The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Historical world view can only be regarded as a second setting! Rowling didn’t complete it, and the fox can only make a second setting. There are many dramas or bad things, and the fox doesn’t know it. After all, it’s based on imagination QwQ

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Dumbledore never thought that this museum would have ancient alchemy products, and he never thought that Cyrus, this... little bastard would have such a secret?

Sorry, he really can't think of any words to call it...

Especially Merlin and Arthur, they saw Dumbledore as if they saw a savior, without him, Merlin here has no other allies except Arthur.

"It's necessary, you don't need to blame them. The idea is good, but unfortunately...it doesn't apply to our era." The people around Big Brother were very low-key, and he didn't speak until the scene quieted down.

In the defense battle that year, there was no other support except for those wizards who voluntarily entered the field. Afterwards, those wizards also returned to their own world.

They seem to have fallen from the sky, they are all human beings who think that the individual belongs to the motherland.

Of course, no matter how much John chatted, he didn't talk about 'special talent benefits'. Instead, he asked insincerely, "Among those... Muggle wizards, there are always some who can't get into the Ministry of Magic. What about them?"

Dumbledore fell silent, not knowing how to answer...

This is a good question. It is impossible for all wizards who have graduated to find a good job. Those wizards who are neither tied to the family nor entered the Ministry of Magic can only find a common shop as a clerk in the end.

Just like ordinary people in human society... except they can use magic.

Another part is because there is not enough to eat, and there are many wizards who choose to go to Azkaban to get their jobs.

The ones who were the most tired that night were Hermione and John. They flipped through the original notes and revised the plan countless times due to practice, which made Dumbledore on the side even more shocking.

Especially the 'joint plan', Hermione even took out Voldemort as an example.

"One thing that must be admitted is that it will indeed come back, isn't it? If that's the case, why can't we let go of our superior self-esteem and join forces?" Hermione, who had the support of various big shots, stood up confidently and said.

"It's not just a wizarding crisis! It's not just a British one either..." She paused, her voice calm.

She remembered the trip to the dark world in the parallel world... That person was not only targeting Muggles and mixed-bloods who did not agree with the concept of pure blood. When it succeeded in England, would it stop?

But don't forget, the magic circles of various countries are scattered, and by the time the other Ministry of Magic reacts and wants to intervene, it may be too late.

If time could go back, Dumbledore really didn't want to hear Hermione's heartfelt monologue.

"Your novel is also for this moment?" He turned his head and looked at Cyrus who was listening quietly, "Let Muggles yearn for magic, the openness and inclusiveness in the universe..."

"Actually, I didn't think too much about it, I just pushed it." Cyrus hid himself behind the girl awkwardly, avoiding the principal's sight.

Dumbledore sat opposite the prime minister, with two little ones on his side. He didn't even pay attention to the alchemy such as the gold plaque. He cared more about the future than the past.

It was a historic moment, representing the first official meeting of Britain's two worlds.

Until the early hours of the morning, Dumbledore's mind was in a mess. When he walked out, he turned his head step by step, watching Hermione and Cyrus not knowing what to say, his brows tightened and then relaxed.

At last there was only a sigh.

"It's useless for me to say anything now, but at least, I hope you will remember what I said today in the future." He stepped out of the influence of the golden plaque, and watched the next apparition leave.

He had thought that the two would start fighting pure blood, but he never thought that they would start preparing so early.

I don't know whether it is good or bad, everything is much better than before, but the future is so unpredictable and unpredictable, like the fog on the sea.

He could only reach out and grab the dim light of the fire.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and Hermione was already so tired that she fell asleep lying on the table because of the continuous recording and telling for several hours...

After sending her back to the bedroom, Cyrus instinctively stopped at the door. Now was a good opportunity~ He lit his wand with an illuminating spell, and searched for the bookshelf in the dim light.

'Where...where? 'He tiptoed in various books looking for that photo album.

In the dark room, there was only one firefly-like light flickering. Cyrus listened to Hermione's steady breathing, and thought of her completely relaxed and soft body, and most importantly, Hermione's sleeping face.

He thought of the photo albums and notebooks that Hermione had hidden away after the second year.

The Grangers went to bed early, and they didn't seem to be worried about their daughter's late return. When the space portal opened in the living room, only the weak wall lamp was still on.

Alohomora (Alohomora)~

But there was still something to gain, Cyrus found the only locked drawer in the room, as if Hermione was telling him on purpose that she locked it because it contained precious things.

When the lock was released, it was broken by the spring, and the iron plate slammed on the wood and made a clanging sound. Cyrus didn't pay attention to it, after all, the sound was not loud, but it still made Hermione turn over.

