Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

A series of magic spells swept through Cyrus's body with strong winds, and her consciousness gradually fell into a trance. There were mixed and fuzzy sounds in my ears,

"monster!"

"go to hell!"

"Kill her quickly! Don't let her come here!"

"Attack that basilisk's eyes, quickly!"

"Traitor! Criminal! Damn Death Eater!"

"Why! We believe you so much!"

Her long black hair was spread over the black robe that was stained red with blood. A smile appeared on her lips, and her white teeth were in sharp contrast to the bloody dark red on the side of her face.

"This world is really terrible."

Strong magic pressure gathered around Cyrus again, her face was extremely pale and her smile was bleak. A dark figure quickly ran past everyone's feet, passing through a person and quickly approaching Cyrus.

Then he jumped forward with all his strength, caught the curse that hit Cyrus, and threw Cyrus to the edge of the cliff who was about to fall into the abyss.

"You smug pure-blood bastard! Come back with me!"

After regaining his original state, Sirius grabbed Cyrus by the collar of his black robe and roared loudly. Cyrus seemed to be in shock and couldn't react at all for a moment. Sirius covered Cyrus's ears with his hands, blood slid down his arms, and the noisy and chaotic world became hazy. Haierbo's body stood in front of the two of them, blocking everyone's sight.

"I don't know what you were planning and why you did it. To be honest, I'm very angry, whether it's Harry and the others who were injured and put themselves in danger, or your current behavior. You should be punished, but not by these idiots. You It's Cyrus, my friend. Come back with me, stop...you are brazenly telling me to live for myself. I am living a wonderful life now. What about you!"

Sirius stood up and was about to drag Cyrus away when a sharp and unpleasant curse sounded, "Avada Kedavra!"

The curse with a green halo passed through the hall, passed over Herbo's body, and pointed directly at Sirius, who had his back turned to them. Sirius subconsciously protected Cyrus. His hands quickly wrapped around Cyrus, blocking her body tightly.

At this moment, a powerful magic power enveloped Sirius, and his figure became smaller again. Cyrus pulled the black robe and turned over to protect Sirius, who had turned into a big black dog next to him. The green curse passed above them. A voice that was hoarse and cracked from fighting rang in Sirius's ears.

"Go back, Sirius. Remember your promise, I am your enemy, take them back."

Before Sirius could react, his body floated uncontrollably. Cyrus used his hands to exert force and directly kicked the big black dog under him into the crowd.

"Thank you my friend."

Little Barty looked back at Bella who was screaming excitedly with a look of disgust on her face, even though her master had ordered them to just watch the battle. But he didn't stop Bella's sudden attack. It's just that the results are really unsatisfactory. Under the cover of Haierbo's body, no one saw Sirius's figure.

He sneered, and when he was about to mock the mad woman, the huge snake body swept past her. All the Death Eaters received Herbo's collision attack solidly, and Voldemort, who was watching the battle above the hall, looked at Cyrus.

What responded to him was the black fire that suddenly attacked the Death Eaters. Bella, shouting hysterically, raised her wand, "Bitch!"

Without saying a word, Bella fired a Cruciatus Curse at Cyrus. Cyrus in the middle of the hall accepted the spell without flinching. Every day she suffered the pain caused by a broken soul, and a mere Cruciatus Curse would not help her at all.

She gripped the dagger tightly, and with magic as her driving force, she aimed at a target and threw it without mercy.

A dagger shining with dazzling light was like a strong beam of light, piercing Bella's manically laughing mouth. As the dagger accurately penetrated her throat, it made a creepy intermittent sound.

Then, her body fell to the ground with a bang. The sudden black flames quickly climbed up Bella's body and swallowed her instantly, leaving only a pile of ashes in the center of the Death Eater.

"That crazy woman... died? Just like that?" Everyone was stunned for a while, even little Barty was stunned for a moment.

A Death Eater looked down at a pile of ashes on the ground, and in the center of the ashes lay a dagger. Just now, he only felt his whole body tense, and some hot liquid splashed on his mask, and then his vision was swallowed by darkness. Apart from the burning heat of the flames that he could feel in his body, he could no longer notice anything else. But at this moment, his throat was dry and itchy, but he couldn't swallow a mouthful of saliva. An irresistible chill quickly invaded his whole body.

