Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

Snape was using his wand to resist the impact of the giant snake. A flash of light and shadow flashed, and Snape cast a spell and hit the dagger that was stabbing him. Cyrus dropped the dagger from his hand.

A long-barreled shotgun then appeared, and she lifted the shotgun with her left hand. The other end of the shotgun was pressed against her chest, and the black muzzle was pointed at Snape's chest. The injured right hand did not affect her movements at all.

There was a crisp sound of loading, followed by fire from the muzzle, and the bullet penetrated the black mist. Snape was suspended in the air and was about to apparate away from a water column soaring into the sky. Snape was interrupted by the water column and fell to the ground.

"madman!"

Snape faced Cyrus, whose eyes were filled with excitement, "Don't run away." The dropped dagger instantly flew back to Cyrus's hand, her pupils reflected the monster like blood, and she rushed towards Snape with her right arm hanging down. Nep.

A green and extremely pungent mist enveloped her, and several spells struck from all directions. There was a muffled sound as the magic spell hit the water curtain. Cyrus's muscles ached all over and her brain was dizzy. "Don't mess with me." She raised her voice and said in one direction of the mist. Then the water around her became more and more turbulent and formed a vast ocean, enveloping her. Surrounded by her, she disappeared from the spot as soon as the fog was dispersed.

Cyrus' figure appeared behind Snape, and several spike-like curses rushed towards Cyrus, but she did not dodge. The moment the curse penetrated her body, Cyrus's body twisted and disappeared. Hallucination!

Then the dagger with the cold light slashed across Snape's cheek, and the air blade whizzed and hit Cyrus on his left arm. Without giving her a chance to react, a magic spell hit Cyrus's face, and her eyes immediately fell into darkness.

"Eye Spell... Sir, your sixth sense of combat is still so strong."

A fire broke out behind Cyrus, and Snape was blocked by a wall of fire like a huge wave. But under Cyrus's trembling left hand, he disappeared within a few seconds.

"You want to control such a powerful spell with just one injured hand. It seems that the title of heir is highly regarded by the public."

Snape gasped to restore the rapidly draining magic power in his body, and taunted Cyrus harshly.

A silver bell-like laughter came out, and the left arm with blood gushing like a spring dropped down, and his eyes were closed tightly, "Controlling fire and lusting for water have never been my strengths. Professor Snape didn't seem to understand my past that well. On the ring As long as I am alive, the killing will not stop."

She was completely out of control.

The girl carrying the dagger rushed at her again, and any spell that was thrown at her could not stop her. She was injured for injury, and Snape was left with deep or shallow stab wounds all over his body.

"Stop!"

But Cyrus, who could no longer see anything, only focused on attacking, and blood was flowing out of his eyes, ears and even the corners of his mouth. She kept singing lowly from the corners of her grinning lips, her voice trembling and revealing her helplessness.

Facing the girl so close to him, Snape's mind went blank and he blurted out, "Cyrus!"

The girl who was being controlled and unable to stop suddenly froze, the blood-stained dagger fell, and the dull pupils reflected the wounds on Snape's body.

"What have I... been doing all this time..." All her emotions exploded at this moment, and she suddenly fell to her knees, clutching her chest with a painful expression.

The sticky blood covered her trembling hands. She searched around her body in panic, and became even more frantic after touching the empty ear.

"I can't save him, I can't save everyone. If I can't save you... I can't die, I can't die yet..." Cyrus whispered nervously,

"You should go to St. Mungo's and have your brain checked." Snape's eyes were complicated, and he never put down the wand he was holding. The girl's murmur also made him confused.

At this time, a flash of fire appeared, and Dumbledore walked out of the fire silently. He walked over to Cyrus who was kneeling and patted her back gently. Fawkes jumped on Cyrus' head and pecked her head. Dumbledore looked at Snape and said, "Sorry, Severus, my daughter." Sorry for causing trouble for you. Fox will send you back to the infirmary to be bandaged."

"Perhaps Headmaster Dumbledore should be more strict with his children."

Snape said a word and was taken away by Fawkes. Dumbledore gently wiped the blood from Cyrus's cheek, "Maybe Severus has something to say, Cyrus, you can't be so willful anymore. Go back and leave the rest to me, okay?"

The girl clutched her chest tightly, "If someone questions you, how will you answer if you clearly have the ability to save everyone but look on indifferently? If someone, like me, accuses you of taking advantage of everyone, how will you answer?"