Perhaps uncomfortable, Hermione took off her coat in a daze, leaving only the short sleeves and shorts inside. The soft rustling sound from behind made Cyrus huddle in the shadow that the moonlight couldn't shine, not daring to breathe.

Great...he's completely irreversible now.

This wasn't the first time he came to Hermione's room, but it was the first time he acted sneaky, but unfortunately, Cyrus didn't find the little diary...

But it's okay!He found that photo album!Cyrus repeated the copy spell in his heart.

When he opened the album and saw Hermione's photo, Cyrus' heart beat even harder. Only Cyrus could understand the feeling of looking at the dark history in front of him.

He carefully copied a few pictures of Hermione grinning and giggling with her front teeth on her birthday in the past, and put them gently in the inside pocket of the jacket.

If he hadn't been in Hermione's bedroom, Cyrus would have laughed outright.

But soon... the smile on Cyrus' face weakened a bit... He turned to the end, swallowed nervously, and his trembling right hand made the already weak fluorescent light shake a few times.

"When did she secretly take pictures of me?!" Cyrus stared at the last few pages that had been protected.

No wonder... No wonder Hermione tried so hard to protect the last few pages that Christmas, which had him in them? !Colin?No...it couldn't be him, although there were a few pictures of him napping in wizard robes, but not many.

More of Cyrus as a child, in Mrs. Hadley's bookshop: the books were spread out on the table, and Cyrus slept on the pages, sometimes with a candy in his mouth.

'It doesn't make sense? ! ' Cyrus thought back, Hermione didn't have a camera either...

He racked his brains and couldn't figure out how Hermione hid the camera in the first place.

The moment he opened the photo album, Hermione's eyes suddenly opened in the next second, and an alarm sounded in her mind, which was a reminder of the anti-intrusion spell. Obviously, someone secretly moved her 'treasure' .

Hermione's hand slowly slipped under the pillow and took hold of her wand.

Who is it?Her parents?Impossible, they will never randomly search her room...Thief?It is possible, perhaps, to think that there is money hidden in that cabinet, but... this familiar feeling...

Hermione is like a hungry wolf who smelled the smell... ha~ Who did she think it was, it turned out to be Cyrus from her family~

She moved quietly, put the cup on her head, and approached him little by little, and then heard Cyrus muttering to himself angrily: "Why are there so many photos?!"

Perhaps the secret was discovered, which made Hermione's skin hidden in the abyss a little pink, and the movement brought by the original force made her not make any sound, and she even lifted the quilt with the original force.

There was no scratching on the floor.

Hermione just watched him from behind... Watching Cyrus use the Copying Charm to copy her photo bit by bit, and then put it in his clothes, until he was about to take away his part There is action.

She put the quilt over her head, grasped the horns on both sides with both hands, and raised her arms, like a wolf with its fangs open, ready to hunt prey at any time.

"Thief~"

Cyrus was about to take down the first photo, but in the next second, his pupils shrank in fright, and then, like in a horror movie, he didn't dare to look back when he encountered a ghost.

Staying there stiffly, not daring to act rashly.

"Who?" he asked tentatively.

"The owner of this photo album in your hand..." Her voice was surprisingly gentle, like a lantern on the bottom of the sea, attracting small fish and shrimps passing by.

Cyrus turned his head and held his wand as if holding a lantern, but before he could scream, he was swallowed by a black shadow, and there was only a ball of quilt puffed up on the tidy floor, wriggling back and forth.

As time passed, Cyrus didn't dare to continue struggling.

"You golden retriever traitor thief!" Hermione threw him on the bed mercilessly, pressing on his back.

"What about you? The beloved Queen Ravenclaw was a peeping tom when she was a child! Ha... "The Quibbler" would be happy to report it..." Cyrus blushed, tightly protecting his chest photo.

In any case, her front teeth photos must be included!

"Break into the bedroom without authorization, then don't even try to escape!"

Hermione, who was under the quilt, pressed his arm, and made a reflexive cross. The wet little water snake was steaming on the back of his neck. She said cunningly: "If my parents find out, you will be finished... "

Cyrus first felt the pain as if he had been bitten by a vampire, and then there was a burst of numbness, and he seemed to see a little bit of starlight in his dark vision.

floating in front of his eyes~

"Get up and have breakfast... Mien! Are you bullying little Cyrus again?!" Mrs. Granger, who woke up in the morning, just opened the door and saw two heads exposed from the quilt. She woke up her daughter to get up and eat .

Hermione: ? ? ?

Cyrus said deliberately wronged: "Can I sleep for a while? After I sent her back last night, I didn't sleep well..."

"Mian! How many times do I have to say, don't always bully him like this! Get up!!"

(Summer vacation: daily + sugar + daily + sugar + insulin)