Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

The curse hit Harry in the chest.

"boom!!!"

The secret room filled with thick water vapor looked like a foggy valley.

The light of the spell diffused in the water vapor, as beautiful as a nebula.

"what!"

Voldemort did not hear Harry's screams. In fact, the sounds came from him. The moment it hit Harry, it seemed as if he also hit himself. The fatal injury tore his soul apart, causing his body to fly backwards like a rag.

"Clap!"

He fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment and passed out as if dead.

Cyrus didn't react much. Although he also had Voldemort's soul, those soul fragments had been completely devoured and digested by him, and they had no effect for a long time.

Through the fog, he glanced at Harry.

This boy seemed to be sleeping peacefully. The Resurrection Stone slipped from his palm, and it was glowing slightly.

Then, Cyrus looked at Voldemort again.

This guy's soul was linked to Harry, and the spell he attempted to kill Harry also killed his own soul!

Voldemort must be very weak now.

But Cyrus also knows that compared to the incomplete Voldemort in the original book, the current Voldemort has a much fuller soul. His weak state will not last long, and he will probably wake up soon.

To kill him, now is the best time!

But Cyrus did not take steps towards Voldemort.

In fact, he walked to Harry's side, squatted down, stretched out his hand and put his palm on Harry's wound——

In this world where Dumbledore is not dead yet, Harry's soul station may not have a wise man who can guide him. It would not be good if he gets confused and chooses death.

Cyrus had promised to keep him alive, so Harry could never die.

He picked up his snakewood wand and put it against his head——

Consciousness is sinking.

It's like being immersed in a sea of ​​silence and silence.

The world first became dark, and then gradually became brighter. The surroundings of Cyrus were filled with thick white fog. They were different from ordinary clouds and fog. They seemed to be something that had not yet formed, and they emitted a faint light.

After a while, Cyrus felt himself touching the ground.

"Memory, this is probably my best magic." He thought.

His body quickly gained some control in a world that was not inferior to him.

He walked forward - actually he didn't know which way was ahead, because the scenery all around was exactly the same. This is like London in the 1940s and 1950s, a real foggy city.

You can't see the train, you can't see the people so close, you can't see anything.

But that wasn't a problem because he knew he would find his target soon.

Sure enough, he soon discovered Harry who had just woken up.

Harry looked more surprised than anything else to see Cyrus.

"Cyrus?! Are you dead too?" He almost jumped up. Although there were a thousand questions in his head, the moment he saw Cyrus, he wanted to confirm Cyrus' identity first. safety.

He obviously regarded this place as the world after death.

But Cyrus found it a bit annoying - Harry had just woken up and he was wearing nothing.

"You'd better put on your clothes first. I guess if Dumbledore were here, he might be happy to comment on your little wand." He just waved his hand, and Harry changed into a suit that was similar to what he usually wears. The exact same robe.

The collar is fiery red, representing the brave Gryffindor.

It also represents the brave and fearless Harry Potter!

Then, Cyrus waved again, and a chair that could accommodate two or three people sitting side by side appeared. He asked Harry, who was blushing, to sit down like the owner of the place.

"Sit down, I hope you don't want to drink black tea now, otherwise I won't be able to change." Cyrus joked.

"Where is this?" Harry asked in surprise, "I thought I was dead, and you - you weren't dead?"

He looked at Cyrus uncertainly.

Now there is a not so good idea in his mind.

What if his death had no effect on Voldemort?

Maybe Cyrus is no match for Voldemort, after all, he and Dumbledore gave themselves the holy artifacts and powerful power. They are at their weakest now.

But what about yourself?

'Have I let them down? '

'I didn't do it...'

"No, you did it, and you did it very well." Cyrus once again saw through Harry's thoughts.

On the one hand, this made Harry feel relieved, but on the other hand, it also made him feel strange.

"How do you know what I'm thinking? Even Voldemort can't see through the thoughts in my head." He asked, "Your Legilimency is so powerful..."

Hearing what Harry said, Cyrus shook his head and laughed.

"No, it's not that my Legilimency is very strong, or that your Occlumency is not good enough. It's that I know you." Cyrus said, "You are brave and kind. I believe that the first time you saw me For a while, I will definitely worry about my safety and whether Voldemort is still alive."

“You always care about others first, and then yourself.”

After hearing what Cyrus said, Harry lowered his head in embarrassment. He didn't know if he was worthy of Cyrus' praise.

However, he still asked:

"So, Voldemort is dead?"

But Cyrus didn't answer him right away.

Voldemort's life or death is not important to Harry now. What he needs to do is to bring Harry back to the world of the living. And this cannot be achieved by relying on brute force.

The three Deathly Hallows are not omnipotent. They give Harry a chance to live, but whether he can seize it depends on him.

"Let's go back to your previous question first." Cyrus glanced around, "Where is this?"

Harry was obviously confused.

"I thought you knew, I thought this was your place."

"No, this belongs to you."

Harry stood up from the chair and looked around. At first, his mind was on Cyrus and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all. Now it looks a bit like King's Cross Station.

Miraculously, when he thought this, the scenery here actually became the same as King's Cross Station.

The ancient platform stretched out from below them, and the dome above them was higher than the Great Hall of Hogwarts!

A smile appeared on Harry's face. He looked at the wide stone pillars and thought that there might be a passage in these pillars leading to Platform 9 and Hogwarts.

"It seems you already have an idea, right?"

Sellers said with a smile.