Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

Chapter 39 - Buckbeak

"Hagrid, how are you doing recently?" Cyrus walked into Hagrid's hut. Hagrid thought she was coming to fight with him again and took out the parchment pie and wanted to give it to Cyrus. "I'm not here to practice dueling with you. Tomorrow is your first class as the Magical Creatures Professor. How are you preparing?"

Hagrid was relieved and said proudly: "I have prepared a very powerful little guy for Harry and the others to see. It will definitely succeed!"

Cyrus found a place to sit down, "Hagrid, do you remember what I told you before?" Hagrid also blamed himself a little, "I remember, Cyrus. So I only invited a good person this time. Friend, Buckbeak. He has a good character and will not hurt students."

Cyrus raised his forehead and said, "Hagrid, can I listen to the class tomorrow? I happen to have nothing to do tomorrow, and I am also very curious about your friend." Although Cyrus was not sure that Draco had been harmed by magical creatures Whether it will be considered as a breach of promise, but it is better to avoid this kind of thing. Hagrid was very happy: "Of course, I will feel more at ease if you are here to help."

In the magical beasts class, Cyrus met the little guy Hagrid talked about, the hippogriff Buckbeak. She stood next to the Slytherin students, "Cyrus, why are you in class with us?" Draco came over. He didn't know since when his parents had been telling him to have a good relationship with Cyrus at school. He himself didn't think so. Don't we have a very good relationship with Cyrus?

"Hello, Draco. I have no class today, so I just happened to come to see Hagrid's friends." Draco glanced at Buckbeak, "Just that weird horse? What's so good about that? My white horse The peacock is much prettier than that."

Cyrus watched as Harry was carried by Hagrid onto Buckbeak, and Harry was carried away. She looked at Draco, "Draco, are you afraid of heights?" Draco looked confused, "Of course not, I'm Slytherin's Seeker."

"Really..." Cyrus saw Buckbeak flying down and walking out of the crowd. Harry also got off Buckbeak. Cyrus faced Buckbeak without fear, and then bowed gracefully. Buckbeak raised his right front hoof and bowed his head. Then Cyrus stepped forward to touch Buckbeak and looked at Draco, "Draco, you come too. Just like I just did."

Draco, who was originally dismissive of the beast in front of him, saw that Cyrus was doing the same, so he had no choice but to do the same. Draco also arrived safely beside Buckbeak. Cyrus jumped on Buckbeak first and stretched out his hand to Draco: "Come here."

Draco hesitated, took Cyrus's hand, and sat on Buckbeak. "Come here!" "Hagrid, do you mind if I take Draco for a spin?"

Hagrid slapped Buckbeak on the butt, "Go on, friends! Show them your true charm."

The two of them were sitting on a bumpy horse. Draco was at a loss behind Cyrus. "Hold on to me, don't touch his feathers, it will make him angry." Cyrus hugged Buckbeak's neck. , feeling that his clothes were being grabbed, the vision of the two gradually increased. Buckbeak took the two of them around Hogwarts Castle. Cyrus was also attracted by the scenery and couldn't help but smile and look at Draco behind him.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" The long hair blew and tickled Draco's face from time to time, and the girl's blue eyes were full of smiles. Draco felt his heart beating violently,

"Well...it's beautiful."

Taking the two back to the forest, all the students were eager to try, but no one showed contempt for Buckbeak anymore. Cyrus looked at Draco beside him, "Every creature has its own charm. Maybe you can try to understand them before labeling them in the future."

Draco put his head aside, "Don't preach to me like an old man." Cyrus didn't care that Draco was being awkward, and when he wanted to leave, Draco's voice came from behind him.

"Do you like the feeling of flying in the sky?"

“Quite a good experience.”

"Cyrus, I didn't expect you to be here." Hermione greeted Cyrus, "Well, come and have a look if you have nothing to do. Why don't you try it? It feels great to fly." Hermione glanced at Buckby Grams, "I don't like the feeling of my feet off the ground." Cyrus glanced at Ron who was waiting in line, "Maybe you can ride with Ron, the two of you might not be so scared."

Hermione looked at Ron unnaturally, "Forget it, I don't need his help."

"Cyrus, it felt great just now, didn't it? If you wanted to ride just now, you could actually ride with me." Harry also ran over. "It's just a whim. How are you doing lately, Harry?" Harry scratched his head. "It's still like that. It's been quite strange lately...I keep seeing unknown things." Cyrus smiled, "It varies from person to person. Maybe it's just a matter of mentality. Maybe that ominousness could be a sign of good things to come."

"By the way, Cyrus. Can you teach me the Patronus Charm? You must have learned it long ago if you are so good." Harry thought of the scene when he saw the dementors on the train. Cyrus seemed to be thinking: " Maybe you can find Professor Luping, he will definitely teach better than me. You will be taking his class soon, so look forward to it."

