Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

"You guys go over there. We've already done some research during the day. That's where Muggles live. Let's go catch the Mudblood wizard!"

Several men wearing black robes and pointed hats and white skull-shaped masks held up their wands and set fire to the passing tents one by one. The quiet night was broken by screams one after another.

The three Death Eaters were about to cast a curse on the Muggles in front of them, when a cold voice came from behind, "Let me think about which one should be captured, or all of them."

Cyrus looked around after taking care of the three people and casting the Oblivion Charm on the Muggle. Looking at the brightest part of the fire, a green magic spell rushed into the sky and spread out. The mark of the dark devil appeared in the dim clouds, and little Barty successfully escaped.

"Miss Cyrus, he wants to harm Harry Potter!" Dobby appeared and jumped up anxiously. Cyrus frowned, "What's going on?"

"Dobby saw a man suddenly appear next to Winky. After they were hit by a spell, the man left Winky and ran away. He picked up Harry Potter's wand and fired the spell in the sky. When he saw the Auror, he was chasing after him. Dropped his wand and ran away! He must have wanted to wrongfully accuse Harry Potter!"

"Did you see that man's face clearly?"

"I can't see very clearly. I'm afraid that Twinkle will find me and I'm far away. Miss Cyrus, what should I do!?"

Cyrus knelt down and looked into Dobby's eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's okay, Dobby. Harry will be okay, I promise. Thank you. Is Winky your good friend?"

Dobby hesitated: "It doesn't count...she doesn't listen to Dobby at all, and her personality is as stubborn as Kreacher." Cyrus patted him on the shoulder, "I understand, you go back and rest. I'll come back later deal with."

When Fudge and Barty Crouch arrived at the scene with the Aurors, it was in a mess. There was a burnt smell everywhere, but there were signs of water dousing the tents. They looked at a huge water balloon in front of them, with several people floating vaguely in the water balloon.

Standing next to the water balloon, Cyrus pointed his index finger down. The water balloon burst and merged into the soil, pouring four or five people in black robes out of the water balloon. Some of them have fainted, and some are coughing violently.

"It's really disappointing to have the rare World Cup interrupted. I saw they were casting evil spells on Muggles and half-blood wizards, so I arrested them. I leave it to you, Minister Fudge, Mr. Crouch."

Fudge looked at the huge water balloon, then at the people lying there, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Barty Crouch glanced at the faces of the people on the ground and relaxed his clenched hands. "Um, Miss Slytherin. What happened just now..." Fudge wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Cyrus pointed to the dark mark in the sky, "Isn't it obvious? Death Eaters are rioting."

Too lazy to pay attention to Fudge, he looked at the house elf being held in the hands of an Auror. "She was the one holding the wand when we arrived, and there were bones appearing in the flashback spell!"

The Auror reported to Fudge and Crouch. "There are no Death Eaters! They are just drunk dark wizards!" Fudge began to be incompetently furious again, and then Harry and others appeared, "I saw it! It wasn't the house elf, it was the tall and thin man next to her. A curse cast by a man!”

Crouch visibly trembled after hearing Harry's words, and a tall, fat man with glasses also spoke, "I think we can take her back for investigation and use truth in the approval hall..."

"How could a house elf use such a spell, Winky! Because you have brought shame on the Crouch family and violated my orders, leave now!" Crouch threw a glove to Winky, and he and Winky's master-servant contract Finish.

With tears in his eyes, Winky begged Crouch with tears in his eyes, "Master, no! Please, you can punish Winky for doing anything! Please don't fire Winky!"

The status of house elves is indeed inferior to that of wizards, and since the house elves are members of the Ministry of Magic, everyone maintains acquiescence.

Winky beside Crouch was still crying. Cyrus frowned and snapped his fingers, "Kool, take her to Dumbledore and arrange for her to work at Hogwarts."

Then he looked at everyone and said, "Then I'll leave it to everyone at the Ministry of Magic. I'll go back and rest first. After all, I'm still a student."

"Miss Slytherin, please come back with us to investigate. After all..." an Auror in the crowd spoke.

"What kind of investigation?! Miss Slytherin helped us catch her! They're just a few drunkards!" Fudge yelled at the Auror, and then followed Cyrus to send her away.

