who moved my coffin

When people are unlucky, drinking water will get stuck between teeth.

Cyrus has a deep understanding of this sentence. If he can expect to meet so many wonderful people and encounter so many wonderful events in New York, even if he returns to England by Floo with Lucius and the others, he will not He wandered around New York foolishly for a year before leaving.

It's not that I don't want to leave, but it's difficult to leave.

As if the god of fate had spotted him, he just passed by the characters in the blockbuster American TV series at first. After he wanted to leave New York by plane, but was involved in the plot of "Death Comes", the subsequent experience became even worse .

The inexplicable god of death stared at him. The police took away not only the students Eric, but also Cyrus for questioning. The police car he was riding in when he left the airport to the police station was knocked over by an out-of-control ambulance. Les passed out before he could react.

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital. I heard that the unlucky guy in the ambulance was murdered with his skull thrown off. Everyone in the overturned police car was fine except Cyrus, except for a slight concussion. He recovered quickly, but why did the steel pipe pole of the hanging bottle rush towards him? If he hadn't just tilted his head to avoid it, Cyrus would have been pierced through his head.

Carefully walk out of the hospital, avoid the accidental collision of the bus, avoid billboards, flower pots, pianos, cows, houses with balloons in the chimney, and all kinds of strange things that fall from the sky.

I almost escaped and got on the Greyhound bus to leave New York. Sorry, the second part of "Death Comes" - a series of car collisions on the highway was staged. Cyrus jumped out of the car at the most dangerous time, rolling and crawling to hide Screws and tires that flew over.

Exhausted, Cyrus can only escape the disaster by living in the wizard's land, but as long as he wants to leave New York, he will encounter various accidents. In the end, he can only honestly formulate a precise travel schedule. Regarding him, I went out for a walk around the protagonist. Sure enough, when I met those undead heroes, the charm of the god of death was greatly reduced.

After waiting patiently, Cyrus finally saw a broad road. Miss Louis Lane and Mr. Clark Kent were on a business trip to Hawaii for a visit. Cyrus, who was so excited and burst into tears, hurriedly bought the same ticket as them, but found that Unable to buy a ticket, Cyrus was so cruel that he used magic to snatch a ticket from a passenger and slipped into the plane.

When the plane left the New York airport, Cyrus swore he saw a wisp of black air escape from him and stay in that unlucky spot.

Hiding in the seat and quietly looking at the flirting Superman and his girlfriend, Cyrus was no longer angry with Louis and him for grabbing a taxi. Without this powerful couple, Cyrus would still be in the The land of death wanders.

Recalling this, wearing a necklace of flowers from a passionate Hawaiian beauty around his neck, drinking freshly squeezed juice, and lying on a hammock under a palm tree, Cyrus was not used to the wind and waves for several days. Squinting his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, "This is life!"

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Mr. Robert Gale was speechless watching the bald wizard in front of him raise his head from the Pensieve, and his distraught look was unbearable.

"Mr. Imerton, no matter how many times you look at it, you won't be able to pull Cyrus out of it. This is memory, do you understand memory? It only exists in our minds..."

Emerton was depressed, "Why can't my memory be pulled out and put inside?"

Robert looked up and rolled his eyes, "Even a great wizard like you can't find out the reason, let alone me!"

Imerton sat on a chair and looked at the Pensieve with his chin propped up. "Is it because I'm a demigod?" he muttered to himself.

Robert's ears moved slightly, and when he heard the word "demigod" sensitively, he stuck out his tongue secretly, [I didn't expect my vision to be so unique, any wizard I took aim at would be a demigod, I don't know if I will give the true god to me next time invite? ] Imerton was a little annoyed. He was sensitive to find that he was being drawn too much by Cyrus. This is not normal. Could it be because of the close connection between Obsidian and Cyrus?Or was he really moved by this little apprentice?

"No, it can't go on like this!" Imerton wiped his face with his hands and cheered up. "I must forget about him. There is still a whole Kingdom of God that depends on me. I must not delay business because of emotions again."

After a year of ups and downs, Imerton finally regained his composure. He closed his eyes and recalled his abnormal behavior one by one, and finally confirmed that he had other thoughts about that little apprentice.

If it is said that Imerton had a natural desire to possess Cyrus before he was cast on Insect Eater, then it gradually became a habit after Cyrus was revived.

Imerton got used to that man's presence easily. He was used to Cyrus always standing behind him, in a place he knew, ready to answer his call.

