Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

The first event of the Triwizard Tournament will be held in two months, so all students have enough time to prepare. The warriors chosen by the Goblet of Fire will also be announced collectively next Monday. The students are so excited that they no longer even want to go to class.

Even so, students in sixth grade are also preparing for the NEWT exam a year later. After all, it is an important exam that affects career choices after graduation.

Cyrus also submitted an application to Dumbledore to refer to Newt one year in advance. She would need more time to go out to prepare for the year after Voldemort's resurrection, and her status as a student was too restrictive.

Cyrus had long heard that Moody would demonstrate the three unforgivable curses to students in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and today happened to be the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class in their grade.

"The Ministry of Magic's education for you little wizards is too naive! Let me tell you, the most important thing about Defense Against the Dark Arts is practice. As students who will take the Newt exam next year, how many of them are going to apply for the Auror profession?"

Moody walked slowly across the podium on crutches, and four or five students below raised their hands. "Tell me what the three unforgivable curses are!" Moody pointed at a boy who raised his hand and asked,

The boy replied with a guilty conscience, "The Cruciatus Curse, the Imperius Curse and the Death Curse, Professor."

"Very good, how many people have seen any of these spells?" No more students raised their hands in the audience.

"You are all such arrogant brats! I believe that even if you become an Auror, you will easily die in the mission!" There was a spider in each of the three glass bottles on the podium, and Moody took it out from the glass bottles. A spider is placed in the palm of the hand and raised to the chest so that all students can easily see it.

He pointed the wand at the spider in his hand and muttered quickly, "Heart-breaking!" The spider in his hand immediately turned over and lay down, its eight legs twitching continuously, and its beak made a disgusting scream. Even sixth graders would be frightened by such a scene, and some girls were so frightened that they cried.

Moody then took out another spider and cast the Imperius Curse on it. Under the control of the Imperius Curse, the spider climbed up the students' desks, and several students immediately stepped back.

Moody's magic eyes flickered as he looked at Cyrus. "People or animals after the Imperius Curse is cast will obey any command of the caster. Nowadays, very few dark wizards will use the Imperius Curse to control animals. But they don't know the magical effects, like this!"

The spider lying on the table was cast an enlarging spell at the same time, and it immediately became larger than a human. Then the spider jumped to where Cyrus was sitting.

The students around Cyrus were frightened, but she kept staring at Moody with interest. The jumping spider suddenly froze in the air, and then the sound of snapping limbs was heard. "Sorry, Professor Moody, please don't scare the students like this. Spiders are damned things, aren't they?"

As the girl's cold words rang out, the limbs of the spider in the air were continuously broken off, and its internal organs were dug out one by one. Blood dripped, and the classroom was gradually filled with the smell of blood and spider entrails. Cyrus still looked at Moody with a gentle expression, and with a wave of her hand, the blood stains and spider corpses on the table were cleared away.

"People who use the three unforgivable curses as a means of regular attack are just stupid and crazy bloodthirsty. They are not worth mentioning in the face of truly powerful power. What do you think, Professor Moody?" Scarlet eyes stared at Moody, it was as if the abyss of hell had opened for him.

"Cyrus, you are so brave! George, did you see Professor Moody looking like he wanted to eat people?!"

"Yes, Cyrus, I thought he was going to rush up and strangle you to death in the next second. We were shocked!" Since Slytherin took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Gryffindor, the two of them With Cyrus discussing the shocking scene in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class just now.

"And that spider, how did you do it? It was just too bloody. I saw a few people vomited after class. Were you frightened?"

"Cyrus, why don't you go talk to Principal Dumbledore. I think that Moody guy may have a grudge and may want to harm you next class."

The words between the two were full of worry, and they were afraid of scaring Cyrus, so he joked and teased her from time to time. Cyrus smiled at the two of them, "George, Fred, thank you, I'm fine. I just used the Obstacle Curse and the Evisceration Curse. Professor Moody did a little too much. I couldn't stand it and wanted to remind him a little." . I don’t think I need to say that other students will respond to other professors.”

Barty Crouch Jr. is a witty and cunning man who is also calm and composed in times of trouble. This can be seen from the fact that even Dumbledore, his long-time friend, did not find any flaws in his disguise as Moody. However, whenever Voldemort is involved, especially when he insults his noble master, this guy will become as crazy as Bella.

Cyrus thought of how Moody tried to restrain his murderous intent just now, it was really funny.

