Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

"I wonder why Minister Fudge is so anxious to find me?"

Cyrus looked at Fudge, who was pale and embarrassed. Kate had been annoyed to death by the bombing letters sent by Fudge these days. Cyrus had no choice but to go to the Ministry of Magic to see Fudge.

"Miss Slytherin, I need your help with something."

Fudge complained to Cyrus in a very low-key manner, "As you know, there were some accidents during the Triwizard Tournament. One or two students spoke unbridled lies, which caused people in the wizarding world to feel confused. Principal Dumbledore Only when you are old can you believe the words of those children. I think as long as Miss Slytherin who is among them comes forward to explain clearly..."

It seemed that Harry and Cedric had guessed something, and their father had indeed directed the Order of the Phoenix to prepare to face Voldemort.

Cyrus has never come forward to explain what happened in the Triwizard Tournament. After all, he disappeared for no reason after all the other contestants fainted. After he appeared, there was more news about Voldemort's resurrection.

If he admits that Voldemort is resurrected, I am afraid that the Ministry of Magic and Voldemort will be waiting for him in the future. After all, he has some credit for his resurrection. If you disagree with Dumbledore... you will become the opposite of one force no matter what.

Cyrus smiled and said, "Don't worry, Minister Fudge, it's just some speculation. Father is just too cautious, and I will explain it. It's just that the door key of the trophy was damaged, and the players were too competitive and didn't keep their hands, which led to the injury."

Hearing Cyrus's words, Fudge immediately squeezed her hand with joy, "Haha, I knew Miss Slytherin was not as ignorant as them."

Taking his hand away, Cyrus looked at Fudge, "Minister Fudge, I support the Ministry of Magic so much. It's just that the opinions of various purebloods are not small recently, and it's difficult for me to convince them. You know, you have been able to sit steadily in the past few years. This position is thanks to everyone’s support.”

Fudge swallowed and looked confused: "Indeed, thanks to the support of various families. However, recently the Ministry of Magic has suffered a lot of losses in order to relieve the pressure from goblins..."

Patted Fudge on the shoulder, "I think Minister Fudge is capable enough to resolve this matter to the satisfaction of both of us. If you lose the pure blood to rely on, what can you use to fight against Dumbledore?"

Fudge hurriedly explained, "Miss Slytherin is joking, how can I have any objection to your father? Principal Dumbledore is my respected senior and teacher. But this is really embarrassing. If I can do it, I will definitely agree to it." Miss Letling."

Cyrus raised his eyebrows and raised his lips slightly, "Oh? I heard that the Department of Mysteries has been storing various prophecies. I have always wanted to see them with my own eyes."

Fudge's heart rippled. Why would she want to go there suddenly? ! Does she know about that? His blue eyes looked at Fudge's suppressed and panicked eyes, and then he said with a smile, "Minister Fudge is really stingy. I just want to gain experience."

Fudge looked away and laughed, "That's not it. The Department of Mysteries is the most important department of the Ministry of Magic. It doesn't make sense to open it to outsiders. Besides, these are boring and inaccurate prophecies. Why would Miss Slytherin be interested? Woolen cloth?"

Facing Cyrus who stared at him without saying a word, Fudge couldn't help but become nervous. "Secretary Fudge, when making your decision, please consider whether you are prepared to be my enemy."

Cyrus looked at Fudge, whose face was turning the color of liver, and stood up with a chuckle, "Fudge, you seem to have been sitting in this position for long enough. I think the Ministry of Magic may need a more obedient minister."

"Think carefully! The Ministry of Magic is not affiliated with Slytherin! Do you really think I can't do anything to you?!" Fudge pounded his hands on the desk in front of him and looked at Cyrus fiercely. Her eyes were full of contempt,

"Really? Then what are you going to do?"

"You! The case of Sirius Black is that you are obstructing it. There are no Death Eaters at all, it is you who is secretly manipulating everything! There is also the Slytherin Chamber! Dumbledore is your father, and you are the master of the basilisk. , the facts are not based on what you said!"

"So? Even if it is what you said, what can you do? If these things are exposed, do you think the public will trust the Minister of Magic who is incompetent and creates unjust cases again and again, or me who restores the name of a hero? The heir of Slytherin who saved the students?”

Fudge shouted hysterically at Cyrus, "Heir?! You will be ruined sooner or later because of this identity! Being an enemy of the Ministry of Magic is something you should think carefully about!"

"So there is a prophecy in the Department of Mysteries about the identity of my heir... and it will be detrimental to me... Fudge, thank you for your blunt words." Cyrus originally just wanted to confirm the location of Harry's prophecy ball, but he didn't expect it. Fudge was very resistant to her entering the Department of Mysteries. Coupled with the follow-up test from Cyrus, Fudge's little thoughts can be seen even without Legilimency.

"It seems like this is one of your trump cards. Is it about me? Or is it related to Voldemort?"

