Chapter 266 It will take you to the person you want to meet
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.
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.
"I don't care," Harry said. "It's okay if I don't go to his class."
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.
"Is this the world of death?" He couldn't help but ask again.
"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."
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.
So he tightened his cloak and walked in a random direction.
At least until now, he had not seen any Auror perform much impressively.
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.
"There can't be nothing here, at least the God of Death must be eager to get my soul!" Cyrus murmured to himself.
Clearly, Snape was doing a poor job.
"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.”
After a whole day of classes, Ginny sat in the lounge, staring at the stove in a daze.
"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?"
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.
In fact, they themselves clearly know how important this exam is, and it may be related to their future choices.
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 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.
"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.
"That's inappropriate." Similarly, Harry in this time and space is not that yearning for Aurors.
So, how should he find the God of Death?
But he found nothing.
So in his opinion, there didn't seem to be anything particularly attractive about Aurors.
"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.
"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.”
Her words obviously made both Harry and Ron unhappy, but Harry didn't get angry and said, "Very useful!"
This is a joke and a waste of time.
"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.
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.
"What's the point of flying around on the broom all day long?"
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.
But now, he looked at the boundless sea of sand and didn't even know which direction to go.
On the other side, in the real world.
"What?!" Hermione looked surprised.
In fact, judging from the results of previous years, at least most of the students in the top 20% can get O.
He wasn't that interested in Potions.
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.
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.
Ginny visibly twitched when she mentioned Cyrus.
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 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."
"Okay, even if what you said makes sense." Hermione slapped the tome on the table, then put her hands on her hips, "Why do you become a Quidditch star? Just because you are already in fifth grade and haven't won the Quidditch title yet. A Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts?"
Harry suddenly couldn't hold back his expression.
"It's not my fault, okay?"
"I win every time!" Harry wanted to argue.
In fact, his Quidditch talent is really good, but every semester, there are always some unexpected situations that prevent the Quidditch game from being held normally.
The fifth grade has no chance.
Because of Dumbledore's death, so far, the school seems to have no intention of restarting Quidditch. But Harry could also understand that people of Professor McGonagall's age would always feel more sensitive to the departure of a person, let alone that person being Dumbledore.
Even Harry doesn't really want to play Quidditch right now.
He doesn't really want to be a star, although that would be nice, but it's not what he really wants. He just wanted to escape reality for a while, so that Hermione would not stress him out by always talking about the OWL exam.
Sometimes he thought, he had defeated Voldemort, why did he still need to take the exam? But in the end, he discovered that he would rather fight Voldemort again than think about this.
Exams, life, future...
These seem to be more terrifying than Voldemort and death!
Thinking of death, he couldn't help but think of Cyrus.
"I don't know if Cyrus is ready to defeat death now," he said. "We haven't contacted him for several days, right?"
Harry's eyes turned around in front of everyone and mentioned Cyrus. During this period, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding this topic, otherwise all conversations would always seem heavy.
They tell themselves they don't need to worry, but it's impossible not to worry.
"I thought we could write him a letter and have Hedwig deliver it."
"Forget it." Ginny finally raised her head. She had heavy dark circles under her eyes and looked very low-energy. It was as if she was possessed by Cyrus back in the second grade.
But at least Cyrus would still consider her body at that time, and now, Ginny looked even more haggard.
"Ginny, how long has it been since you had a good night's sleep?!" Ron jumped up.
"I can't sleep," Ginny stroked her hair. Her flaming hair looked like it was about to go out. The hair was dry and dull, and the ends were parted like a toothbrush that had been used for decades.
"I have nightmares every time I close my eyes."
She pushed a small black book in front of Harry and the others.
"Tom Riddle's diary?" Harry recognized it at a glance, and then he thought of something, "Since you are so worried, why don't you ask him through the diary? Or is Cyrus now another Ignore you?"
"I asked," Ginny leaned on the sofa tiredly. She wanted to explain, but she couldn't speak. "You can open it and take a look."
