Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

"Okay, Witte."

Cyrus reminded him loudly, and Witt's hand holding the whip swung hard, causing the upside-down Ron to fall to the ground. Witt transformed into a snow sculpture and flew back to sit next to Cyrus. "Very good." Cyrus patted Witt's shoulder gently to express his praise. Witt's light gray pupils seemed to be shining, revealing a touch of purity unique to children. Beautiful smile.

Everyone who had witnessed Wit's tough side just now looked at Wit who was now acting like an innocent little boy to Cyrus. Sirius and Lupine couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, "He is indeed...Cyrus's younger brother. In all aspects They are really a pair of siblings."

Tonks whispered to Moody, "Why are both siblings so scary? Teacher, why didn't you tell me before that I almost pinched his face when I saw him so cute!"

"That's because you are too stupid. I think a child is better than you."

"Teacher, do you like the new and dislike the old? Remus, why are you laughing? Do you think so too?"

"Uh, I, no."

Cyrus glanced at Hermione, who understood and pulled Ron and Ginny upstairs.

After the interlude, Cyrus looked around at everyone and said seriously: "I think everyone is more or less curious about what happened in the Triwizard Tournament. Although Dumbledore reunited the Order of the Phoenix, with his problems, It's probably an ambiguous attitude. All I need to do today is to convey one thing to everyone - Voldemort has been resurrected. On the day of the Triwizard Tournament, right in front of me, he was truly resurrected."

Cyrus then looked at Harry, "It's not that we are hiding from you, it's that everyone is preparing as soon as possible after the incident. Although this is a cruel statement, since you choose to stay, you must be prepared to face the present. situation. Sirius needs to be responsible for liaising with the members of the Order of the Phoenix, Professor Moody, Mr. Kingsley and Tonks are indispensable for the information obtained at the Ministry of Magic. Remus and Kate are responsible for preparing and providing everyone with defensive equipment. The Slys and even the Longbottoms who are not here are constantly contacting various families to get important information. So - now I tell you, Voldemort has been resurrected, and his target is everyone here. What can you do, Harry? ?”

Cyrus' arm was slapped by Sirius. He ignored the man beside him to stop Cyrus and continued: "I am not Dumbledore. I will not try to protect everyone under my wings. Since I choose to stand up, I must Think about whether you have enough ability and value. Harry, since you have never actively chosen to be a savior, stop thinking like a savior.

This is not a situation like in the Forbidden Forest competition where professors are around to ensure safety and you can easily achieve it by rescuing others when you suddenly want to. Every impulse and every self-righteousness you make may lead to the death of friends and comrades around you. Think carefully about what you can do now. "

As Cyrus finished speaking, the whole room fell into silence. Harry lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Cedric's face didn't look good either. The twins remained silent. Cyrus waved his hand and took out a glass of firewhiskey and drank it, "Kate."

Kate knowingly took out the defensive rings from the bag and distributed them to everyone. "A ring with a combination of defensive and offensive properties. It can emit five protective spells and a powerful crushing spell. Input a small amount of magic power to activate the protective spell." .”

Lupine looked at the ring in his hand and couldn't help frowning. Just as he was about to say something, he caught Cyrus's gaze, so he had to silently take back the ring and nodded to Cyrus. He saw that the ring was of higher quality than any they had made before and must have been made by Cyrus himself.

"Then, my mission is completed. The rest is left to everyone in the Order of the Phoenix to discuss on your own."

Cyrus got up and took Witt upstairs. The twins were about to ask questions but Kate stopped them. "The recent targeting of Slytherin by the Ministry of Magic has been very obvious, coupled with this Dementor incident. The Ministry of Magic not only accused the boss of using severe fire, but also tried to shake Slytherin's reputation among pure bloods. status.

If she hadn't used herself as bait to step into the Ministry of Magic's trap, it would have been Harry who would have gone to the Ministry of Magic for trial in two days. The Ministry of Magic will definitely use this matter to crack down on Slytherin, and the boss stopped the attack that was supposed to be directed at Dumbledore and Harry. The appearance of the mysterious man has shaken some pure-blood families, and the Ministry of Magic's targeting has also put Slytherin in a dilemma. Now she can no longer do anything that openly favors Dumbledore's influence, otherwise it will be difficult to stabilize the pure-blood families. "

At this time, Sirius, who was silent, also spoke. He looked at Harry and Cedric and they spoke seriously, "...Harry, your battlefield is not here."

Then there was silence again. Cedric got up and went upstairs first, and then the twins pulled Harry up. "Harry, let's go. I think we should stay with our friends."

After the younger generation went upstairs, Moody stared at Kate and said: "Then why do you stay here? Is Dumbledore an old fool, just asking anyone to join the Order of the Phoenix?!"

"Moody, I believe Kate." Remus advised from the side.

The crutch in Moody's hand hammered the ground hard, "I thought Albus called us here because of something. His daughter is wavering. She has never participated in any activities of the Order of the Phoenix but she understands every one of our tasks and responsibilities. . What does this mean, deliberately telling us what she knows, is it a threat?! Voldemort has returned and she is still worried about the stance of those purebloods?!"

