Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

"Cyrus, why are you here?"

Harry and others looked at him in surprise.

After going through so many things, Cyrus was almost the same as the professors at Hogwarts. The castle itself recognized him, and Professor McGonagall and others also respected him very much.

Even at the beginning, McGonagall even proposed to him that he would take over the position of principal.

Of course, Sellers refused.

"We thought you would be very busy now." Ginny and Hermione said happily.

"It's quite busy." Cyrus nodded, "But most things can be left to others. Breaking the secrecy law will not take a day or two. The most important thing is to let the wizards understand why. It has to be done.”

"What will happen to the Muggles if the secrecy law is broken?" Hermione asked a little worriedly.

Cyrus naturally understood her concerns.

Hermione is a typical Muggle wizard. Both of his parents are Muggles, and he has never heard of magic before. Wizards like her are most concerned about things in the Muggle world.

She must be worried that after the secrecy law is broken, Muggles without magic will be discriminated against.

This worry is not groundless. In fact, Hogwarts has the best example-Filch.

This is a squib with no magical powers. When it was revealed that Filch was a squib, even Ron couldn't help but secretly laugh at him.

"He will long for the power of magic." Sellers just said, he smiled, "but I guess, just like some people are good at math and some people are not, there is nothing to criticize."

Having said this, Hermione felt much more relieved.

“When we graduate, we can help,” she said.

"Then you have to become the Minister of Magic first." Cyrus joked.

In fact, the Minister of Magic is nothing to him now, and the mere position of Minister of Magic in British films has no influence on this matter.

"Don't worry about this, time will give us the answer." Cyrus was confident.

"Then are you here for Death?" Harry asked cautiously.

This is what they are most concerned about during this time. Death is like that dark cloud in the sky of London, which has been lingering in everyone's hearts. They were reluctant to ask at first because they were worried about hearing some bad news.

"If Grindelwald can still pull himself together, you'll have help," Harry said. "It's a pity that he is a coward."

They were all obviously disgusted by Grindelwald's appearance.

"He is indeed a coward." Cyrus nodded. He thought that after Dumbledore's sister died, Grindelwald did not face Dumbledore together, but escaped alone. He was even more concerned about Harry's words. Agree with some.

He looked at the homeless man lying next to Dumbledore's grave from a distance. Who would have thought that such a person would once sweep across Europe?

However, he also believed that Grindelwald would not remain decadent.

"Actually, I'm here to see you, Harry," Cyrus said.

Hearing these words, Harry had doubts on his face, but Ron had a real expression - obviously he was used to no matter who came over, the first thing he wanted to look for was Harry - as for Ginny and Hermione , they both got a little angry.

It's Harry again!

If Cassandra hadn't existed, they would have doubted whether Cyrus was interested in Harry.

"Find me?"

"I guess someone has to take you to see it."

"what?"

"Godric's Hollow, where your father and mother used to live, is also where they are buried." Cyrus said, "Their death anniversary is today."

This sentence immediately stunned everyone. It was already summer vacation when the last game of the Tournament was held, and so much time had passed and so many things had happened. When Harry came back to his senses, he realized that today was already Halloween.

Now he was even more at a loss.

After so many years, he has even seen the souls of his father and mother, so why has he never thought of going there and taking a look?

In fact, if Cyrus hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known it was today.

"Let's go, I've already told Minerva." Cyrus grabbed Harry's sleeve and said to Ron and the others, "Do you want to come too?"

Ron seemed a little moved, but Ginny and Hermione held him back.

"No," Hermione said, "Let Harry go on his own." She pulled Ginny and Ron back half a step, "We will save a place for you at the dinner, Harry."

After saying that, they left.

Cyrus grabbed Harry, took one last look at Dumbledore's grave in the afterglow, and then performed Disapparation.

Godric's Hollow is very different from the last time Cyrus came here.

One obvious difference is that this place is much more "lively" than last time.

Without the dementors patrolling here, the Muggles' mental state has improved a lot. On this Halloween night, the children of the Muggle families in the town all dressed up in weird ways. In comparison, Harry's wizard The outfit doesn't look impressive at all.

So much so that when the two of them were walking on the street, some children laughed at Harry for not keeping up with the fashion and dressing up in such a tacky way.

Harry felt very novel about all this. He looked around, his eyes reflecting the light reflected from the jack-o'-lantern. It had been several years since he'd spent Halloween in the Muggle world, not to mention that he hadn't had the chance to go out and play during previous holidays, and the Dursleys would have preferred to lock him at home.

"If you're interested, you can play for a while. It doesn't matter today," Sellers said.

Harry shook his head: "No, I'm not that age anymore."

There was always a sense of vicissitudes of life when he said this, but speaking of it, he was in fifth grade now, and he was indeed no longer the age to knock on doors and ask for candy.

"Then let's go and go to the cemetery first," Sellers said.

They continued to walk forward, and at this time, a little boy dressed as a wizard passed in front of them. The child was holding a magic book whose title could not be read clearly, but it was very straight. In the style of Fendo, he also held a short wand in his hand. This shocked Harry.

Since when has Hogwarts admitted children this age?

Harry thought in surprise.

Because the child is probably only six or seven years old. A child of this age may not be able to control the magical power in his body. It is too dangerous to run around among the Muggle crowd with a wand.

"Hey, kid, don't-" He quickly called out to the other person, but froze in place the moment the kid turned around.

——The child had a round face, and his messy black hair was flying wildly with vitality. He wore gold-rimmed round glasses on his face, and his green eyes looked at him through the lenses——For a moment. , Harry thought he saw himself.