Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 251

c251 person cursed by death

time.

Like death, it is a magical force that exists naturally in this world and is difficult to crack.

They are innate and can be manipulated by non-wizards as they wish, just as even the most powerful wizards cannot avoid death. Voldemort tried his best to create Horcruxes and use the Resurrection Stone to reshape his body, but in fact, since his body was destroyed by Lily’s spell more than ten years ago, his life is no longer truly alive.

Even taking into account his half-dead appearance, his lifespan is not very long among wizards, and he is not even ninety years old!

“Time turner?” Fitzgerald looked over in surprise, “I thought that after the Ministry of Magic’s Time Hall was completely destroyed, the magic of time would never be controlled by wizards again.”

What makes the power of time work is actually not the spell words inscribed on the converter, but the sands of time.

Now that most of the Sands of Time have been destroyed, the small converter in Cyrus’ hand is theoretically unable to function. But his magical power is too powerful, and time seems to have become a plaything in his hands, with the golden light wheel reversing in circles!

“Are you planning to go to such a long time ago?” Percival asked worriedly, “You shouldn’t do this. No one knows what the consequences will be.”

Of course, Voldemort knew.

He reversed time for decades and returned to various eras he lived in. He even escaped the punishment of time…

But at that time, he took help from the Time Hall and passed on the side effects that time had brought to him. As for now, the price you have to pay to reverse time will only be higher!

“I don’t need to reverse time, I just need to see the past.” Cyrus said calmly.

One difference between him and Voldemort is that he still has some respect for many things, such as time and the laws of nature. He doesn’t want to take insurance unless he has to.

Under the power of time, the illusory shadow became clearer and clearer.

Cyrus frowned slightly – the man looked old enough, his hair was sparse and dry, and his torso was almost bent at ninety degrees… He was leaning on a cane, but Cyrus couldn’t tell what his wrist was like. The crutch is more shriveled than anyone else, and he is like a walking mummy.

With every step he took, Cyrus wondered if he would stop breathing any time soon.

With just one glance, Cyrus ruled out the idea that he was a transfer student.

If that transfer student really existed, Cyrus didn’t believe that it would take just a few hundred years for a powerful wizard to become like this. The man in front of him is destined to be even more ancient and deeply immersed in the quagmire of black magic.

“Do you have any impression of him?” Cyrus asked.

In fact, for some reason, he felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

But the four guardians shook their heads at the same time.

“I’m afraid we have never seen this person, but the question is how he came to the Knowledge Pavilion and what his purpose was.” Rookwood said.

“You’ll know just by looking at it.” Cyrus continued to release magic power. His palms were slightly bent, and the knob on his wrist seemed to be turning the clockwork of time. He saw the zombie-like man opening the starry sky-like ground, as if moving toward Xinghai took a step forward.

“He went underground,” Sellers said.

“But there is nothing under the ground of Qiuzhi Pavilion.” Sen Bakar said doubtfully.

Until now, they still don’t know what the purpose of this mysterious guy is.

They all waited for time to continue to turn around, but at this time, the screen seemed to freeze suddenly.

“What’s wrong?”

Fitzgerald asked subconsciously, but there was no need for Cyrus to answer her question, because the answer was already displayed in front of them——

The old man suddenly raised his head – only then did everyone see his face clearly – it was a face full of wrinkles, and the folds on his face were more uneven than the Whomping Willow in Hogwarts. The uneven bark is exaggerated.

His eyes were also cloudy, as if rice and noodles had been mixed together.

It’s hard to imagine that such eyes can see anything, but he can not only see the road in front of him, but also see the current Cyrus across the torrent of time…

He grinned – as if tearing open a piece of dead skin… Then, countless maggots squirmed out of his body…

Sellers suddenly felt creepy.

All images disappeared.

“He found us!” Rookwood’s voice became sharp. He really didn’t expect that he had become a portrait, but he was still frightened by the scene just now.

Seeing the future from the past, they dare not think about who actually has such powerful power. He is simply no longer a human being, maybe a god.

“Who is that?!”

“Whoever that is, I dare say he is not alive.” Fitzgerald said seriously.

In fact, she didn’t need to say anything, everyone could feel the aura of death lingering around that terrible guy. It seemed like that guy had just crawled out of the soil not long ago, and there were still so many rot worms hidden in his body.

It took the guardians a while to calm down.

Only then did they realize that Cyrus seemed to have not spoken for a long time. He was just standing there, his head lowered in thought.

In fact, at this moment, Cyrus was searching for all the memories in his brain – from the moment he was resurrected, every bit of it so far was played in his mind like a movie.

He was like a bystander, trying to find traces related to the mysterious man.

But he found nothing.

“How about it, do you remember anything?”

Cyrus shook his head.

“My brain is like a living meditation bowl, all memories and details can’t escape my eyes. If I really saw that person, I wouldn’t find no trace at all.” He said, “Let’s start from another angle. Please open the magic seal of the Seeking Knowledge Pavilion.”

The four guardians nodded, and in an instant, the door to the underground opened again in front of Cyrus.

He walked down the spiral staircase – returning to this place again, Cyrus felt completely different.

Most of the huge cave had collapsed, the road was broken by boulders, and there were ruins everywhere. Thanks to the spell, the Hogwarts Castle did not collapse, but almost everything here has been buried.

Cyrus walked down while waving his arms. He only needed to move his palms to move the boulders weighing dozens of tons away from him. He only needed a thought to reconnect the broken road.

Soon, he reached the end of the road.

