Chapter 170 Death Is Just Another Adventure (Still at 6pm

Chapter 170 Death is just another adventure (I will update it at 6pm)

Lucius has been feeling pain in his arm recently.

Every night, when he lifted his sleeves, the pattern that had long been like an ordinary tattoo seemed to come alive again, with black snakes running through the eye sockets of the skeleton!

But it seemed to be just his illusion. Looking at it again, the mark was the same as usual, no different from any other day in the past twelve years.

"Maybe I'm just worried?"

Lucius couldn't help guessing, but the Death Eater remnants who were as worried as him never let go of their hanging hearts. Now even if they saw the phantom, they were still frightened!

But the mark was just painful, but it didn't send out any call.

"Don't worry, we already knew that the master was still alive, and he had forgiven our mistakes." Lucius comforted the worried Narcissa, and the "master" he mentioned naturally referred to Cyrus.

"Do you really think he and the mysterious man are the same person?" Narcissa said tremblingly. She had witnessed the horror of Voldemort with her own eyes. That person, no, he could not be called a human being, but more like a monster!

That monster was cruel and bloody, with a violent temper. With what Draco had done before, he might have been killed several times!

"They may be related, but they are definitely not the same person!" Narcissa looked at Lucius with horror. She didn't believe that her husband hadn't noticed this until now.

In fact, Lucius had naturally discovered it a long time ago.

But for him, it didn't matter whether Cyrus was Voldemort or not. He just wanted to be the wife of the county magistrate. As for who was the county magistrate, Lucius didn't care.

"I only know that he is very related to the diary that the Dark Lord gave me. Even if the Dark Lord finally asks for punishment, I have something to say." Lucius is not a fool. This is the way out he prepared for himself, a way out that can turn against him at any time.

Of course, he also understood that even if there was such a way, the Dark Lord would not easily spare him, but when that time came, he would not care about the slightest punishment.

"Then why do you still want to take the risk?" Narcissa did not understand.

"Because it makes no difference to us whether it is the Dark Lord or Cyrus!" Lucius explained, "We cannot resist him, and look at what we can get by following him?! A more noble status than now!"

Power and profit are the ghosts that lure people into the abyss!

"What's more, Cyrus may not be an opponent of the Dark Lord." Lucius pondered, "We just need to watch first, and don't make a move too early. But we can do something for the master first."

This master refers to Voldemort.

Lucius thought about it and contacted the old "old friend". He believed that those pure bloods who betrayed their "friends" or were eager to clear themselves from the Death Eaters must be like him, and they are uncertain at the moment.

In any case, they should do something to make up for their mistakes now.

So he wrote two letters.

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"Lucius's Dark Mark is beginning to hurt?" Cyrus looked down at the letter brought by the owl and pondered for a moment.

Although Voldemort has not yet summoned his old subordinates, the changes in the Dark Mark seem to be announcing his return. He wants to give some confidence to those who are loyal to him in advance, to deter those who are wavering, and to bring enough fear to those traitors who have completely betrayed him!

"This Lucius is interesting. He openly starts to contact the old Death Eaters to make some trouble to show his loyalty to Voldemort, but secretly writes to me. It seems that he is playing chess on both sides."

But the Malfoy family has always been like this, and Cyrus doesn't find it strange at all.

"Voldemort made such a fuss. Could it be that he found a chance to revive?" Cyrus wondered.

At this time, Newt came over. He folded the letter paper calmly. Although it was to prevent Newt from seeing the content on the letter paper, his calm appearance was not annoying. If you put the letter away in a hurry, it will easily cause resentment.

"My friend has sent me a letter. I'm afraid I have to go." Cyrus said hello.

Newt immediately showed a regretful expression on his face. Cyrus stayed with him for several days and got along very well with him. Cyrus inherited Tom Riddle's way of dealing with the world, and it can be said that he can get along with anyone happily.

Moreover, he is knowledgeable and has a deep understanding of magical animals.

