Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

All the glory bows before Cyrus!

The old headmaster of Ilvermorny was stunned, and the other professors and young wizards also stared blankly at this scene, as if they were in a dream from which they could not wake up.

The four statues in the school will only move when the little wizard enters the branch, but it is just a cold howl, or the gem on the forehead shines.

But now, they left the castle and lowered their proud heads to the blond wizard!

Even the school itself is bowing to Sellers.

This is something that has never happened in the three hundred years since Ilvermorny was founded.

"He has the blood of the founder, holds the wand of snake wood in his hand, and the patron saints of the four colleges surrender to his feet. He can even turn into a thunderbird himself..."

In the endless silence, a student spoke blankly. He almost spoke the thoughts of everyone present.

"I can't think of any reason why he shouldn't take over as principal."

Perhaps the only rebuttal is that Sellers has no authority among students and teachers.

He was just a wizard who suddenly appeared. Even if he could legitimately inherit Ilvermorny, it would be an unacceptable thing for the professors and students who had lived here for many years.

But Bute backed down.

He is the descendant of two children adopted by Isolt. Now the real successor of this castle appears here. The justice in his heart does not allow him to make greedy thoughts. In addition, he is also worried that if he offends Cyrus, will the students and professors in the school be in danger?

He knows better than anyone else the terror of a powerful wizard. On the other side of the earth, the Dark Lord Voldemort almost made the entire UK fall!

And that's even with Dumbledore.

"I think you have enough ability to serve as principal, sir. The school recognizes you, and I believe professors and students will also realize that the power you possess is extraordinary." Old Butt said.

"Principal!" Fontana shouted anxiously.

It's not that he was anxious because he missed out on being the next principal. He was just worried about school, worried about those kids.

Judging from the news in the UK, Cyrus is a dangerous person!

Butt raised a hand to signal Fontana not to continue.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Boot." Sellers said softly.

However, after Butt spoke, his old body suddenly became tough, and every hair on his body stood up like a dying ocelot that came back to life!

"However, I hope you can agree to some conditions. Otherwise, I would rather die than hand over the school!"

He stared at Cyrus, as if he was about to pounce at any moment and bite Cyrus's throat out!

Sellers didn't care.

Why should we take the threat of ants seriously?

"I want you to promise that when you become the principal, the school must be as usual, and every little wizard must receive their education as before."

"Of course!" Cyrus nodded.

"Second, I want you to promise not to harm any students!"

"Of course!" Cyrus nodded. He first affirmed Butt, and then said, "I think you misunderstood me, Mr. Butt. I am not here to destroy Ilvermorny, but to carry it. Leading all the students of Ilvermorny to glory and glory!"

Slytherins always care about glory.

But in fact, glory is common.

Fame and status are glory, brave conquest and adventure are glory, wisdom and knowledge are glory, loyalty and integrity are also glory!

"If you're worried, I can make an unbreakable oath with you," Sellers said.

But Boot shook his head.

"I believe you, sir." He smiled, as if all the burdens were lifted suddenly and he became much more relaxed. "As long as you can remember, this is not power, but responsibility!"

"Then, I'll take my leave." But said simply. He even planned to leave Ilvermorny immediately.

But Cyrus stopped him.

"Why rush to retire, Mr. Boot?" Sellers asked softly. "To be honest, my experience in education is limited to one-on-one tutoring. Why don't you stay and help me? The position of deputy principal can be reserved for you. "

It has to be said that Cyrus does not have any teacher-type talents at his disposal. Neither Bella nor anyone else is suitable to be a teacher. Compared with serious magic, they have a deeper research on black magic, and they are more extreme when dealing with things.

The professors who stayed in Ilvermorny could also calm the students' emotions.

More importantly, the professors working in Ilvermorny actually come from three different countries. They have wide connections and are all leaders in the North American magic world. Cyrus also intends to accept them as his subordinates. .

Bute didn't expect that he could actually stay and serve, but this was more to his liking.

He feels more at ease if he stays in school.

The remaining deans did have some opinions, but no one raised them. They all understood that the matter had reached this point and could no longer be solved by their objections. Bute, as the principal, voluntarily gave up his position, and the school recognized Sellers' legitimacy. Even if all the school directors are against it, it is already a foregone conclusion.

Unless the school directors have the guts to rebuild a school.

Fortunately, Cyrus does not seem to have made any drastic reforms to Ilvermorny. In fact, in the past few days since Cyrus took over the position of principal, Ilvermorny has not changed at all, except for one thing - —

Thinking back on it, Gilbert still felt confused.

It was the early morning of Seyler's third day as principal. He summoned all the students. Thousands of people stood in the rotunda of the castle auditorium. Under the gaze of the four patron saint statues, Seyler Si stood in the center of the auditorium holding the snakewood wand, standing under the octagonal Goldie's Knot, as if he was standing in the center of the world.

In the past few days, Cyrus, in addition to learning about the principal's affairs, often wandered around Ilvermorny, attracting curious and awe-inspiring looks from the students.

Except for the girls' bathroom and girls' dormitory, the little wizards in the school may see Cyrus' golden shadow anywhere.

Not many people dared to approach him, and some were planning to cause trouble. However, when those people stood in front of Cyrus, they immediately lost the courage to take out their wands. From beginning to end, Cyrus never made any intention to punish them.

To this day, all the students hold their breath, looking down from the high hollow terrace. They stand high, but they are more like small lookers.

Like a mortal beneath the majestic mountains, facing the divine.

No one dared to breathe loudly for fear that the slightest movement would offend the gods.

Cyrus is indeed like a god.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen." He raised his chin, and his red-gold eyes reflected the faces of every wizard gathered here, "I think you all know me by now - Seyler Si—your new principal.”