Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

The world of death.

The moment he crossed the arch, Cyrus felt that his body suddenly became light and airy, as if the shackles of his body disappeared, and only his light soul led him to move forward.

In his ears, a lullaby seemed to sound, lulling his consciousness to sleep peacefully.

He wanted to resist this force, but it seemed to be useless. Almost instantly, he lost all consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he immediately found himself in a gray wasteland. He lay quietly in the sand, with the invisibility cloak draped over him. The sand was driven by the wind, burying half of his body.

As he sat up, grains of sand fell.

"Is this the inside of the arch, the world of death?" Cyrus shook off the sand from his body. He stood up and looked at everything around him. It has to be said that the scene here is very different from what he imagined.

He thought that the world of death must be dark and terrifying. The ground was scorched black by the terrible flames, and there were bones everywhere. The air was hot and humid, making it difficult to breathe.

Of course, people who are already dead don’t need to breathe.

But what was displayed in front of him now was completely different.

There is nothing terrible here, just a gray desert. There is color here, but the tone is lighter and darker. He stood on the sand dune and looked around. The distant horizon was also grey, and the breeze carried fine grains of sand through his feet like water waves.

"Is this the world of death?" He couldn't help but ask again.

He didn't see any scary monsters here, nor did he see the souls of the dead, nor did he see the legendary God of Death.

So, how should he find the God of Death?

Cyrus frowned, and the last magic eye Grindelwald left for him was also under the control of his magic, trying to find any unusual traces.

But he found nothing.

The power of the mortal world may not be so effective in the world of the dead. Even though Cyrus already possesses the most powerful magical power at the moment, he is facing a god.

"The power of the Elder Wand can prevent Death from defeating me in a head-on battle, but this does not mean that I am really more powerful than Death." Cyrus understood this very well.

The power of the Elder Wand comes from the gift of Death, and it has no ability to allow Cyrus to truly defeat Death. But the God of Death once promised that it would be invincible, so it was impossible for him to break his oath.

Just like mortals can see through the magic of the invisibility cloak, but until Lao San chooses to take off the cloak, death can take him away.

Thinking of this, Cyrus subconsciously held it tighter.

But now, he looked at the boundless sea of ​​sand and didn't even know which direction to go.

"There can't be nothing here, at least the God of Death must be eager to get my soul!" Cyrus murmured to himself.

Thinking of this, he relaxed a little. Although he also knew that once the God of Death appeared, it would inevitably mean danger, but he had already been prepared to face anything.

So he tightened his cloak and walked in a random direction.

As he walked farther and farther, his figure gradually became smaller and smaller. After a long time, he completely disappeared in the wind and sand.

On the other side, in the real world.

After a whole day of classes, Ginny sat in the lounge, staring at the stove in a daze.

At this time, Harry and Hermione came over. During this time, each of them was a little upset. The OWL exam made them feel a lot of pressure, especially since the semester had passed for a long time, and every professor was repeating Emphasize the importance of exams.

In fact, they themselves clearly know how important this exam is, and it may be related to their future choices.

"Professor Snape said that if we don't get an O in Potions, we won't be able to attend his advanced class next year." Hermione said worriedly. Among all the people, her grades were the best, but she still had the best grades. The most anxious one.

"Please, there's no way you can't get an O." Ron said with an expression that said, "You'll be damned if you can't get an O." To O, then no one can get it at Hogwarts.”

In fact, judging from the results of previous years, at least most of the students in the top 20% can get O.

"I don't care," Harry said. "It's okay if I don't go to his class."

He wasn't that interested in Potions.

In fact, Harry's potion talent is pretty good. Even if Snape targeted him so much, his potion scores were still good in the original book. But the most important thing for a good teacher is not only to improve students' grades, but more importantly, to cultivate students' interest in learning.

Clearly, Snape was doing a poor job.

"But if you can't go to advanced classes, and you can't take the Higher Wizarding Examination in seventh grade, then you won't be able to be an Auror after graduation." Hermione always looked further ahead.

"That's inappropriate." Similarly, Harry in this time and space is not that yearning for Aurors.

At least until now, he had not seen any Auror perform much impressively.

The person who was supposed to be the most attractive to Harry was Barty Black Jr., who played Mad-Eye, but this time he never stood a chance from the start. In addition, Harry had never seen the Aurors gathered in the Order of the Phoenix.

So in his opinion, there didn't seem to be anything particularly attractive about Aurors.

"But, you have to think about what you want to do in the future." Hermione said, "You can't wait until graduation and just graduate... Even if you plan to help Cyrus, you have to be good enough."

Ginny visibly twitched when she mentioned Cyrus.

"I'd rather be someone like Dumbledore or Cyrus." Harry thought for a while, "But I don't have as much ability as them. I think... or I really want to be a Quidditch player." How are the players?"

"What?!" Hermione looked surprised.

In her opinion, becoming a Quidditch player was hardly a real ideal. She doesn't think a player can be of any use to the development of the world.

This is a joke and a waste of time.

"What's the point of flying around on the broom all day long?"

Her words obviously made both Harry and Ron unhappy, but Harry didn't get angry and said, "Very useful!"

"Because a lot of people care about Quidditch, so it's very useful!" Harry was obviously not a hot-headed person. "This is a very popular sport in the wizarding world. I dare say, at least 70% of them The wizards above all love Quidditch, and most of them are fanatical about it.”

"so what?"

"So, if Harry can become a Quidditch star, as famous as Krum, then more people will like him." Ron added, "Those people will think about Harry, if He has made it clear that he supports Cyrus, and his fans will be influenced by him."