Dumbledore's eyes were downcast, and his tone was full of sadness. He no longer looked like a strong man, and was as weak as an ordinary old man. "I feel extremely sorry. Protecting the people in front of me has already exhausted me mentally and physically."

He paused, "If my death can stop everything, I won't have any hesitation. But not yours, child. I have never fulfilled my responsibility as a parent or family member, please give me a chance to atone."

Cyrus suppressed the pain in his heart and let out a bitter smile, as if the smile contained all the helplessness and powerlessness.

"I am not the object of your atonement. I have to say that you are very successful. Sirius, Remus, Kate, the twins, Harry, Hermione, Draco, Cool, Dobby, and sir. More and more Entering this real world, I don’t want to leave anymore. If I want to save my husband, I can’t save everyone. If I want to save everyone, I can’t save my husband... The more tenderness I experience, the more painful I will be. .”

"You are not in pain because of these, it is because you had to confront him in order to save him. Every decision and every move pushes the relationship between the two of you further and further...My child, you really Want to see someone you love pull out a wand with the intention of killing you?”

The girl's hands kept trembling, "Love, I don't need to understand love... I won't stop, the ending is already determined. Since it can't be changed, I will drag everyone with me to be buried."

Dumbledore sighed deeply, put his hand on Cyrus's shoulder, and stripped Cyrus of the privilege of apparating in Hogwarts. "Since you have your own plan, I also have mine."

Cyrus nodded and stood up with difficulty, "I won't lose."

After Harry and others found out about Professor Slytherin's one-week leave, they couldn't help but worry, "What happened to Cyrus? Wasn't her hand treated by Madam Pomfrey? She was still in class yesterday?"

"Maybe I just want to recuperate, Harry, let's not disturb Cyrus."

"Ask Malfoy. He might know. He doesn't go to the Chamber of Secrets every night lately."

Harry and the others who were standing at the entrance to the secret room, unable to enter, walked to the door of the Slytherin common room to wait for Draco.

"Isn't this Saint Potter? What are you doing in Slytherin?!"

Draco came over with a stinking look on his face, "I'm not here to fight with you, Malfoy. How is Cyrus doing lately?"

Draco frowned, "Mind your own business!"

Hermione and others stood in front of Draco, "We just need to know if Cyrus is safe. We haven't seen her in the past few days."

Draco pushed Ron away, "How could something happen to her? Don't bother her!" When passing by the secret room, Draco took a deep look, tutted and muttered: "How could I know what happened to her? Tell me nothing."

At this time, Cyrus, who was forced to stay in the secret room, was studying the basilisk eggs. Snape came over with several bottles of potions and dropped them, not wanting to stay here for a second.

"Professor Snape, I'm really sorry. Are you feeling better?"

Snape looked at Cyrus who was covered in bandages and forced out a mocking smile, "Compared to me, you are more embarrassed." Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the several basilisk eggs isolated by the protection spell, "It seems You miss life in Azkaban so much."

"If you want one, I'll give you one. It will grow to the size of a house in a year."

"I think the whole basilisk has a lot of value in studying potions."

Cyrus reached out and waved all the snake eggs into the ground, "I will give you one after it hatches successfully."

Snape did not open his mouth to accept it, but his face was obviously not so bad. He looked around strangely, the tip of his nose twitching. "Sorry, I forgot to clean up the smell of blood here." Cyrus smiled apologetically and released a cleaning spell around her. She never looked at Snape from the beginning to the end.

Then he took out jars of large and small glass jars from the ring, and moved two large sacks from the research room in the secret room. She said while moving things, "It will take at least a week to re-purchase herbs from Hodmod. Slytherin Mansion has long-term storage of some herbs and animal materials needed for potions."

She looked back at Snape's stinking face, which remained unchanged, and added: "Dumbledore purchased these things from Slytherin as the principal of Hogwarts, and they will be sent to the potions room by the house elves later." .”

"Really...why is Principal Dumbledore suddenly so wealthy that he even purchased some rare materials that are not needed for teaching?" Snape crossed his arms and stared at Cyrus, who was embarrassed.

After Cyrus was speechless for a long time, Snape chuckled and took out his wand and clicked it a few times. All the packages on the ground became smaller and floated. "I reluctantly accepted such a lavish medical bill. I hope Professor Slytherin will insist on drinking psychoactive potions to avoid causing trouble to his colleagues."

"Really, Severus, you are not angry with me anymore." At this time, a house elf from the Hogwarts kitchen appeared, and he anxiously shouted to Cyrus, "Professor Slytherin, no Alright! Umbridge is going to take people to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor!"