Fudge stepped back step by step, his eyes evasive, as if he was still struggling, and he pointed at Cyrus and said: "If you still want to continue to be the pure-blood leader, then cooperate with me. Otherwise, we will die together!"

Cyrus' eyes wandered over the finger pointed at him, and there was a cold arc on his lips, "Minister Fudge really doesn't understand me. I have never been afraid of death. Now that you have made a decision, Just be prepared to go to hell with me."

After returning to the Slytherin mansion, Cyrus first wrote a letter to Rita and then to Lucius. The letter to Lucius was concise and concise, with a big middle finger drawn on the blank paper.

Fudge didn't have the guts to start a fight with him directly. Although Cyrus deliberately angered Fudge today, Voldemort must be causing trouble behind him.

"Pull me gradually into the abyss? I was born in the quagmire. Don't you know how to make a good thing out of a bad thing?"

After all the preparations were done, Cyrus asked Kull to take him back to Hogwarts. School was on holiday and almost no one was left here. Cyrus walked into the secret room.

"Father, let me see you."

Cyrus sat next to Salazar and leaned on his shoulder. Salazar patted her head gently and put down the parchment and quill he was writing on. "You can take Witt back to Slytherin Mansion next semester."

Salazar didn't speak, just looked at Cyrus quietly.

"I'm sorry, father."

"I should apologize to you."

Halbo emerged from the tunnel and nuzzled Cyrus affectionately. "Father, please bring Halbo here secretly again. Be careful not to be discovered by Fox's petty mind."

Halbo was spitting out words and bad words about Fox to Cyrus. Salazar patted Halbo and said, "Take her with you in the future."

Cyrus summoned his fangs from his earrings and told the two snakes to play with them. "As long as they are in Slytherin House, I will take them with me if needed."

"The boy's curse has made progress, and it will be smoother with your ability."

Cyrus looked at the giant snakes fighting on the side and shook his head slightly, "I can't occupy more positions in his life, so you will be the savior, okay?"

"Do you remember what I told you? Whenever you do, remember that you are a Slytherin."

"I remember that no one could despise the honor of hurting a Slytherin."

Cyrus was pulled into Salazar's arms. Salazar put one hand on the back of Cyrus's head and the other tightly around her. A low voice sounded, "If you no longer need my protection, protect yourself." .Don’t let anyone hurt you.”

"I didn't expect that I couldn't find anyone on weekdays. The principal who avoided work was still in school during the summer vacation." Cyrus took the pile of cockroaches that Dumbledore handed her and ate them one by one.

"Haha, actually I don't have anywhere good to go." Dumbledore still looked at Cyrus with a smile, and was very satisfied with Cyrus's reaction when he took his candy.

From the corner of his eye, Cyrus saw that the place where the vanishing cabinet was originally placed was empty. "Gellert will not be easy to show up in the future, and he is too annoying. Let him stay in Germany for two years."

Dumbledore noticed Cyrus's gaze and looked at the location of the vanishing cabinet. "The two disappearing cabinets have been returned to the Room of Requirement. They are old things after all, so just pile them there."

Cyrus took a cup of sweet black tea from Dumbledore and said, "In the past, I might have been looking forward to seeing you looking so sad."

Fox flew over Cyrus's head and jumped on her. A faint blue flame ignited in Fox's tail feathers. Red flames ignited all over Fawkes' body, and then Fawkes appeared on Dumbledore's shoulder, chirping accusations.

Dumbledore smiled and touched Fawkes's burnt tail feathers, "You are still so at odds."

Cyrus lowered his eyes, "Have you heard of the prophecy made by Professor Trelawney?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "Every time Sybil makes a prophecy, even I will not remember it. No one else was present at the time. Maybe I can only go to the Ministry of Magic to find out."

Cyrus threw a cockroach candy into his mouth and chewed it, "What if it was a prophecy that I would kill everyone?"

Dumbledore said with a smile: "Then the first person you kill must be me."

"So you're going to stop me?"

"Yes, I will definitely do it, no matter whether I succeed or not."

"Uncle Aberforth, I'm here for a drink." Cyrus, who turned into Sean, pushed into the Pig's Head Bar. Aberforth was having a heated argument with a wizard. When he saw Cyrus, he said to the man The wizard spat, picked him up and threw him out of the bar.

"Don't let me see you again, kid!"

Then he walked to the bar and poured Cyrus a glass of Firewhiskey, "Little guy, how are you doing lately? So the old boy didn't make you angry again, did he?"

Cyrus took the glass and gave Aberforth a thumbs up, "I'm fine. Since you taught my father a lesson, he has never made me angry again."

"Ha, I'm sorry he doesn't dare. When will he cook me another meal? Last time, the prisoner always snatched food from me."

Seeing Aberforth start talking bad things about Grindelwald, Cyrus grabbed his arm and said, "Okay, I'll do it for you alone today. Just wait for me."