"Cyrus! Where did you go just now?! I've been looking for you!" Sirius squeezed out from the crowd,

"I just saw them bullying others, so I stepped in to help."

"Then why didn't you ask me to come with you? I couldn't find you during the game." Cyrus comforted the grumpy big black dog, "I happened to meet these people on the way back. Aren't you protecting Harry?"

Before Sirius could speak, Snape stepped out and stood in front of him, "Some idiot ran after those people as soon as his brain got hot, and he didn't care about Potter and the others."

"You hadn't suddenly hindered me. If it weren't for you, I would have caught up with them!" Seeing the two of them starting to fight again, Cyrus pulled Snape and said, "Well, I asked sir to protect Harry and the others. . Maybe I stopped you because I was afraid that you would be in danger. Take Harry and the others back quickly, it is still very dangerous here. I want to go back to find Principal Dumbledore."

Cyrus holding Snape's hand was particularly eye-catching, "Tsk, I got it!"

Cyrus and Snape returned to the Slytherin mansion. There were five or six people tied up in the dungeon, all of whom Cyrus had secretly captured before the Aurors arrived. "Why should I stop that stupid dog?"

Cyrus actually asked Snape to watch Sirius and the others. If Barty Jr. was caught, he would be in trouble. "I need that person to escape. His role will be crucial later."

Snape held Cyrus's hand tightly and asked, "Will there be any danger in the future?" He would not ask the girl about her specific plans as long as she was not in danger. Cyrus in turn clasped his fingers with Snape, "No."

"Sir, are you hungry? I learned a few dishes from Mrs. Weasley. Can you try them?"

"I didn't expect Miss Cyrus to be so versatile now." Snape's frown relaxed, and Cyrus pulled him into the dining room, "Just wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

After a while, Cyrus appeared with a big pot of stew, "I was afraid it wouldn't work, so I made the simplest thing." Snape had never been an expressive person, so he ate in silence, Cyrus Smiling at him, "How are you doing, sir?"

"good."

Cyrus tilted his head and looked at Snape's awkward look, "For our strict Head of Slytherin, yes is already a high praise. I'm frightened." Snape chuckled, "Cyrus Miss Luss is getting really glib."

"Miss, I think you already know the consequences of spreading your charm to others indiscriminately." Snape suddenly changed the subject, and Cyrus looked confused, "What?"

Snape looked at Cyrus with a mocking look on his face, "Miss Weasley is really persistent, so how can Mr. Sean refuse such a person who is so infatuated with you? But I think he should be very calm." , after all, there are countless people who are infatuated with either Mr. Sean or Miss Cyrus."

Cyrus put his forehead on the table with one hand, "I don't know whether I should say you have a good memory or you are petty. I really miss your well-behaved look." Cyrus's head was suddenly held down, "It seems that the game will be held this afternoon. Miss Luss had a great time.”

Cyrus put his hands on Snape's hands and said, "The gentleman back then was so cute that I couldn't help it." Then he gently kissed the side of Snape's face. Snape put his head aside and sat down again, "Go and have a rest as soon as you finish eating. I hope Miss Cyrus won't be late for the opening ceremony tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, Mr. was quite easy to coax. Cyrus nodded and stretched out his hands to Snape, "Severus, take me back." Snape sighed slightly, stood up and put Cyrus on his shoulder with one hand.

Cyrus, who was lying head down, slapped Snape on the back, "When did you become so petty?" Then he felt the hand holding him loosen, and Cyrus quickly grabbed Snape's waist, "Grudgeful old man" bat……"

"What did Miss Slytherin just call me?"

"Severus, put me down, I can go by myself..." Cyrus felt her body floating, and Snape hugged her across his chest again, "You dislike me for being old?"

Cyrus put his hands on Snape's cheeks, "How could it be? You are the youngest professor at Hogwarts. I am more than a few thousand years old."

"...That's the soul. Don't you know your birthday?" Cyrus shook his head, "I never took my birthday seriously, so I didn't ask Salazar. But he probably doesn't know my birthday either. After all, he I have been researching for a long time through various means to create mine, and there is no specific day at all. But based on the Hogwarts admission notice, my current age should be 16."

Snape gently placed her on the bed, and Cyrus held Snape's hand, "Severus, stay with me."