There was a hollow building made of goblin mithril. Under the ground of Hogwarts, it was like the dragon vein of the earth, an ancient and magnificent heart that kept beating.

“Do not disturb the sleeping dragon.”

Now the dragon has fallen asleep in Cyrus’ body, leaving only the empty mithril shell.

There is nothing here, what is the purpose of that person?

He looked around and suddenly realized that there was something missing here——

——

“What do you want to do with this thing?”

In the principal’s office, Dumbledore pushed his half-moon glasses, stared at the thing in Grindelwald’s palm, and couldn’t help asking.

“Don’t tell me you want to keep a small animal too.”

“You call this a small animal?” Grindelwald shook his head and smiled. He picked it up casually, revealing the true appearance of the thing – a small black dragon.

It was Morgana’s legacy, the part that Voldemort took.

After Voldemort’s death, this thing did not dissipate, but was taken away by Grindelwald.

“Even I am surprised by this huge magic power – don’t you want it at all?” He pinched the black dragon’s tail, as if asking: Do you want a French fry?

The black dragon was naturally a little annoyed by his treatment, and bent his head to bite Grindelwald’s fingers.

“What do I need this for?” Dumbledore asked back. He looked particularly relaxed, as if he had suddenly become several years younger. “I think the future is not my time. Powerful power is no longer useful to me.”

“Aren’t you worried about Cyrus?” Grindelwald put the black dragon into the pocket of his windbreaker like a gecko, then turned around and sat elegantly on the chair.

“He wants to break the Statute of Secrecy. For so many years, the bandage of the Statute of Secrecy has protected the wounds of wizards, but it has also completely merged with the newly grown flesh and blood. Once torn, it will inevitably bleed!” Grindelwald said with certainty, “In fact, this is not only a conflict between Muggles and wizards, but also a conflict within wizards.”

He was absolutely right.

Most wizards in this world are conservatives.

They live one day at a time and have no long-term vision. Just like the British government, as long as the problem has not yet appeared, even if there are hidden dangers, there is no problem. Even if the problem has already appeared, they will also make excuses.

Since you can live in the shroud, why bother to remove it?

“Now there are a large number of wizards who trust him and regard him as an idol, but he has too few followers, far less than I did at that time.” Grindelwald said.

In order to win over believers and expand his power, Grindelwald gave speeches everywhere and instigated Aurors to rebel, just like the mustache in the magic world to inspire people. Even when he was arrested and imprisoned, he did not forget to instigate the jailers.

But Cyrus did very little.

“Once he said he wanted to break the Statute of Secrecy, I’m afraid not many people would be willing to follow him.” Grindelwald said.

Dumbledore also pondered for a moment.

Opposition means conflict.

“What do you think he will do?” Grindelwald asked.

“I believe Cyrus will not take extreme measures like you.” Dumbledore still expressed his confidence in Cyrus.

“Really? Then how much do you know about him? Do you know why he wants to break the Statute of Secrecy?” Grindelwald asked again, “For himself, or for the wizarding world?”

Even for greater interests, there are different positions.

Fifty years ago, Grindelwald represented the interests of wizards, while Dumbledore chose to stand on the side of Muggles.

And what about Cyrus?

He might just be doing it for himself.

“Not to mention, does he have any agenda? Any practical plan? Or does he intend to use violence to break through this barrier?” Grindelwald asked.

His words were a little impolite, and there was even a feeling that Cyrus was still immature. But in fact, the issues he mentioned were very critical.

“His ideas are too general. If he takes a wrong step, Muggles will become enemies of wizards, and conservative wizards will become enemies of revolutionary wizards, so as to prevent conflicts even among his own followers!”

Even among the reformists, some are radical and some are gentle.

“The magic world may be in chaos first. At that time, even if he does not intend to start a war, he may not be able to help himself.”

Grindelwald’s concerns also made Dumbledore worried.

He cannot be said to be a completely selfless person-at least he thinks so-but years of work have also made Dumbledore accustomed to considering the overall situation rather than the individual.

“I will find a time to talk to him.” Dumbledore’s biggest worry still comes from Cyrus himself.

He knows that Cyrus broke the Statute of Secrecy in order to rule two worlds at the same time.

For power, Cyrus is not as secretive as Dumbledore. On the contrary, Cyrus is better at using power and his strength.

For example, Fudge, this guy who changes his mind according to the situation, dares to trip up Dumbledore, but dares not disrespect Cyrus. Because Dumbledore will not do anything to him, but Cyrus will really kill him.

And the power that Cyrus values ​​is definitely not a position like the Minister of Magic or the Prime Minister. He wants more – that is an absolute power, a strong power!

It is difficult for Dumbledore to imagine whether it is a good thing for the world to have a dictator in two worlds at the same time.

“What about you, what do you want to do?” Dumbledore asked.

“I don’t want to do anything.” Grindelwald shook his head and said, his expression was very sincere, “I chose to help Voldemort in order to eliminate Cyrus, because I saw the prophecy of your death. But now this prophecy seems to have been broken, and there is no need for me to go against Cyrus.” He shrugged, “As for the Statute of Confidentiality… that kind of thing.”

At this point, he laughed.

There was bitterness in this laugh. Obviously, Grindelwald was sneering at the stubborn self in the past.

“I acted according to the program you set for me, thinking that this was my dream – for the greater good, I was so obsessed that I forgot that I was not so obsessed at the beginning.” He said.

His biggest obsession was the two months of living in Godric’s Hollow, not anything else.

Of course, the thing he regretted most was also.