Cyrus stood up and took out a two-way mirror, and the faces of the twins immediately appeared in the double-sided mirror, "Hey, isn't this Professor Slytherin? Are you contacting us so late to join our night outing?"

"Umbridge will come to you soon and pull down all the club signs. Don't wander around and wait for me there."

Then Cyrus looked at the house elf, "Thank you, Qiqi. Please take me to the eighth floor." Then he looked at Snape, "Because of someone's bad intentions, I have to work injured. I hope Professor Snape buy us some time."

"I don't want to participate...Tsk!" Before Snape could finish his words, Cyrus disappeared.

Umbridge, who was pulling Filch, walked towards the stairs leading to the seventh floor aggressively. The stairs that had been motionless at night suddenly began to rotate erratically, and Umbridge was almost thrown down the stairs. Filch clung to her tightly and did not dare to let go. Umbridge shook him off fiercely and cast a curse on the stairs. Unexpectedly, the curse was bounced back to her, causing the two of them to fall down the stairs and roll around on the ground several times. Just stopped.

Umbridge, who was starry-eyed, looked up and saw a little wizard running towards him in a panic, "Professor Umbridge, I just saw Weasley from Gryffindor enter your office carrying a box of dung bombs. They He also said that if he found something about you, he should tell Principal Dumbledore!"

Umbridge instantly thought of what Cyrus had said before, and immediately stood up, "Go to the eighth floor to block them first!" Then she quickly ran to her office.

After Umbridge left, the little wizard chuckled and walked to a shadow. Snape's figure appeared, and the little wizard's appearance changed back to Draco. He crossed his arms and said dissatisfiedly. : "Cyrus owes me a big favor."

Snape glared at him, "If you don't want me to turn into a stoat, go back quickly, Mr. Malfoy."

Umbridge returned to the office to check and found no one. After realizing that she had been tricked, she ran back to the eighth floor like crazy, only to see Filch looking into the Room of Requirement with a strange expression on his face. Umbridge pushed Filch away and walked into the room, but was choked by a gust of dust and sneezed. Cyrus, who was holding a broom, took off his mask and looked at Umbridge, "Professor Umbridge ? Were you also punished by Principal Dumbledore to clean your room? Great, I was just worried about how to clean such a big room."

She picked up the rag hanging from her waist and patted Umbridge's face, "Hurry up, we can't finish cleaning today."

Umbridge pulled off the smelly rag, "Where did they go! Where did you hide them?!"

Cyrus pointed to the mountains of debris in the room, "What are you looking for? This place is full of garbage."

Umbridge looked around the entire room and then rummaged through various corners where people could hide. "You are building an army to fight against the Ministry of Magic behind your back. Don't think I don't know!"

At this time, Cyrus was taking advantage of Umbridge and the others' backs to put a flag in the corner back into the ring, and then looked at the two of them with confusion, "Army? What army? What does it mean to fight against the Ministry of Magic? Is it Um?" Is Professor Rich really insane? I'm the only one here cleaning the room tonight."

"Don't think that a lame excuse like cleaning the room can hide it from me!" Umbridge was too confused to think at this time. She finally used Veritaserum to find a student who knew the truth. She learned that Harry and the others had set up Dumbledore. Li Duojun immediately reported to Fudge. When they were about to arrest them all today, Cyrus disrupted their plan.

Umbridge's face had betrayed all her psychological activities. Cyrus said quietly: "Did our Professor Umbridge really invite the busy Minister Fudge to come and watch the joke just because of her random guess? I Do you want to think about what kind of apology letter I should ask you to write this time?"

Umbridge's face immediately turned green, and she hurriedly ran out of the room. She had to stop Fudge before he came, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to go back to the Ministry of Magic this time. As soon as someone comes to mind, someone appears. Dumbledore led Fudge and others to meet Umbridge in the corridor. Dumbledore asked doubtfully: "Professor Umbridge? Didn't you say that someone in the Room of Requirement secretly formed an army? Why are you running in the opposite direction?"

Cyrus poked his head out of the room with a broom, "Maybe you want to help me clean and go to the bathroom to get a bucket."

The originally aggressive Fudge's face darkened and he looked at Umbridge, "Where are the people?"

"They must be in the room. They didn't have time to leave. I'm sure of it! They must be hidden somewhere!"

