Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Boom!!!

There was a muffled sound in the air, and then, a black thing fell from mid-air and rolled several times on the ground.

Cedric had several people in his hand so tightly that the force of the swing of the portkey nearly dislocated his arm. He hit the ground hard and rolled around in a panic for several times. The warriors he brought back and their treasures also scattered with a snap.

More than a thousand people on the Quidditch field screamed. They stood up one by one, stretched their necks, waved their hands and shouted!

Digory!

Digory!

...

Cedric got up from the ground. His head was bleeding and his eyes were blurred. The sun shone warmly on his frozen body, making him feel a little dazed.

Did you see it? A middle-aged man shouted loudly in the stands, and his surprised and proud voice could be heard throughout the stadium. That's my child! That's my child!

Amos Diggory pushed his way through the crowd and raised his hands above his head in excitement.

People in the crowd behaved differently. The moment Cedric came back, Ron discovered Harry and others who had been brought back by Digory with great difficulty. Harry was also awake, but looked older than Digory. Many times more miserable.

He saw Harry rushing towards the castle eagerly. Ron suddenly had a bad feeling and jumped out of the auditorium without hesitation.

Now, most people are cheering Diggory's victory, but some people don't think so. After all, Cassandra and Fleur have also returned with their treasures.

I think we need a fair verdict, said Fudge, and better yet find out what happened in the Department of Mysteries!

The last scene they could see was the three most powerful wizards standing together. As a result, Cyrus suddenly became very old, while Dumbledore and Grindelwald became younger as if they had reversed time. stand up.

At that time, Fudge guessed that something might have happened in the Time Hall, but due to the progress of the game, he was unable to send someone to check. Scrimgeour wanted to break the game, but he couldn't disobey the minister's orders.

Fortunately, after that, Cyrus suddenly reversed time and regained his strength, and the three people disappeared in the flames.

'With Dumbledore here, it can't be too bad. ’ Even though Fudge disliked Dumbledore very much, he still believed in Dumbledore’s strength. Not to mention that before leaving, Cyrus and Grindelwald seemed to have put aside their differences.

'Hope the Department of Mysteries is safe...'

Fudge thought as he and all the other referees came to Cedric's side.

Hogwarts Champion, Cedric Diggory, you are the first to return from the Department of Mysteries, and you have won victory for Hogwarts, Babajide Akinbad said solemnly .

His old eyes also glanced at Fleur and Cassandra, but Fleur was already unconscious, and Cassandra was a little slower when she came back. He didn't come back at the same time as Cedric, but followed the second group. Otherwise Cedric wouldn't be able to bring so many people.

Cedric seemed to wake up from his trance after hearing Akinbad's voice, and realized that what happened to him in the Department of Mysteries was not a dream, but a painfully clear reality!

His body couldn't help but tremble again, and he looked at Fudge with fear and pleading in his eyes:

Sir! Auror... the Auror must be sent to the Department of Mysteries immediately! He almost pounced on Fudge.

Don't panic, kid of the Amos family. Fudge also realized that something might have happened in the Department of Mysteries, but in such a public place, Fudge couldn't lose his composure. Is the magic in the Department of Mysteries out of control?

Cedric shook his head quickly. He couldn't even speak clearly due to panic and fear, and he was gasping for air. He always felt as if Voldemort was still standing in front of him at this moment, squeezing his throat with his cold hands.

Yes... it's the mysterious man! Cedric shouted, as if he had exhausted all his strength, Sir, the mysterious man is back...

Fudge suddenly froze as if under a freezing spell, the fat all over his body seemed to have become hard, and his limbs were cold.

Don't be joking, kid! This is not a funny joke... His tone was a bit stern, We have other witnesses here!

Fudge looked at Cassandra as if asking for help, as if he wanted to hear another answer from Cassandra.

To be honest, Fudge would rather have the Ministry of Magic bombed to nothing than hear that terrifying name.

However, Cassandra just nodded coldly and looked at him as if she were looking at an idiot: If you call the person named Voldemort a mysterious man, then he is indeed back.

Fudge's hanging heart seemed to have finally died.

Especially when Cassandra said the name Voldemort without any scruples, his feet even softened and he almost fell to the ground. Now his face was as white as a dead person...

The cheers of thousands of people were cooled down in an instant, and every little wizard in Hogwarts felt like he was in a ridiculous dream.

And for some, this is just the beginning!

Barty Crouch Jr., who transformed into Maxim, was the first to attack Bellatrix. His words were sharp and his hostility was very obvious: Ms. Lestrange, I remember you are a Death Eater, right? Don't you have anything to explain?

In this moment, Bella seemed to be the target of public criticism.

All eyes were pressed towards her, especially Fudge, who seemed to have found an outlet. There was fierce malice hidden under the trembling fat, and it seemed that he was going to arrest Bellatrix as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, he still managed to retain some sense and did not attack rashly, but Umbridge could no longer bear it. She mistakenly thought this was her opportunity for revenge, and immediately found a hat and put it on Bella's head.

Ilvermorny has been cruel and ruthless since she participated in the Tournament. Bellatrix herself is a Death Eater, and the man named Cyrus is closely related to the mysterious man. Can I think that, Did you help the mysterious man come back?

Umbridge walked towards Bella proudly at this moment, and the scrutinizing eyes behind her seemed to her to be a different kind of force, supporting her and giving her the courage to stand in front of Bella.

Now, what else can you explain, Bellatrix Lestrange? she said softly with a sweet, revolting smile on her face.

If not, the Aurors will arrest you first, and those students from Ilvermorny-

Snapped!