In addition, Cyrus used Nagini to narrow the age gap between him and Newt, and the relationship between them was very good. Tina also liked Cyrus very much. She regretted that there were no one or two girls in her family, otherwise she would definitely find a marriage for Cyrus.

"I think the environment in your box is also very good. Do you want to take a few magical animals with you?" Newt said with a smile.

In fact, there are some magical animals in his own box that he didn't intend to keep, but to release. If Cyrus is willing to take them in, it would be great.

"That's great." Cyrus would not refuse. The blood magic in the magical animals seemed to have the same origin as the ancient magic. The more magical animals there were, the better for his research.

The magical animals they had rescued from poachers were now kept in his box. Although there were many species, the number was not large. Now with the generous gift from Uncle Newt, Cyrus's experimental subjects suddenly increased.

As for taking care of magical animals, it is not a troublesome thing. Dobby will serve him.

Cyrus had no psychological burden to instruct Dobby to do things, but he still gave him some wages. Although it was not much, it was enough to make him grateful. So much so that Dobby would take the initiative to share the magic of the house elves with him.

However, his current research focus is still on the Obscurus.

He performed a soul surgery and sewed the "negative emotions" taken out of the Obscurus with the soul of Voldemort in the crown. After Voldemort's soul devoured the emotions, it immediately grew a little stronger and waited eagerly for Cyrus to continue feeding it.

The Voldemort in the crown was the first one Cyrus was familiar with. The soul inside was fooled by Cyrus and never doubted Cyrus. It was also obviously rebellious.

Now his idea is:

"If your diary can be resurrected, why can't my crown be resurrected?"

But he didn't have any ill will towards Cyrus, or rather, he accepted any fragment of Voldemort's soul, and even proposed to Cyrus to revive all Horcruxes!

Cyrus naturally rejected him.

The crown was just the food that Cyrus prepared for him, and he also wanted to revive it?

Cyrus planned to use the soul in the crown as a carrier to help him bear the influence of those "negative emotions".

"Ravenclaw's crown has the effect of making people's brains clear and rational, and can prevent my soul from being affected by emotions to the greatest extent."

After Cyrus said goodbye to Newt, he first wrote a letter to reply to Lucius to explain the situation. Voldemort is making such a big move now, I'm afraid he has found a way to revive, and the day of his resurrection is probably not far away.

That guy really wants to hide himself, and Cyrus can't find him.

Since Voldemort is going to be resurrected, the situation of the Malfoy family may not be very good. Cyrus did not object to Lucius's current idea, but he reminded Lucius to choose who he would be loyal to as soon as possible.

Cyrus understood Lucius's difficulties, but that did not mean that he could tolerate a person who was loyal to both sides.

After replying the letter, Cyrus ran directly to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was still writing about the plan for the Triwizard Tournament at his desk. Suddenly, he heard a knock on his window. He looked up and saw Cyrus sitting on the windowsill with one foot against the window sill and looking back.

The old man's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he saw a familiar shadow.

"I thought you would come on the day of the Quidditch game. I'm ready for you." Dumbledore said so, but he still got up and opened the window. He was a little curious about what made Cyrus so impatient.

"I don't know if Severus told you, but Lucius told me today that the Dark Mark on his arm began to ache from time to time." Cyrus jumped down from the window lightly, walked past Dumbledore at ease, and stretched out his finger to tease Fawkes's beak when passing by.

The headmasters on the wall watched Cyrus leaning on the chair where Dumbledore originally sat in a familiar and generous manner, and dared not speak out.

"Are you serious?" Dumbledore's face stiffened a little.

"It seems that your double agent is not so obedient?" Cyrus teased, but still nodded and expressed his thoughts, "Voldemort is using this method to remind those who betrayed him that he must be absolutely sure that he can be resurrected, and in the near future!"

Cyrus's golden eyes met Dumbledore's blue eyes. Both of them were very serious at the moment, like bluestone in the cold winter wind.

"I think it will be this school year!"