"Uncle Aberforth, I'm going back."

Aberforth, who had eaten and drank enough, waved his hand towards Cyrus, "Be careful on the road, little one. Why don't you ask your little one to pick you up."

"His name is Kuhl. I have told him so many times that you can't remember it. No, I have to meet another person before I go back."

Apparating to the Tombstone Gardens in Godric's Hollow, I saw the figure hidden in the darkness.

Snape, who was staring at the tombstone in a daze, heard footsteps behind him. A young man with an ordinary face walked to a tombstone in front of Snape holding two bunches of white platycodon.

Snape frowned. He remembered that the owner of this tombstone was a man who had died long ago, and an old woman often came to visit. He always felt something was wrong, and he noticed something strange when the young man squatted down to place the bouquet.

Where there was originally only one tombstone, there is now an additional tombstone, and the two stone monuments are close to each other. Snape turned his head to read the words on the other tombstone, but met the young man's blue eyes, "It seems that this gentleman knows Ms. Ross Kelly, but now he should be called Mrs. Bush."

The young man stepped aside, and the tombstone read: Los Bush—the wife who loves you deeply. There is also a ring engraved just below the name. Has the old woman died too? Snape's mind flashed to the old woman's kind smile towards her.

Looking at the two bunches of platycodon placed on the tombstone, he inadvertently said the flower language, "Pure, regretless love. And..." Snape frowned, but did not say the next words.

The young man's gentle voice sounded, "Hopeless love."

Realizing that what he said had been heard by the young man, Snape slashed at the young man with sharp eyes, but he collided with the gentle Azure. Snape subconsciously looked away. The young man's blue eyes made him feel very dazzling, and there was always a feeling of heart-wrenching when he met them.

"You seem to be a good person, can you do me a favor?" Snape turned around and wanted to leave, but his body couldn't take a step forward, as if he was very reluctant to leave. The young man's voice sounded again, "When you come here again, please take a look at them."

Snape squeezed out a few words from his throat, "Please don't entrust your responsibilities to others."

"When Mrs. Bush passed away, I kindly gave her my blessing. When I die, will you send your blessing?"

Snape looked back at the gibbering young man with a strange expression, "I think St. Mungo's Hospital is open 24 hours a day."

The young man smiled gently and said, "This gentleman is really vicious."

Snape looked at the young man's face and felt more and more strange why he felt familiar, even though he was sure he had never seen this person before. "...Have I seen you somewhere?"

The gentle smile of the young man in front of him froze, and he stepped back stiffly, crossing his arms and saying, "Well, I don't like men."

Snape's face instantly darkened, and he quickly left Tombstone Gardens with a cold snort. After Snape left, the young man lowered his eyes and whispered silently: "I haven't even become like Sean. Sir is really..."

She looked back at the tombstone where Platycodon was placed, and said with a wry smile: "It's really hard to say goodbye."

Cyrus returned to the Slytherin mansion and was surrounded by blue flames as soon as he landed. Cyrus sighed lowly, "I knew you wouldn't listen to Albus at all."

Grindelwald put his hands behind his back and said in a serious tone, "Follow me back to Germany."

The flames around Cyrus grew stronger and stronger as she remained silent, and gradually turned into a giant dragon entrenched around her, more like protecting than attacking.

"Sorry, Gellert."

A beam of fire soared into the sky, and the blue firelight was mixed with silvery white flashes, and a giant python the size of the dragon gathered around the dragon. The same flames refused to give way to each other, and the silver flash in the python's body became more and more dazzling, gradually forming a series of sharp blades, as the python gradually tightened.

The flame dragon's body became no longer stable, and gaps were cut by sharp blades. However, it quickly healed and formed into the shape of a giant dragon again within a few seconds. The two monsters transformed from the fierce fire tore at the Slytherin mansion. The furniture and walls were gradually affected by the fierce fire. The fire grew stronger and stronger, but the two men's attacks did not stop.

The blue fire burned all night and disappeared when the sky shimmered.

Cyrus looked at the already unrecognizable Slytherin mansion, walked over to Grindelwald who was sitting on the ground and wiped the dust off his windbreaker, "Did you have a good beating? Fortunately, I asked Kull and the others to take a vacation, and Witt also Be taken to play with Kate, or Salazar would have come to you last night with his wand in hand.”

Grindelwald looked around the Slytherin mansion, where no one was intact, and said with satisfaction: "I told you I would burn this place."

Then he patted Cyrus and said, "You really don't want to go back with me?"

Cyrus arranged Grindelwald's hair with a slight smile on his lips, "If I become the third generation Dark Lord, will my father be proud of me?"

Grindelwald's forehead rested on her forehead, his eyes were lowered, although he was very tired but very determined, "I will always be proud of you, Miss Grindelwald, my daughter."