"Miss Cyrus, don't you want your poor professor to sleep?" Cyrus pretended, "You sleep with me." He pulled Snape and wanted to lie down, "This way I won't be afraid of being late. Severus, call me."

The man leaned over and pressed her down, "Miss Cyrus challenges my endurance every time."

The girl below her had a blush on her cheeks, and her body shape changed with a wave of her hand. "Then it's okay for me to turn into a man, Severus - my good friend?"

Snape rubbed the soft black hair of the young man under him, hugged him from behind, and pressed his head on Cyrus' neck, "Go to sleep...there is still one year."

Cyrus turned around and kneaded Snape's cheeks with his hands, "I didn't expect that the usually cold and mean Dean has such a gentle side."

Cyrus finally felt how Hermione and the others were blushing and writhing on the bed while reading romance novels. The eyes of such an ascetic man were now full of repressed lust.

"Miss Sellers, do you know about age-enhancing drugs? Your professor won't mind being a little rougher if you continue to act like this."

Cyrus' hand that was squeezing Snape's cheek paused, "Haha... I'm sleepy. Good night Severus." Then he immediately turned around and retracted the quilt.

When Cyrus woke up the next day, he found Snape sitting on the edge of the bed with a glass of warm water next to him. Hearing the girl behind him get up, "Are you awake? Drink some water." Cyrus stretched out his arms and said, "Thank you, sir, you are so considerate. I slept well last night with my husband by my side."

But I also knew that last night must have been a torment for Snape. The warm water enters the throat, which makes the hoarse throat feel much better. Cyrus got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. After she changed her clothes and came out, Snape had a plate of breakfast in his hand.

Cyrus was eating breakfast, while Snape was drinking black coffee and reading the newspaper. "Sir, the Triwizard Tournament will be held this year, and I will participate."

Cyrus watched the man's relaxed face gradually turn gloomy, "You should know the dangers of the competition. Competitions have been terminated in the past due to too many deaths." Cyrus said in a relaxed tone, "The competition venue will be in Hog. Woz will be held, and Gellert will also bring the players from Durmstrang. When competing at home, with you and my fathers, I can no longer be safe. Besides, are you still worried about my strength? "

A muffled cold snort came from the man's chest, "I just hope Miss Cyrus won't bully her opponent too much."

"If I buy all my property and win by myself, wouldn't it mean that the Ministry of Magic would lose all my underwear, hahaha. I really look forward to Fudge's face then."

"Minors and students are not allowed to participate in gambling."

"What does it have to do with Cyrus if I, Sean, buy the bets? Why don't you buy it, sir? It's so hard to participate in the competition and the prize money is so small. The Ministry of Magic is too stingy."

The two spent the breakfast time chatting happily. After returning to Hogwarts, Cyrus put down a bottle of potion on the table. "This is the soothing elixir I learned to make from you before. Sir, your dark circles are a bit heavy."

Snape did not go to see the potion. "I don't know who took the credit." Cyrus scratched his head in embarrassment. "There are no classes today. You can rest before the opening ceremony. I'll go back first, sir."

After Cyrus left, Snape stared at the potion on the table. As a potions master, brewing potions was a daily routine, but he had never thought of brewing these supplements for himself. He picked up the potion and drank it without hesitation, feeling satisfied and warm both physically and mentally.

All students will take the Hogwarts train to Hogwarts in the afternoon. Except for Cyrus, who took the train when he enrolled in the first year, he will go to Hogsmeade by Apparating and then walk back from there. Of Hogwarts. If Fox hadn't been so stingy, there wouldn't have been such trouble.

Back in the private room, a letter was placed on the desk with the Hogwarts school crest printed on it. Opening the letter contained a Slytherin prefect badge and a brief message from Dumbledore: Severus recommended you, but I hope you are not too tired. Enjoy college life as a student. Thinking about it this way, it is true that Kate has graduated, and Flint seems to have repeated a grade.

Although Cyrus became the head of Slytherin in the third grade, he only existed within his own house. And like Dumbledore, she is a hands-off shopkeeper, and all the troubles in the academy are solved by Kate and others.

She was supposed to be a prefect last year, but Cyrus kept asking Kate to continue working overtime on the grounds of exams. Kate...I miss you so much suddenly. But since it was my husband who gave me the affirmation, thinking of Cyrus, I put the badge on the chest of the wizard's robe.