Cyrus saw Neville standing in the corner of the crowd and walked up to greet him. Perhaps because of the company of Neville's parents, Neville is no longer as timid and cowardly as before. "Are the Longbottoms okay, Neville?" Neville nodded vigorously, "Thank you very much, Cyrus. My father has taught me a lot of spells recently, although I haven't mastered them yet."

Cyrus looked at Neville gently and said, "The happiness of the family is so good." Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she quietly said to Neville: "Then are you still afraid of Professor Snape?" Neville He struggled: "Although I still feel scared, I respect Professor Snape very much. I know that if it weren't for him, my parents would never wake up." Cyrus nodded, "Professor Snape is a very reliable person. , as a student, of course you must respect him.”

Thanks to Cyrus' guidance, Neville did not summon Snape in front of the Boggart, but an out-of-control broomstick.

The Quidditch match is about to start, and the Slytherin team is practicing on the pitch. "Cyrus, come to the Quidditch pitch in a moment." Draco appeared wearing a Quidditch uniform.

"um, I……"

"Don't ask so many questions, I'll be back soon!" Then Draco ran away.

Cyrus walked into the Quidditch pitch, and Draco rode a broom in front of her and stretched out his hand, "Here!" Cyrus looked at the broom under him, which was a specially customized extended version.

"I'm not very interested in Quidditch." Draco raised his eyebrows, "It seems that Miss Slytherin is scared." Cyrus smiled gently, "Master Malfoy, please don't spit it out at that moment. .”

Cyrus sat on the broom, and she controlled the broom in front to fly up at a high speed, turning and rolling back and forth in the air. Then, after rising into the sky, she rushed straight down. Draco behind him hugged her waist tightly. "Ahhhh! Are you crazy?!" Cyrus raised his head the moment the two of them were about to touch the ground. Hold the broom parallel to the ground and fly over the grass at low speed.

After circling a circle of the court and slowly slowing down to a stop, she felt that the person behind her was leaning on her, with her pale blond hair hanging on her shoulders. "It seems that Master Malfoy needs more practice." She helped Draco get off the broom and helped him to rest on the grass.

Looking at his pale face, he summoned a glass of water and handed it over, "Why are you so good at riding a broomstick? I thought..." Cyrus saw everyone in the Quidditch team also looking at him in surprise, " I'm actually pretty good at sports, but I'm just not that interested in Quidditch." Then he patted Draco and said, "Thank you, Draco. It seems quite interesting."

Then he took out the latest model of Firebolt from the ring, which he gave to her after investing in their company. "Flint, can you let me join in and give it a try?"

In the auditorium of Hogwarts at night, several players wearing Slytherin Quidditch uniforms lay on the table with desperate expressions on their faces, "Miss Slytherin's physical strength is so good... It's simply devilish training... …”

A goalkeeper cried on the side: "You are just interfering with her scoring goals. Every time I see the ball hitting my face at high speed, I feel like saying goodbye to this world..."

"Flint...if Cyrus can make the team, wouldn't we win every game?" Draco looked at Flint who was lying on the table with a pale face. Flint waved his hand, "I told Miss Slytherin a long time ago that she was not interested. Then I will talk to the dean and maybe she can join..."

"Sir, are you looking for me?" "Miss Slytherin's whim makes us Quidditch players uncomfortable." Cyrus's eyes dodge: "Ah... I just haven't tried it, I can't control it... I I will apologize to Flint and the others."

Snape chuckled: "It's because they are not as capable as you. What position do you want to play?" Cyrus waved his hand quickly, "Sir, I'm actually not that interested in Quidditch..." "You will play as Slater?" Quidditch Chaser substitute, Miss Slytherin wouldn't want to support her house like this, would she?"

Cyrus was helpless and didn't want to refuse, "Okay sir, if it's just a substitute."

On Hogsmeade Day, almost all the students went to Hogsmeade. Harry did not get his uncle's signed consent and had to stay. But with the help of the twins, Harry used the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak to sneak to Hogsmeade. On the way, he saw Fudge, Professor McGonagall and others walking into the Three Broomsticks pub. They seemed to be discussing themselves, Sailor Si is also among them.

Harry, wearing an invisibility cloak, followed everyone to the bar booth. Fudge told the members of the Ministry of Magic around him, "No one thought that Sirius Black would escape from prison. We only received news of his appearance nearby a few days ago." Professor McGonagall was worried about the safety of the students, "That has nothing to do with Hogwarts." What does it matter, Minister Fudge, the appearance of Dementors has already caused a lot of trouble to the students."

Fudge is also very annoyed. Recently, the outside world has been putting pressure on Fudge. He must catch Black quickly. "Black once betrayed Harry's parents and caused their death. I suspect that his target was Harry. What a ridiculous person. He is still Harry's godfather."

Cyrus, who was sitting aside, spoke up, "Minister Fudge, I'm curious, who accused Black of betraying the Potters? It seems that he was directly arrested and taken to Azkaban." Fudge was dissatisfied with Cyrus. Si said such words, but still smiled and explained: "Miss Slytherin, you must also understand the original situation. All the Aurors who were present after what Black did saw it. I don't think there is any need to prove it."