Harry seemed to realize something, even if he didn't, he could see the seriousness of the matter from Ginny's expression!
So he grabbed the diary with trembling hands. He felt that the palms of his hands were sticky. The diary was as slippery as a loach and almost flew out.
Might as well fly out.
he thinks.
He no longer wanted to hear or see any bad news.
But Ginny looked as if the diary contained the obituary of Cyrus's death.
Hermione couldn't stand his slowness and snatched the diary out of Harry's hand! At this time, she looked like a Gryffindor, and her impatient personality did not allow her to wait any longer.
In fact, when Ginny just took out the diary and expressed that something might happen, Hermione's heart felt like a fire was burning!
She quickly opened the diary.
Then, she saw that it was filled with dense greetings left by black quills, filled with Ginny's worries, and filled with every sentence, word and letter Ginny had left on it these days!
"He didn't respond at all?" Ron asked, trying his best to think positively, "I think he might be too busy...and it's okay, he often couldn't read back in the past..."
But he soon ran out of words.
Because all of them know that the diary is not an ordinary book, it is a magic book.
But now, it has become like an ordinary book. Just take out any object and it will leave traces on it.
"The magic above has failed..."
Hermione suddenly felt that the book became extremely heavy, so heavy that she couldn't even hold it steady, so it fell to the ground.
For that moment, neither of them spoke.
At what point does the magic a person leaves behind lose its power?
Harry thought about Halloween, when he and Snape returned to his parents' house. There was originally a Fidelity Charm there, but after his parents were killed by Voldemort, the spell became ineffective.
"It's also possible that Cyrus deactivated it himself." Ron thought for a while before speaking.
"Or maybe he went somewhere and... cut off his magical power..." He intermittently made up some possibilities to make everything sound more like that.
He was not only comforting Harry and the others, he was also comforting himself.
In fact, the relationship between Ron and Cyrus seems to be far away, but in fact, for Ron, Cyrus is indeed his good friend.
The reason is simple, because even when he was among these outstanding friends, Cyrus never forgot him.
After he lost Scabbers, it was Cyrus who remembered that he had lost his pet and gave him an owl. On every subsequent holiday, Cyrus's gifts were never absent, and they were by no means perfunctory.
Of course, for Ron, having someone remember him forever is the best gift.
"maybe……"
Ginny just sighed: "I have written to Cassandra several times, but she doesn't know where Cyrus has gone."
To be honest, no one knows.
They all guessed that Cyrus might have gone to look for the God of Death, but no one knew where the God of Death was, let alone whether Cyrus had found the God of Death or had died in the hands of the God of Death.
"At least, if Death wins, the world will not be so peaceful now." Ron finally said.
So time passed quietly amidst their worries.
Soon, Harry ushered in the Elementary Wizarding Examination.
Although Harry always acted like he didn't care that much, when it came time for the exam, he devoted himself to it like never before. In fact, he felt that the content of the exam was not as difficult as he imagined.
"The results of the exam will be delivered to you by owl during the summer vacation." Professor McGonagall said to every little wizard who had finished the exam.
Harry returned to his dormitory to collect his gifts.
After the exams were over, he should return to Sirius, or go live at Ron's house for a few weeks, but the most important thing was that until now, there was no news from Cyrus.
He has disappeared for a long time, and no one knows where he went, neither Bella nor Cassandra.
"But it's okay now. If Cyrus still doesn't show up when the president of the International Federation of Wizards is elected next year, then the whole world will start to doubt it."
He shook his clothes while thinking about this.
"Clap!"
At this time, a small object fell out of the clothes.
Harry was stunned for a moment, bent down, picked it up, and brought it to his eyes.
"What is this, a flashlight?"
He knew it couldn't be a flashlight.
Not only was there no such thing as a flashlight in Hogwarts, but there was also a voice echoing in his head:
“It will take you to the people you want to meet.”