"She has her own reasons. She is helping us no matter what! Wasn't she the first to rescue you!?" Sirius slapped the table while Lupine looked at Moody firmly.

"Then why didn't she tell Albus that she met Voldemort without telling everyone? She just told us in a few words that he was resurrected. What happened? Why was she able to return safely after meeting Voldemort?! I don't care what you said before What kind of friendship is there? In the current situation, I can’t let the subordinates of a person whose position is unclear stay here!”

Kate sat down calmly. She did not dodge Moody's unkind gaze, "Since I can appear here, it means that I am good enough and have a certain value. I am indeed not loyal to Dumbledore or the Order of the Phoenix. But I think our goal is the same, which is to defeat Voldemort. I don’t expect everyone to understand the difficulty of the boss’ current situation, but no one can question her in front of me!”

The tip of Kate's wand flashed, and the spell was ready to cast on Moody. Moody stood up, the scars on his face distorted, "I want to see how qualified you are to say such big words!"

A beam of fire appeared, and Dumbledore stepped out of the flames, interrupting the confrontation between the two. "Alastor, don't embarrass her like this, we need to work together now, don't we?"

Cyrus took Witt back to a bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Witt poured her a glass of whiskey and handed it to her in a dignified manner, "Miss Cyrus, your wine."

Cyrus was amused by Witt's appearance. She stood up and rubbed Witt's soft white hair, "Mr. Witt is so considerate."

Witt opened his arms and hugged Cyrus, "Sister, why are you helping them? This will not bring any benefits."

His cold fingertips passed through the long white hair that was scattered randomly, and he picked up a strand and circled it on his fingertips. "If everything has to be based on interests, it would be too tiring. This is what a good friend of mine told me. . Moreover, I need to take the initiative to walk into the trap they set. Step by step, walk to the abyss."

The little white dumpling under him trembled slightly and hugged her tighter, "I want to stay with my sister all the time. Why do I want to go back with Salazar. Why does my sister push away everyone around her?"

The cold fingers seemed to become less cold, and for a moment it was as biting as falling into an ice cellar. "Because the person I want to save is imprisoned in the depths of hell, and the God of Death will never make a deal generously."

There was a knock on the door, and it was a confused Harry who stood at the door without entering. His hands dropped, and his whole body felt surprisingly depressed. His chest suppressed the inner uneasiness and anger, and he stood upright without saying a word.

After a long time, he finally said, "Cyrus, can you please continue to train me? I want to become stronger and I can't hold you back."

"I'm glad you have such a consciousness... Harry, do you think Principal Dumbledore is strong? How strong is it?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore...is the strongest wizard."

"Stronger than Voldemort?"

"I believe Principal Dumbledore can defeat him!"

"Then why does the Order of the Phoenix still appear?" Cyrus stood up and walked to Harry, "I think it is more important to find more suitable allies instead of closing yourself off and wondering how to solve everything by yourself all day long. Hermione They will always support you behind your back, and they may be better suited to listen to such confusion than me."

"What about you? Aren't you doing everything yourself?"

Cyrus couldn't help laughing and said jokingly, "Because I'm not afraid of death."

"I'm not afraid either!"

A woman's scream sounded. Cyrus looked down at a certain room under the stairs and pulled Harry away quickly.

Entering the study, Harry saw Ron lying on the ground, covered in blood and his eyes were lifeless. Ginny, Mr. Weasley, the twins, Percy... appeared next to him one after another.

Mrs. Weasley was frozen in place, already sobbing. Harry rushed forward to help Ron up, but his hand came into contact with a cloud of black mist. An angry shout came, "Get out of the way!"

Moody, who was following quickly, tapped his wand, and a magic spell knocked away the changing Boggart. The Boggart turned into a tiny ant and was put into the box next to him by Moody. He spat, looking at Cyrus who was watching, and then at the pale Mrs. Weasley.

"A Boggart, it's okay."

Mrs. Weasley couldn't bear it anymore and fell to her knees in frustration, covering her face with her hands and sobbing continuously, "I lost Gideon 20 years ago... Fabian and the others, and now he's back... this time , who will...leave forever..."

Mr. Weasley also walked into the room and put his arm on Jasmine's shoulders to comfort her, "No, we are all here." Despite this, Mr. Weasley's tone was full of decline and sadness.

Harry looked at the two of them in a daze, and a cold voice came, "Do you really understand what you are going to face?"

More and more people entered the study, and Cyrus left behind everyone.

"and many more!"

Moody stopped Cyrus in the corridor, his blue magic eyes staring into Cyrus' eyes, "I don't want to see you in Azkaban in the future."

Cyrus was slightly startled, shook his head and put on a wry smile, "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​so lucky to have you, please always be cautious." Then he turned and left.

When Cyrus walked to the hall, he happened to bump into Tonks who was talking to Lupine. "Cyrus, do you want to go out so late? It's too unsafe. What's the matter? I'll tell you Together."