The three of them came to the auditorium together, and Cyrus and the two of them went to the Slytherin table to eat separately. From time to time, some students who were just in the same class came to thank me, mostly girls, "Thank you Cyrus, if it weren't for your spider, it would almost jump on my face..."

Although they looked at Cyrus with a little fear in their eyes, Cyrus's usual gentle and elegant temperament made them gradually forget about the terrible girl who caused a commotion in the Slytherin common room.

The scene in Defense Against the Dark Arts class today may have added a terrifying label to their impression of Cyrus.

"Cyrus, can I talk to you?" Hermione walked up to Cyrus, holding many homemade badges in her hand. Cyrus gestured for her to sit down, "It seems you know the history of house elves?"

Cyrus called out a glass of pumpkin juice for Hermione. Her face was tired and pale, probably because she had stayed up late reading for the past few days. "This is a badge I made myself. I want to start an association for the promotion of house elves' rights. They should not be inferior to wizards. Everyone is entitled to rights."

Hermione held the badge and sounded angrier. Cyrus listened quietly to her voice of dissatisfaction, neither expressing approval nor disapproval.

"You will join me, won't you, Cyrus? Your house elves will all be properly clothed, and I heard from Dobby that you will give him wages and holidays."

Cyrus patted her shoulder, "Dobby is a more mature elf. He has the idea of ​​pursuing freedom, so I fulfilled his wish. But even so, Dobby will still be affected by his nature. , like other elves, they like to punish themselves if they make mistakes from time to time.

Most other elves have been controlled by wizards and suppressed by society for many years, and their ideas are deeply ingrained. But this may not mean that they are unhappy. For example, the elves of the Slytherin family have guarded Slytherin for thousands of years. Salazar did not force them, but they all stayed for Slytherin of their own free will.

I will reward them for their efforts so that their efforts are not in vain. If they want freedom and want to leave, I will respect their choice instead of actively choosing a decision that I think is better for them against their will. "

"Winky has been in a daze since she was expelled by Mr. Crouch, and even drank too much. Is her choice the right one? Cyrus, you were the one who took her in during the Quidditch World Cup, so you..." Hermione Becoming a little excited,

Cyrus looked at her calmly, his tone calm, "I just asked Kull to bring her to Hogwarts, and Principal Dumbledore took her in. Hermione, you said that house elves are the same as wizards." If they have equality, then why do you treat them differently?

What if Winky was not a house elf, but just an ordinary employee who worked hard but was deducted from his salary and fired by his boss. Tragedies like this happen every day, and the reason why I help Dobby is because he has a higher pursuit and determination.

They appear to you as house elves with a rough fate, enslaved and in need of charity. To me, there is no difference between me and other people. There are those who work hard to pursue their dreams, and there are those who surrender to themselves. Why should I help someone who has given up on himself? "

Hermione became more persistent, "But someone has to do it, and I did it to liberate them. Why are the elves in the Hogwarts kitchen so resistant to me..."

Cyrus picked up the badge in Hermione's hand, "Of course it is a good thing that someone will do it, and I admire your determination, Hermione. But have you considered the feasibility of this method? Not only the feasibility of the House Elf Rights Promotion Association , or you, a Hogwarts student who founded this society and tried to change the feasibility of the entire wizarding world.

Why can I make the elves in my house change but you can't? Hermione, I'm not trying to knock you. Would it be more successful if Headmaster Dumbledore tried to free all the house elves than it is for you now?

Or would it be simpler for the Ministry of Magic to issue an approved law? If you want to change the destiny of a race, you must have the ability and status to protect them and fight against all opponents.

If one day you have these, I would be honored to be a member of spew. "

Putting the badge into the ring, Cyrus saw that Hermione's eyes were a little red, called out a pack of tissues and demulcents, put them in her hands, and left.

Moody's education method is still the same as before, and he will always find trouble with Sellers in class.

It was nothing more than using the Imperius Curse and other minor evil spells on Cyrus on the pretext of teaching spells to students or preventing them from being attacked by dark wizards in the future, but I have to say that Barty Jr.'s teaching skills are better than Karkaroff's. many. Sellers also cherished the brief encounter with him.

Hogsmeade Day is today. Cyrus transformed into Sean and Snape first went to the Hog's Head pub to say hello to Aberforth. After going shopping everywhere, Cyrus cast a transformation spell on Snape, making him look four to five times similar to his original appearance.