Bella slapped her face with cold eyes. She didn't respond at all, but her eyes revealed a fierce threat, Are you talking to me, toad?

She slapped Umbridge's face until it was swollen. Then, before the others could react, she glanced over. The Aurors present were indeed ready to make a move, but they still had some scruples.

Calm down, gentlemen! Mag shouted at the top of his lungs.

She had been a teacher at Hogwarts for decades, and her words made the young Aurors afraid to act rashly. Everyone remembered this stern Gryffindor Headmaster.

Now is not the time for us to argue here, Minister Fudge. I think the most important thing now is to send Aurors to provide support in the Department of Mysteries.

Yes, yes... Fudge was in a daze for a moment, and he laughed dryly, still holding on to the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

Voldemort may not really be resurrected, right?

As long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, it might be false.

Even a warrior is just a child after all, and maybe they were just frightened by some phantom.

Your little head must be too excited, Cedric. Fudge deceived himself, as if everything was just as he imagined. He touched Cedric's head affectionately, Okay, enjoy. Your victory!

But, the mysterious man...

There is no You-Know-Who! Fudge interrupted him forcefully, It's just that the magic in the Department of Mysteries is out of control. This is not common, but don't worry, Dumbledore is here, the Ministry of Magic will not collapse!

he said confidently.

However, just as he finished speaking, the big screens on the Quidditch pitch began to shake violently!

He was startled and immediately looked over there.

I saw the floor of the eighth floor being torn apart in an instant, and then, two huge dragon-shaped monsters rushed out from the Department of Mysteries. They bit and fought, and their wings and torsos collided with the floors of several floors. And it’s still rising…

Kingsley was stunned for a moment, then slowly walked to Fudge's side and said silently:

Minister, the Ministry of Magic is really going to collapse now...

Then what are you waiting for? Fudge's face turned dark, Why don't you send out all the Aurors?!

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Meanwhile, in the Department of Mysteries.

Hall of Death.

Cyrus held Gryffindor's sword and struck. Time seemed to freeze. Between the lightning and flint, the sword cut through the solid object. A ferocious head hit the ground heavily, and endless blood spurted out, like It was like a fountain rushing straight to the ceiling of the Death Hall.

Boom!

Voldemort's body fell to the ground together with the fallen head...

His head was still intact.

What was chopped off was the head of the basilisk.

The confused basilisk's body was still twisting, and blood gurgled out from the huge wound like a spring, staining the entire death hall's stairs leading to the arch like a carpet, as if welcoming the arrival of death.

The huge head also rolled down in front of the arch at this moment, its dim eyes were still moving, and the snake's teeth were flowing with venom...

I didn't expect that I couldn't kill you like this. Cyrus said coldly, holding the sword.

At that moment, Voldemort had no time to dodge, but he used Disapparation (which is not the same magic as Apparition) to summon the Basilisk that was fighting the Thunder Phoenix, and blocked the knife for him.

However, Gryffindor's sword still hurt Voldemort's body.

There was a huge incision on Voldemort's chest.

But what surprised Cyrus was that not a drop of blood flowed out from the wound, as if he was no longer flesh and blood. Through the gap, Cyrus could not see the inner structure of his body.

Voldemort seemed to know what Cyrus was thinking, and smiled coldly: Look, will I still bleed now?

Clone Spell, I really underestimated you. He stood up, and the huge wound squirmed and was quickly stitched together. This is a trick you played on Christmas, right? Let me guess, When was it?

he said to himself.

Ah, by the way, you dropped the sword and when you were almost hit by my spell, you completed the clone in the smoke, right? No wonder you even lost your hat. No wonder I always feel that the you just now is a little bit... Weak. I think this clone will split your strength into two, right?

Voldemort saw through the weakness of this spell, his voice became colder and colder, and now he was filled with killing intent!

Then how do you have the strength to deal with me now?!

How could Cyrus be his opponent with only half of his magic power left? !

This move will kill you!

Avada Kedavra!

boom!!!

The spell exploded like lightning!

The black shadow flew out and fell to the ground miserably like a rag doll.

Voldemort spit out a mouthful of blood and rolled down the steps half dead.

He raised his head in disbelief and looked behind him. Cyrus, who was trapped by his spell, was freed from his restraints at some point, and the snakewood wand that was knocked away by him didn't know when to return. In the hands of Cyrus.

The spell that exploded just now was not cast by Voldemort at all, but by Cyrus who gave him a hard blow from behind!

Now, the two Cyrus stood high on the steps, looking down at Voldemort, and the black curtain on the arch behind Voldemort was raised high, seeming to call him to walk in...

The damage caused by this spell to Voldemort can be said to be very huge, even more than the damage caused by being cut by Gryffindor's sword. But Voldemort didn't understand, how could Cyrus, whose magic power was split into two, still be able to cast such a powerful spell?

Can't understand? Why don't I tell you. Cyrus said, Because from the beginning, I never divided the magic power into two halves.

Cyrus's clone spell does require his ability to be split in two.

But Cyrus with the sword doesn't need magic power at all, he only needs a powerful body!

From the beginning, all the magic power was in Cyrus, who was holding the wand. He pretended to be weak, lured Voldemort out of the central hall, and deliberately threw away the snakewood wand. Voldemort did not know that the snakewood wand could turn into a snake and return automatically. In the hands of Cyrus - the blow that finally struck Voldemort seriously.

At this moment, Voldemort seemed to want to continue to fight back, but when he picked up the wand, he suddenly frowned.

As if he noticed something, he made an unhappy thump sound.