(End of this chapter)
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.
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.
"I don't care," Harry said. "It's okay if I don't go to his class."
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.
"Is this the world of death?" He couldn't help but ask again.
"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."
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.
So he tightened his cloak and walked in a random direction.
At least until now, he had not seen any Auror perform much impressively.
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.
"There can't be nothing here, at least the God of Death must be eager to get my soul!" Cyrus murmured to himself.
Clearly, Snape was doing a poor job.
"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.”
After a whole day of classes, Ginny sat in the lounge, staring at the stove in a daze.
"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?"
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.
In fact, they themselves clearly know how important this exam is, and it may be related to their future choices.
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 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.
"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.
"That's inappropriate." Similarly, Harry in this time and space is not that yearning for Aurors.
So, how should he find the God of Death?
But he found nothing.
So in his opinion, there didn't seem to be anything particularly attractive about Aurors.
"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.
"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.”
Her words obviously made both Harry and Ron unhappy, but Harry didn't get angry and said, "Very useful!"
This is a joke and a waste of time.
"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.
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.
"What's the point of flying around on the broom all day long?"
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.
But now, he looked at the boundless sea of sand and didn't even know which direction to go.
On the other side, in the real world.
"What?!" Hermione looked surprised.
In fact, judging from the results of previous years, at least most of the students in the top 20% can get O.
He wasn't that interested in Potions.
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.
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.
Ginny visibly twitched when she mentioned Cyrus.
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 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."
"Okay, even if what you said makes sense." Hermione slapped the tome on the table, then put her hands on her hips, "Why do you become a Quidditch star? Just because you are already in fifth grade and haven't won the Quidditch title yet. A Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts?"
Harry suddenly couldn't hold back his expression.
"It's not my fault, okay?"
"I win every time!" Harry wanted to argue.
In fact, his Quidditch talent is really good, but every semester, there are always some unexpected situations that prevent the Quidditch game from being held normally.
The fifth grade has no chance.
Because of Dumbledore's death, so far, the school seems to have no intention of restarting Quidditch. But Harry could also understand that people of Professor McGonagall's age would always feel more sensitive to the departure of a person, let alone that person being Dumbledore.
Even Harry doesn't really want to play Quidditch right now.
He doesn't really want to be a star, although that would be nice, but it's not what he really wants. He just wanted to escape reality for a while, so that Hermione would not stress him out by always talking about the OWL exam.
Sometimes he thought, he had defeated Voldemort, why did he still need to take the exam? But in the end, he discovered that he would rather fight Voldemort again than think about this.
Exams, life, future...
These seem to be more terrifying than Voldemort and death!
Thinking of death, he couldn't help but think of Cyrus.
"I don't know if Cyrus is ready to defeat death now," he said. "We haven't contacted him for several days, right?"
Harry's eyes turned around in front of everyone and mentioned Cyrus. During this period, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding this topic, otherwise all conversations would always seem heavy.
They tell themselves they don't need to worry, but it's impossible not to worry.
"I thought we could write him a letter and have Hedwig deliver it."
"Forget it." Ginny finally raised her head. She had heavy dark circles under her eyes and looked very low-energy. It was as if she was possessed by Cyrus back in the second grade.
But at least Cyrus would still consider her body at that time, and now, Ginny looked even more haggard.
"Ginny, how long has it been since you had a good night's sleep?!" Ron jumped up.
"I can't sleep," Ginny stroked her hair. Her flaming hair looked like it was about to go out. The hair was dry and dull, and the ends were parted like a toothbrush that had been used for decades.
"I have nightmares every time I close my eyes."
She pushed a small black book in front of Harry and the others.
"Tom Riddle's diary?" Harry recognized it at a glance, and then he thought of something, "Since you are so worried, why don't you ask him through the diary? Or is Cyrus now another Ignore you?"
"I asked," Ginny leaned on the sofa tiredly. She wanted to explain, but she couldn't speak. "You can open it and take a look."