"Is that so..." Cyrus looked at the corner where Harry was, "Isn't this how many truths are concealed..."

Harry couldn't believe what he heard and ran out of the bar in panic. Hermione noticed the footprints appearing out of thin air on the ground, and ran after them with Ron. Hermione tentatively grabbed the air, and Harry's invisibility cloak slipped off. "It's him! He killed my parents! I heard it all..."

Cyrus, who was following behind, looked at the three of them. He didn't hear a word I said...

Then he felt someone put his hand on his shoulder, "Look who I found, George?" "I am Fred, George." The twins appeared on both sides of Cyrus, "Hello, George, Fred." Cyrus looked at the two of them in turn, "Cyrus, you are mistaken. I am George."

Cyrus looked at Fred, "The magic power of each person's body is different, even twins with the same appearance are different. Fred." The two of them were discouraged, "Okay, Miss Slytherin. , so boring.”

"Huh? Isn't that our stupid brother? Want to have some fun, Fred?" "Of course!" The two of them laughed evilly at each other, and then grabbed Cyrus who wanted to leave, "Cyrus, you want to Do you want to join? I'm sure I'll make you laugh!" Without hearing Cyrus's answer, the two of them pulled her to squat behind the stone, and the three of them discussed something in secret.

Harry felt much better after being comforted by Hermione and Ron. When he was about to leave with the two of them, his head felt cold, and when he turned around, he was hit with snow on his face. "Harry, I'm sorry! I swear I just aimed at Ron!" "I swear too!" The twins stood on the rock and looked down at them, rubbing the snowballs in their hands, with a smirk on their faces.

Ron also picked up the snow on the ground and threw it at the two of them, "Oh, our brother fought back!" "Let me show you our latest research, the rotten snowball!" A snowball exuding a foul smell hit the ground. On Ron's face, "George! Fred!"

A snowball fight began between the four, and Hermione later joined them. Just as the Harrys and the others were getting closer to the twins, Fred shouted: "Cyrus! It's now!" Cyrus appeared, looking at the Harrys and Harrys with a hint of amusement: "You guys Okay, then...goodbye."

A huge snowball appeared behind Cyrus, gradually taller than the twins. Harry watched the shadow of the snowball gradually block his sight and turned around and shouted: "Run!!!" Cyrus directed the snowball. Rolling towards the three of them, the twins laughed loudly as they watched the three of them being chased by the giant snowball. The two hugged Cyrus: "Hahaha, that's awesome Cyrus!" Cyrus put down his hand and followed the snow. The ball also stopped. "Isn't it a bit too much to bully them..." Cyrus was staggered by the two men and brought to Harry and the other three, who were sweating profusely and breathing heavily. "I thought... I was going to be crushed to death by a snowball just now." Ron lay on the ground and was afraid for a while. Cyrus cast a Cleanse for several people, "Sorry, I went a little too far."

"Cyrus...how did you do it just now?" Hermione was full of curiosity about all the unknowns. Cyrus stretched out his hand and a small piece of snow gradually grew larger. "It's probably a combination of freezing spell and transfiguration. I'll use it later." Controlled by a levitating spell, magic is applied behind the snowball to accelerate its rolling."

Hermione stared into Cyrus's eyes, "Transfiguration... Cyrus, are you very good at transfiguration?" Cyrus immediately had a premonition that something was wrong. At that time, Hermione had seen herself after the transformation, and she might still be doubting it now. I am Sean.

"Okay, what's wrong?" Hermione was also a little embarrassed. Although Cyrus was very powerful, why did she have to disguise herself as a man to meet Ginny. "Ah, it's nothing. I just think you are very proficient in magic spells."

"Let's go to Three Broomsticks for a drink as my apology." Cyrus was the first to change the topic and went to Three Broomsticks with the five people. After taking their seats, Cyrus motioned to the bar, "Please give us five glasses of fire." ...Butterbeer, thank you." Fudge and others had already left at this time, and it felt a little unnatural for Harry to come back here again. Cyrus pretended not to notice the glances that Harry glanced at her from time to time, and she made an excuse to pay and leave before several people finished their drinks.

The Quidditch match started, but the weather was not good at all, with heavy rain, lightning, and dark clouds. Cyrus is still thinking that this kind of day cannot be canceled or rescheduled. Even if nothing happens, something will happen...

"Flint, can I play today?" Cyrus looked at Flint who was adjusting his gloves, "Miss Slytherin, are you willing to play!?" Everyone also looked expectantly, "Well, I'm sorry about the last It disrupts the plan for a moment. But the weather is very dangerous now, and I can protect everyone if something unexpected happens."

"We won't hold you back, really! Go change clothes quickly." Draco pushed Cyrus into the changing room, and Cyrus opened a gap: "Draco, don't fly too high." Draco crossed his arms and turned his back to Cyrus, "I know, it's so long-winded!"