Although Imerton had the urge to sacrifice Cyrus, he never actually carried it out. Instead, he would rather troublesomely plot Voldemort into the urn than actually take the obsidian out of Cyrus.

However, the scheming guy escaped, and the one who really wanted to keep left.

At this moment, Imerton hoped that Cyrus would really "run away" like Robert remembered, at least, he and Cyrus would have eternal time to find each other. (At this time, Imerton thought that Cyrus "run away" to avoid Voldemort!)

Once he calmed down, Imerton had several plans in his mind. As the priest high priest who had resurrected three times and finally got the power of a demigod, if he really made up his mind, there are actually many things he can do, such as Said, looking for a way to restore Cyrus.

"At least, I can see part of the trajectory of fate," Imerton raised his hands and tapped his temples. As a demigod, as long as he finds a way, he can predict danger in advance and sense the future.

Concentrating on concentrating and meditating, he saw a strange blond boy appearing on the sunny beach, walking leisurely in a hazy haze. Suddenly, the boy turned his head back. There was surprise in the blue eyes, and Imerton saw his own shadow in those pupils.

The smoke once again covered the scene shown by fate. Imerton opened his eyes, showing a puzzled look, "What kind of omen is this? Who is that boy? Could it be related to my future?"

Robert was so bored that he almost fell asleep, his head dozing off bit by bit.

"Where is the beach here?" Imerton stretched out his hand and shook Robert vigorously.

"Ah, the beach? There are beaches everywhere!!" Robert woke up in a daze, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he heard such a mentally handicapped question.

Imerton frowned, vaguely remembering that he landed on the beach, so he didn't say any more, turned around and left in a whirlwind.

"Long live, the plague god is finally sent away!" Robert burst into tears.

"By the way, I almost forgot about you!" A small tornado blew back again, and Robert, who was still secretly grateful when it was rolled up, flew away.

"No~~Yes~~ah!" Robert's trembling voice was carried far away in the tornado.

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"A boy born on the last day of July has the power to conquer the Dark Lord?" Viddy's eyes were a little strange, "Which Dark Lord?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, with a weird expression on his face, and finally shook his head honestly, "I only mentioned the Dark Lord, not which one..."

Viddy curled his lips, "There are quite a few Dark Lords now, Grindelwald counts as one, Voldemort counts as one, so far, I'm counted as one, if you count some potential devils, even Dumbledore can't escape , Excuse me, Severus, which boy can have the power comparable to all the demon kings, or is it only for a certain demon king?"

Severus rubbed his forehead, and reaffirmed that his actions were no different from spreading gossip, but he still came up with an answer, "If you count by region, Grindelwald is not in the UK, and if you count by the current situation , Master Voldemort hasn't appeared yet, so..."

"Well, so to speak, this prophecy is aimed at me..." Vidi smiled honoredly, "If this is Dumbledore's trick, I can only say that his head must have been caught by the door , the standard has been greatly reduced, but if it is against me from within the Death Eaters..." Vidi's smile became cold, "That's too naive, why am I still afraid of a newborn child?"

Snape was also a little confused, but his intuition told him that this matter was not simple, "But, what if Trelawney really made a prophecy? What should we do next?"

Viddy looked at Snape with a meaningful smile, "Do nothing!"

"Nothing?" Snape was surprised.

"Yes, do nothing!" Viddy turned his head, looked at Voldemort's manor, and said softly, "If it is a real prophecy, whatever you do next will be done according to fate; if it is a fake Prophecy, then you don't even bother with it, because it won't happen at all..."

"But what if this is a trap set by your opponents to plot against you?" Snape asked suspiciously.

"That's why I don't do anything, because I want to see who will jump out and perform this farce..." Vidi said coldly, "At this time, whoever loses his temper first, who It's a loser!"

Snape nodded, admiring Viddy's wisdom and calmness.

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"Which Dark Lord?" Dumbledore slowly picked up a piece of dessert and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering to himself vaguely, "As soon as Garriott came out, this prophecy appeared. Could it be aimed at him?"

Adjusting his glasses, Dumbledore shook his head and walked slowly to the window, "However, to escape the black magic attack three times and escape the death god three times, this child is really lucky... A child born in July, from the Longbottom family Yes, so does the Potter family, both of these families have escaped black magic attacks in the past, what a headache, is it so difficult to retire peacefully?"