"But, Harry--" Dumbledore opened his mouth and closed it again.

"You mean he needs Harry's blood, right?" Cyrus asked, "If we follow the Horcrux resurrection ritual, the spell is not strict. Voldemort has many enemies, you, me, Harry, or the thousands of wizards who are hostile to him."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Dumbledore shook his head, "He will definitely use Harry's blood to resurrect, otherwise he will never be able to hurt Harry's life."

"It depends on how much he values ​​Harry." Cyrus said.

If it's according to the original book, Voldemort naturally values ​​Harry very much, or rather, he values ​​the prophecy. But now, compared to the ordinary Harry Potter, Cyrus may be more concerned by Voldemort.

And if Voldemort wants to go against Cyrus, he doesn't need to get Cyrus' blood. He just needs to find an enemy's blood to resurrect.

"No, he will choose Harry, just like he chose Harry that night twelve years ago." Dumbledore said firmly.

Cyrus didn't know that he believed in fate so much.

"Maybe, but no matter what, I can't delay any longer." Cyrus looked at Fitzgerald on the wall.

The witch nodded to him and said slowly: "Then let's start, but I want to remind you that my trial is different from the previous two. What you are going to face is - Death!"

"Is that why you said the password was 'The last one to be eliminated is Death'?" Cyrus looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Dumbledore blinked and smiled: "I think after this trial, you will understand why I am better than Tom Riddle back then."

"I knew that a long time ago." Cyrus looked at the wand in Dumbledore's hand that looked like a finger bone, "Deathly Hallows."

Cyrus suddenly opened his palm, and a small, black object was exposed in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore seemed to be hit by something all of a sudden, looking at the prismatic obsidian in Cyrus's hand, breathing as heavy as a wild horse!

He couldn't help but raise his hand, and it seemed that he could no longer see anything except this black stone. He was like a moth flying into the fire, taking a big step towards the black sun in Cyrus's hand.

For a moment, Cyrus almost thought he was going to pounce on him and snatch the Resurrection Stone in his hand.

But Dumbledore didn't do it in the end.

He just looked at the Resurrection Stone in Cyrus's hand with his eyes as quiet and sad as a lake, as if he was looking at his former desire, regret and infinite love.

"You probably dare not imagine how long I have been pursuing it, just because of a fairy tale." Dumbledore's voice was choked.

"But you should also understand that there is no good ending in fairy tales." Cyrus held his fingertips, like a flower closing its petals and holding the pistil in it.

"The Elder Wand is not invincible, the Resurrection Stone cannot recall the dead, and even the cloak cannot always deceive the eyes of the God of Death. In the final analysis, the cloak can't even deceive you."

"You are right."

Dumbledore sighed, and once the sudden impulse subsided, he seemed to fall into an endless abyss all of a sudden. He was just like a ball of fire that suddenly rose, and now he was like a candle in the wind, as if it would go out in the next moment.

"Resurrection from the dead may not be impossible, Dumbledore." Cyrus opened his golden eyes in the darkness.

His eyes were like fire.

Using the Resurrection Stone to summon souls, using the Philosopher's Stone to recast flesh and blood, using the Elder Wand as a trigger to perform ancient magic, and irrigating human emotions, theoretically, a person can be completely resurrected.

Cyrus has not tried it, but it is very feasible.

However, Dumbledore shook his head.

"We should not play with the dead, Cyrus, even if you have the ability."

He seemed to be admonishing Cyrus, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Life is precious because it is only once, and death-" He paused, as if he was completely relieved.

"It was just an adventure."

Thank you Maoxuan for the 532 points reward, thank you boss!

I think it's better to change it to six o'clock update, so that everyone can watch it after get off work, ten o'clock seems too late.

In addition, let's talk about the pendant. I want to strengthen Voldemort, otherwise this boss is too lame and it's really boring.

Spoiler alert: there will be a plot in the future where the Death Eaters will escape from prison and discover two Dark Lords.