Harry seemed to realize something, even if he didn't, he could see the seriousness of the matter from Ginny's expression!
So he grabbed the diary with trembling hands. He felt that the palms of his hands were sticky. The diary was as slippery as a loach and almost flew out.
Might as well fly out.
he thinks.
He no longer wanted to hear or see any bad news.
But Ginny looked as if the diary contained the obituary of Cyrus's death.
Hermione couldn't stand his slowness and snatched the diary out of Harry's hand! At this time, she looked like a Gryffindor, and her impatient personality did not allow her to wait any longer.
In fact, when Ginny just took out the diary and expressed that something might happen, Hermione's heart felt like a fire was burning!
She quickly opened the diary.
Then, she saw that it was filled with dense greetings left by black quills, filled with Ginny's worries, and filled with every sentence, word and letter Ginny had left on it these days!
"He didn't respond at all?" Ron asked, trying his best to think positively, "I think he might be too busy...and it's okay, he often couldn't read back in the past..."
But he soon ran out of words.
Because all of them know that the diary is not an ordinary book, it is a magic book.
But now, it has become like an ordinary book. Just take out any object and it will leave traces on it.
"The magic above has failed..."
Hermione suddenly felt that the book became extremely heavy, so heavy that she couldn't even hold it steady, so it fell to the ground.
For that moment, neither of them spoke.
At what point does the magic a person leaves behind lose its power?
Harry thought about Halloween, when he and Snape returned to his parents' house. There was originally a Fidelity Charm there, but after his parents were killed by Voldemort, the spell became ineffective.
"It's also possible that Cyrus deactivated it himself." Ron thought for a while before speaking.
"Or maybe he went somewhere and... cut off his magical power..." He intermittently made up some possibilities to make everything sound more like that.
He was not only comforting Harry and the others, he was also comforting himself.
In fact, the relationship between Ron and Cyrus seems to be far away, but in fact, for Ron, Cyrus is indeed his good friend.
The reason is simple, because even when he was among these outstanding friends, Cyrus never forgot him.
After he lost Scabbers, it was Cyrus who remembered that he had lost his pet and gave him an owl. On every subsequent holiday, Cyrus's gifts were never absent, and they were by no means perfunctory.
Of course, for Ron, having someone remember him forever is the best gift.
"maybe……"
Ginny just sighed: "I have written to Cassandra several times, but she doesn't know where Cyrus has gone."
To be honest, no one knows.
They all guessed that Cyrus might have gone to look for the God of Death, but no one knew where the God of Death was, let alone whether Cyrus had found the God of Death or had died in the hands of the God of Death.
"At least, if Death wins, the world will not be so peaceful now." Ron finally said.
So time passed quietly amidst their worries.
Soon, Harry ushered in the Elementary Wizarding Examination.
Although Harry always acted like he didn't care that much, when it came time for the exam, he devoted himself to it like never before. In fact, he felt that the content of the exam was not as difficult as he imagined.
"The results of the exam will be delivered to you by owl during the summer vacation." Professor McGonagall said to every little wizard who had finished the exam.
Harry returned to his dormitory to collect his gifts.
After the exams were over, he should return to Sirius, or go live at Ron's house for a few weeks, but the most important thing was that until now, there was no news from Cyrus.
He has disappeared for a long time, and no one knows where he went, neither Bella nor Cassandra.
"But it's okay now. If Cyrus still doesn't show up when the president of the International Federation of Wizards is elected next year, then the whole world will start to doubt it."
He shook his clothes while thinking about this.
"Clap!"
At this time, a small object fell out of the clothes.
Harry was stunned for a moment, bent down, picked it up, and brought it to his eyes.
"What is this, a flashlight?"
He knew it couldn't be a flashlight.
Not only was there no such thing as a flashlight in Hogwarts, but there was also a voice echoing in his head:
“It will take you to the people you want to meet.”
(End of this chapter)
