was Ron – shouted: “The mysterious man is dead, why do we still call him the mysterious man?”

Then everyone shouted again:

“Voldemort is dead!”

Ron shouted: “No, it’s Tom who died!” But this made Hannah a little unhappy. She had an uncle, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, also named Tom.

Like Sellers said, Tom Riddle is pretentious, but he’s just an ordinary guy.

Even the name is so ordinary.