The greasy medium-long hair turned into short hair that was at the same level as Sean's. Sean's hair had some natural curls, while Snape's was black and straight. Snape also changed into a black suit and white shirt, which Cyrus begged him to change into after a long time with a look of disgust.

Cyrus kept holding Snape's hand after the two went out. After arriving at the bustling Hogsmeade, Snape was still a little uncomfortable, "What's the matter? You are mine, of course you have to let me hold your hand. "

The two went to Honeydukes and bought many candies of various styles. Snape's eyelids jumped as he looked at the hill-shaped candies in the basket. "I didn't expect Mr. Sean to value sugar as much as your father."

Cyrus had already dragged Snape into another store, "I bought this for my father. Come to think of it, I haven't even given Albus a gift."

Snape raised his eyebrows, "Oh? What are the gifts from Slytherin and Grindelwald?"

"I gave my fathers alchemy bracelets, hairbands and scarves that I made myself."

"So your professor is only good for beast corpses."

Cyrus took Snape's slender hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of it. His blue eyes were hidden in his hair, "As long as you want it, I will do my best and give you everything I have."

The cold hand held in his hand trembled slightly, and then he rubbed Cyrus' head, "Don't think that such hypocritical words can fool me..." The man sprayed venom as usual, but his tone was gentle and shy, red. Even the ears can't be hidden.

Snape, who was once again carrying large and small packages of gifts, and Cyrus, who was cheerful and relaxed, came to the Three Broomsticks. Hermione and Ginny were not here yet, so they each ordered a glass of firewhiskey.

Not long after, I saw two girls entering the bar. Watching the two of them take their seats, Ginny couldn't take her eyes off Cyrus as soon as she walked in. Cyrus sighed slightly, "I'm sorry, Ginny, it's my fault." Then he gave Snape a waiting look, and Snape looked like he was ready to watch a show.

"We meet again, ladies." Cyrus walked to their table with two glasses of butterbeer. Hermione nodded as a greeting to Cyrus. Since Cyrus finished chatting with her about house elves, She was very complicated afterwards and didn't know how to face Cyrus. Ginny greeted her shyly, "Nice to meet you...Mr. Sean..."

Cyrus first exchanged greetings with the two of them, then glanced at Hermione when he felt that time was almost up. Hermione got up knowingly and excused herself to go to the toilet.

Ginny was even more at a loss when she was alone with Cyrus. Cyrus was the first to speak, "Miss Ginny, I saw your letter. I'm sorry for taking so long to come see you."

Ginny touched her flushed cheeks helplessly, "Ah...it's okay. I know Mr. Sean has work assigned by Principal Dumbledore...and is very busy." Her eyes kept glancing at Cyrus, expecting and fearing.

Cyrus acted calm and gentle, but his brain was running rapidly, "Miss Ginny... I'm sorry that I can't respond to your feelings. I already have someone I like."

It was still so gentle and elegant, but it sounded so harsh to Ginny's ears. The words became trembling, and the tears could hardly be suppressed, "I...am I so bad..."

Tears were streaming down his eyes, his voice was choked, and his shoulders were shaking. Cyrus was a little panicked and actually made the girl cry. Should he go up to comfort her? Or leave decisively and indifferently?

Cyrus glanced at Hermione who was observing on the side, and quickly cast a look for help. Cyrus looked at Ginny who was crying with her head buried in her arms. Just as he was about to speak again, someone grabbed his shoulder and pushed her hard, "You actually made Ginny cry?! Go away now and don't show up again." In front of her!"

Hermione held Ginny and glared at Cyrus. Cyrus quietly gave Hermione a thumbs up, then stood up and said in a sad and self-reproaching tone, "It's my fault, I won't show up again."

He turned around and wanted to leave quickly but was met with Snape's increasingly gloomy and vicious face. He was facing Hermione and Ginny, "Does everyone have to comply with your ideas? Do you think you are..."

Cyrus covered his mouth and pulled him out, then whispered anxiously: "Don't get in trouble again! Calm down! Calm down!"

Cyrus, who was outside the Three Broomsticks, exhaled, "Sir, thank you for protecting me. But there's nothing you can do about it. Ginny is still young and doesn't know how to face this."

"Stupid Weasley!" Snape sarcastically said, Cyrus gently stroked the man's shoulder and smoothed his hair.

"Sir, you look very handsome when you come out to defend me." Snape still had a gloomy look on his face, but his tone was much softer, "Go back."

Cyrus hugged his arm and said obediently, "Yeah."