Fudge gave the several Aurors behind him a look, and they walked into the Room of Requirement and cast a series of spells to check. Umbridge also joined in, and she even moved the heavy wardrobe to see if anyone was hiding in the gap. After a long time, the Aurors checked again and again, looked at Fudge and shook their heads.

Fudge looked at Cyrus, whose face was covered with dust. "Why does Miss Slytherin clean the room at night?" Cyrus scratched his head in embarrassment, "I wanted to roast Principal Dumbledore's pet, but he was If you find out... you will be punished by cleaning the room."

The corner of Fudge's mouth twitched, and Dumbledore complained helplessly on the side, "Fox has been my partner for many years, how can I bully him out of curiosity?"

The two of them laughed and joked back and forth, and Fudge almost broke the wand in his hand. He angrily walked up to Umbridge and pointed at her nose and started scolding her. Cyrus plugged his ears and hid behind Dumbledore, "Tsk, tsk, you're swearing so dirty..."

After a period of Fudge's crazy output, he gasped angrily and waved to several Aurors to leave. Dumbledore smiled and persuaded Fudge to stay, "Minister Fudge has come all the way, why don't you have a cup of tea at my place."

"No, no need. It was my subordinate's mistake, and I will teach her a lesson. Umbridge, I never want to see you again!" Fudge left the Aurors with these words, and Cyrus stretched out his arms. The hand dangled before Umbridge's empty and desperate eyes, "Father, it seems that she is broken. What should I do? Or just throw her into the Forbidden Forest."

"How can you treat your colleagues like this? After all, Professor Umbridge is now a member of Hogwarts."

Cyrus put the broom in the hand of Umbridge, who was already stiff. "Professor Umbridge, your wish has come true. The job of cleaning Hogwarts will always be yours."

"Okay, I think you have learned your lesson Cyrus, go back and rest. Professor Umbridge, I'm sorry that I have to leave too. It's not good to disturb the sleep time of the elderly like this."

After coming back to her senses, Umbridge's murmur became louder, "No, no. Minister Fudge, I am your most capable assistant. I can help you. I cannot be fired." He stumbled out and probably went back to plead against the fireplace.

Cyrus looked at the direction Umbridge was escaping from and raised his eyebrows, then looked at Filch who was standing stupidly aside, "Is there anything else wrong, Mr. Filch?"

"No, no more...I'm going back first."

Cyrus, who returned to the secret room, was immediately put on his shoulders by two figures, "Haha, Cyrus. You are really good! It's a pity that we can't see Pink Toad's embarrassed and ridiculous expression."

At this time, a large group of people were standing in the secret room, and Draco was also standing against the wall.

"You guys are so inconvenient. Why do we just have a club with such a name that can be easily misunderstood and put flags everywhere." Cyrus took out a large pile of red flags from the ring and threw them in the twins' faces. Go, "It must be you."

Cedric also stepped forward, "Thank you so much, Cyrus. I didn't expect you to have such a thing as the disappearing cabinet, otherwise we would be discovered by them, and it would be terrible then."

Cyrus waved her hand and walked to the center of the secret room. She took off her coat and turned it around, still wrapping her wrists and ankles in bandages. She found that her movements were stiff and she sat down directly.

Seeing this scene, Cedric, Harry and Draco all approached the exit of the secret room. Unfortunately, the stone door was tightly closed. Cyrus's smile was like a devil in their eyes. She looked around at everyone and said softly, "Come on, let me see what you have accomplished in the past few months."

"Cyrus, you're injured... let's forget it." Hermione swallowed and stood calmly at the end of the crowd, only to be surrounded by a circle of faint blue fire.

"I'm indeed injured and can't move easily. So...he's here to fight you." As soon as Cyrus finished speaking, a yellow-green basilisk suddenly emerged from the pool in the secret room. It was taller than Haierbo. The fangs are much smaller.

The basilisk spat out the message and came to Cyrus and knelt down and rubbed her intimately. Cyrus jumped on his head and said, "This is Fang, the brother born with Fang. But he was born with insufficient nutrition. It’s hard to survive on your own.”

Cyrus lay on Fang's head and patted him, saying in snake language: "Fang, don't use snake venom and gaze ability, mainly attack the handsome one, the one wearing glasses and the one with blond hair. Thank you for your hard work." In the eyes of those students, Cyrus seemed to be introducing today's dinner to the basilisk. The three Dracos obviously saw Cyrus pointing at them when he spoke.

"The students in third grade and below exited the ring of fire, and the rest all took out their wands. I don't want to repeat it."