Facts have proven that even cruel and bloodthirsty Death Eaters will feel fear when their lives are in danger. Previously, the Death Eaters had a rough idea of ​​Cyrus' strength, and not everyone could destroy Azkaban by themselves.

Cyrus's actions in obeying Voldemort's orders made the Death Eaters emboldened, so they were able to taunt Cyrus just now under Voldemort's orders.

Bella's sudden death became a wake-up call for all Death Eaters. Following Voldemort's orders, Cyrus killed Bella under his nose... What surprised them even more was that Voldemort did not stop Cyrus' behavior.

The eyes of all the Death Eaters slowly moved to the center of the hall, and they all looked at the pale Voldemort with different expressions. But no one dared to speak first, and no one dared to take any action.

Rather than saying that Voldemort didn't stop him, it's better to say that he didn't bother to stop Cyrus at all.

The battle scene was chaotic, and just as he was enjoying the painful expressions of the members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, the sound of Bella firing the Cruciatus Curse attracted him.

Just when he was about to stop the private fight between the two, a heartbreaking pain hit him, making it difficult for him to breathe for a moment. Voldemort felt that his bones, muscles and even his soul were being torn apart.

This familiar yet resentful pain made him feel like he was back a few years ago, when the little girl pressed her forehead with one hand and grinned. Her pupils were shining like scarlet, revealing a hint of teasing and ridicule. And the words with a smile: "Feel the burning from your soul!"

Cyrus was firmly hit by the Cruciatus Curse, but Voldemort also suffered the attack of the curse, as well as the pain from his soul.

His head buzzed, blood surged in Voldemort's body, and the wand in his hand instantly turned into powder. The bloodshot eyes were as scarlet as ghosts, and the terrifying gaze spanned the entire hall, and finally settled on the black Death Eaters.

Cyrus walked into the crowd calmly, exuding an unparalleled aura. She picked up the dagger on the ground, not forgetting to use the black robe of the Death Eater next to her to wipe off the ashes and blood stained on the dagger.

Feeling the gaze from Voldemort, Cyrus looked up. She was seriously injured and had no strength to taunt Voldemort, but she still raised her hand and raised the corners of her mouth, putting on a particularly bright fake smile:

Surprises came one after another. A burst of fire appeared out of thin air in front of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and a hole was broken in the grid covering everyone. With the iconic phoenix call, here comes Dumbledore.

As soon as the phoenix Fawkes appeared, it flew into the sky to deal with Herbo. Harry and others shouted at Dumbledore, "Principal Dumbledore! Voldemort is back!"

However, Dumbledore did not respond to everyone. From the moment he appeared until now, his eyes have been directed at Cyrus, who was standing in the middle of the Death Eaters. There were burnt marks everywhere on his wizard robe, and the sleeves were covered in dust. Harry had never seen Dumbledore in such a state of embarrassment, nor had he seen Dumbledore so silent.

The Death Eaters who noticed Dumbledore's presence cast spells at him without caring about anything else. Flames as flexible and turbulent as water surged out of Dumbledore's wand, swallowing up all the curses along the way, and were still rushing towards the Death Eaters.

Seeing that the attacks were ineffective, the Death Eaters fled away in confusion. Only one person stood still. In Cyrus's peripheral vision, Fox was entangled with the injured Helbo, who was still hissing in snake language to remind Cyrus to run.

The confining spell that surrounded everyone gradually dissipated after Voldemort was traumatized by the Cruciatus Curse. Hermione and Qiu were treating Moody's injuries. Harry and Cedric supported each other. Sirius held the earrings in his hands and shouted at himself. Keep waving. Scrimgeour directed everyone in the Ministry of Magic to evacuate the wounded during the battle. The arrival of Dumbledore relieved his frown.

Father, he is late... When she faced Dumbledore's calm and cold eyes, an unspeakable pain flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth moved downward involuntarily, causing the wounds on her face to ache. There were no words between the two of them, and the hot flames rushed towards Cyrus like crazy.