Lupine gently put Tonks' hand away and was ready to get up and leave. "No, I'm just going back to Slytherin Mansion to take a look."

"Then I'll take you to the door."

From the corner of his eye, he saw Tonks' hair turning blue, and Cyrus silently walked out of the room. Lupine was playing behind him, "Sirius will definitely be sulking at home if he knows you left again."

Cyrus nodded, "Because of my identity, I can't stay here. How about I give him a big bone next time we meet."

"Yeah, that's a great idea."

Cyrus looked at Lupin, "Remus, your moonlight has appeared."

Lupine looked away evasively, "I shouldn't think about this, especially now..."

Cyrus waved her hand and turned into Dumbledore. She smiled along her long white beard and said, "Haha...it's great to be young and still feel the sting of love."

Lupine couldn't help but be amused by Cyrus, "I have to say, your imitation is really good."

"Everything will go back to normal, trust me, everyone will be fine."

Dumbledore's figure disappeared, and the dark clouds squeezed the sky, so heavy that they seemed to fall down, making the whole world silent.

Lu Ping's original smile quickly disappeared, and his eyes were covered with mist, "If it is true, then why don't you dare to say this to me with your true face."

A few days later, Kate walked into the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron and kept knocking on a door. The door slowly opened. Kate took a deep breath and looked at Cyrus, who was still in a daze. "Boss... you must have forgotten that today is the day of the hearing."

I saw the girl opposite rubbing her messy long hair, turning around and lying back on the bed. Kate wanted to get angry, but she was stunned for a long time after seeing more than a dozen empty potion bottles scattered near the bed. It wasn't until she heard Cyrus' voice that she came back to reality, "Don't worry, Kate."

She took a deep breath to adjust herself, then walked to the bed and pulled up a corner of the quilt, "Get up and clean up. Fudge and the others will definitely do something. I have notified Hermione and Harry in advance to go to the Ministry of Magic."

"other people."

"According to your plan, you will stay at the Black Mansion. They will not appear and cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"That toad."

"An unsigned letter came in the mail last night."

Cyrus did not speak, and Kate considered it: "The prophecy ball about the savior broke for no reason, and a brand new prophecy ball appeared. In addition to this, the letter only said one sentence: Fudge will not let anyone enter to view the prophecy ball."

The girl on the bed got up with difficulty, rubbed her still aching brain and wandered into the shower room. By the time she finished tidying up and walked out of the shower, the entire room had been tidied by Kate, and new potions had been replenished on the bedside table.

Cyrus rubbed his cheeks and put on his usual elegant and gentle smile, "Let's go and see what tricks Fudge is going to play."

Walking into the Ministry of Magic, Cyrus watched an angry-looking Hermione and Harry walking from the front desk, "As expected, they changed the time of the hearing, two hours earlier, and changed the location to the trial deepest underground. The hall! That’s where Death Eaters were once tried!”

Cyrus raised his eyebrows, "That was really hard work by Fudge. Come on, let me gain some knowledge."

The three of them took the elevator deep underground and saw Lucius walking directly across from him in the corridor. He nodded slightly to Cyrus and whispered as they passed each other: "I hope everything goes well for Miss Cyrus." It seemed that Lu Hughes was also instructed by Voldemort to make himself miserable.

As witnesses, Kate and the others had to wait outside the door, while Cyrus walked into the trial hall alone. Fudge sat on the high platform and looked at the guards with a proud look on his face. Two Aurors stopped in front of Cyrus, and one of them took out a special handcuff.

Cyrus looked at Fudge, "I am really flattered by Minister Fudge's welcome. Are you afraid that I will suddenly step forward and slap you?"

Fudge showed a fake smile and hit the table with the judgment hammer in his hand. "I hope Miss Slytherin can forgive me. According to the regulations, we need to confiscate the suspect's wand. But given your special situation, we can only do this."

Both of them stopped pretending to be polite, and the address changed from honorific to simply "you".

Cyrus was escorted to the center seat by guards like a prisoner in handcuffs. She leaned back in the chair, not afraid of the countless looks from around her.

"According to the information received by the Ministry of Magic, you were in a Muggle town and used the Patronus Charm in front of a Muggle. Is it true?"

"Please tell me completely. I used it in a Muggle town in front of a Muggle who was attacked by a dementor..."

"Quiet! Please answer my question instead of making up lies in private." Fudge interrupted Cyrus, "So you admitted that you used the spell in front of a Muggle and injured that Muggle..."

"Protecting is different from attacking. Do I need to go all the way to a Muggle town to attack him with a Patronus Charm that has no power except against dementors?"

"Boom!"

Fudge knocked on the table again, "If you speak randomly again, I will find you in contempt of court and contempt of the Ministry of Magic! As the person under trial, you only need to answer our questions!"

"Then as her defender, I can always say a few words."

An old voice came, and Dumbledore opened the door and walked in. Cyrus's eyes trembled imperceptibly for a moment, and Fudge frowned and looked at Dumbledore in disbelief.

"Haha, I'm sorry I'm late. As the father of this child, it's enough to defend her."