He shook the heavy dagger in his hand, but no more flames ignited around his body.

The wave of flames spread towards her like a giant beast, black mist suddenly appeared around Cyrus, and Voldemort flew quickly from above the hall.

Along with Voldemort's figure, a brilliant spell flashed, and a solid protective spell glowing with golden light immediately appeared in front of Cyrus, blocking the huge wave of flames rushing towards her in time. At the same time, he hugged Cyrus tightly around the waist, lifted her whole body, and the two of them quickly flew high into the sky along with the black mist.

"Miss Cyrus always gives me all kinds of surprises." Voldemort looked solemn, with a heavy haze covering his face, and the veins on his pale forehead stood out like amazing arcs of electricity. His voice was dry and gloomy, as if holding an angry flame.

"What a longing for me, the day I will skin you alive and cramp you!"

Cyrus was very uncomfortable being hugged by Voldemort. He released his magic power and competed with Voldemort. "I am also looking forward to this day. However, I think it is better for you to entertain the violent old man first."

Dumbledore's attacks never stopped. As the wand in his hand danced, blazing flames rushed straight towards Voldemort. Black mist dodged up and down in the air, and Voldemort's figure was like a phantom, wandering between the flames. This kind of fleeing fighting made him very angry.

Voldemort realized that his power was too much and he could not compete with Dumbledore for long. He felt that his physical strength was gradually being depleted and his soul was being eroded by the attacks of the Cruciatus Curse.

At the same time, Cyrus was also seriously injured. Her body had been torn apart by numerous spells, and blood continued to flow from the wounds. The power of the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic was also revealed at this moment. They gradually cooperated and defeated the Death Eaters.

However, Voldemort did not lose all his sanity, and everything was under control except for the fact that he discovered that Cyrus also had his own soul inside him.

Originally, he had not planned to rely on Cyrus to clean up the entire Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix. Even if he could not do this himself, it would only be a punishment for Cyrus.

His goal has been achieved, that is, understanding the prophecy and completely drawing Cyrus into the Death Eaters. I just didn't expect that Dumbledore would suddenly go berserk and attack him without hesitation.

He waved his hand, and a flame reflecting green light quickly condensed into a huge snake head. It instantly stretched out its sharp fangs and rushed towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore, however, was undeterred. As he waved the wand in his hand, countless strands of water gathered and gradually formed a huge water ball, blocking the fangs.

Then, the water ball expanded rapidly and enveloped the entire snake head. At the same time, the flame wall also shrank back to deal with the giant snake again, trapping it. The wall of flames that rushed toward the two people shrank back and returned to deal with the giant snake.

"Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being the master of folk juggling and fire-breathing." Cyrus appeared with a gentle taunt at the wrong time. Voldemort ignored Cyrus and took advantage of Dumbledore's distraction to quickly phantom him with him. Shape leaves. The remaining Death Eaters also took advantage of the chaos and fled the Ministry of Magic.

After Voldemort and others left, Herbo, who was fighting with Fox, quickly returned to the earring in Sirius's hand, and no one called for a response. At this time, everyone couldn't care less about the basilisk. There was no joy in surviving the disaster, and everyone was silent. Harry limped to Dumbledore's side. He looked around, his eyes a little sour.

Tonight he experienced the first war in his life. Perhaps war is not the right word, it was massacre. The vast hall was filled with smoke, and the ground was stained red with blood. The smell of burning fire and blood made Harry's stomach churn.

Originally, he thought that the various dissected corpses of magical creatures in Snape's office were bloody enough, but not as bloody as one ten thousandth here. Reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic arrived, and stretchers were laid out in the hall one by one, and then carried away one by one.

"Do you really understand death?"

Cyrus' words once appeared in Harry's mind. He clenched his fists. Anger, confusion, and grievance, all complex emotions came to his mind. I understood death, experienced war, and the cruelest thing made me understand these things. It just happens to be you.

Scenes from his past with Cyrus reappeared in his mind. It was she who helped him when school started. He originally thought she was superior, but she was still gentle and distant to everyone.

She would always save him when he was in danger, and she even went to pick him up from his uncle's house to watch a football match. I have to say that it was such a relief. Unconsciously, Cyrus became a professor and his own teacher. The training methods are always cruel, and they are well prepared to provide him with ointments.

His eyes moved to the scattered corpse fragments and ashes on the ground, and all the beauty suddenly seemed so unreal.

Many dark wizards and even Death Eaters came from Slytherin. At the Mirror of Erised, she was the one who held the enemy's forehead with one hand and used the spell with a smile while one hand was pierced by the spell. The curse she used at the time... seemed to be the Unforgivable Curse.

It was the same when she was in the secret room. Why did she suddenly appear? Didn't she mean that she didn't know where the secret room was at that time... If Cyrus had discovered the secret room long ago, even knew about the existence of the basilisk, and allowed the situation to develop.

So did she watch herself take risks despite knowing the danger, and even let the other students, Ginny, bear the risk of death?

"Dumbledore! What's going on?! Not to mention the Death Eaters, she alone caused so many casualties!"

Scrimgeour's roar rang in his ears. Harry looked over, but someone pulled his shoulder. Harry was hugged by Sirius, and his tone of voice was no longer frivolous and inappropriate.

He held Harry's shoulders tightly and covered his ears with his hands, "Don't think about anything, don't think about anything!" Sirius repeated this sentence over and over again, as if he was also hypnotizing himself.

At this time, Harry did not listen to Sirius's words, but saw the members of the Order of the Phoenix behind Sirius from the corner of his eye.

Moody's prosthetic eye has fallen off, and there is another deep hole above the terrible scar. His entire face was badly burned, and Tonks and Lupin were treating his wounds.

Next to Moody, there was a gray body lying, and Kingsley was petrified. And his right arm was missing entirely. It must have been that he was attacked by a curse after being petrified.

Looking at everyone in DA, Ginny's beautiful face was covered with scars. Hermione hugged Ron and buried her head in Ron's chest. His shoulders were shaking, and he was holding a very unfamiliar necklace in his hand.

The optimistic smile on Luna's face disappeared, her face turned pale, and she squatted in the corner and looked down at the ground. Neville walked over to her and sat down next to her, secretly wiping away tears and clutching the wand in his hand.

Zhang Qiu and Cedric sat together, holding hands tightly. She was crying, and Cedric forced a smile. After noticing Harry's gaze, he seemed to want to say something, but stopped.

Four green fires flashed in the Ministry of Magic's fireplace, and the four Heads of Hogwarts appeared. Professor McGonagall and others ran towards Harry and others with worried faces, and the one walking slowly at the end was Snape.

His movements were a little stiff and slow, and his face was livid. He quickly looked around the entire hall, seeming to feel even worse because he didn't find the person he was looking for.

He glanced at Dumbledore, who was surrounded by members of the Ministry of Magic and reporters who came after hearing the news, and then looked at everyone in the Order of the Phoenix. Snape turned around and wanted to leave without any pause, as if he didn't care about everyone at all.

"Professor Snape, wait!"

Lupine quickly ran to Snape. He looked around and asked in a low voice: "Cyrus, did she tell you anything?" Lupine asked Snape like this because he was notified at that time. It was Snape who sent members of the Order of the Phoenix to the Ministry of Magic to rescue Harry and others. He didn't say the source of the news, but simply said that Harry and others had fallen into a trap and asked them to leave quickly.

Dumbledore arrived after the Order of the Phoenix, and obviously he knew the news later.

Lupine asked cautiously, and then glanced at Sirius who was comforting Harry. For some reason, Lupine felt that the coldness radiating from Snape's body was even worse, and his words were full of malice.

"The body parts scattered here are enough to answer your stupid question."

Lupine was visibly disappointed. It wasn't that he didn't see Cyrus killing people without hesitation, but he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart.

"If...I mean if, she was threatened or controlled..."

"Remus, forget it! Taking Harry and the others back to Hogwarts for treatment is the first priority now." Tonks came up behind the two of them at some point, looking a little embarrassed when they looked at them.

Snape had a sullen expression on his face, and his clenched fists clenched under his sleeves. Anger made his voice low and hoarse,

"Back to Hogwarts for treatment? She killed Madam Pomfrey!"