Until March, there was no recurrence of the attack.

The mandrakes, which had begun to become reticent, were noisy again, and a lively and noisy ball was held in the third greenhouse, much to the delight of Professor Sprout.

It is estimated that in another month or two, they will be fully mature. When the time comes, those who have been petrified will finally be able to wake up.

Cyrus was also very happy, as time passed, the resurrection seemed to be imminent, and the joy in his heart made his patronus slowly take shape, not very clear, but he could still see that it was a huge bird.

When the mandrake is ripe, you can steal a leaf, and when you resurrect it, you can try to transform the Animagus. ’

Voldemort was not an Animagus, and he didn't look down on such useless moves. He doesn't even pay attention to magical beasts, let alone ordinary animals.

But Sellers had no such idea, and an unregistered Animagus was simply a symbol of freedom.

Early in the morning, Cyrus sat in his Slytherin seat, eating breakfast while reading the letter from Lucius Malfoy.

During this time, he had been communicating with Lucius in the voice of Malfoy, and occasionally urging Lucius to act faster in the name of Riddle. However, the Hogwarts school directors said that the family's energy was no less than that of the Malfoys, and it was not something that could be done quickly.

Not to mention, he had to find the right time to cooperate with Cyrus in pressuring the Ministry of Magic to send Hagrid to Azkaban for a few days.

In fact, when Sellers used Ginny's body to get along with Hagrid, he still liked the big guy very much, but in order to resurrect him, he could only let the other party be wronged.

"Azkaban is so nice, the people in it speak (swearing) beautifully, and they are all (dark magician) talents."

Cyrus convinced himself, picking up a piece of sausage and stuffing it into his mouth as he picked up a fork.

"What Azkaban? Why are you still sitting here, isn't it your Slytherin team against Ravenclaw today? Ginny saw him sitting alone eating slowly, and couldn't help but run over and ask.

Originally, she didn't care if the Slytherin team won or lost, but now it was different, Mr. Riddle had become the Slytherin "Seeker", and although the rest of the Slytherin team was very hateful, Ginny still wanted Cyrus to win the game.

"Quidditch matches?"

Sellers raised an eyebrow before he remembered that there was another such thing.

Not long ago, Marcus Flint asked him to train for this.

"I just forgot." He stood up, "I said why there were so few people having breakfast today!" ”

Although Cyrus is not very interested in Quidditch, it is rare to travel to this magical world and possess Draco, and there is always something missing without experiencing Quidditch. What's more, if you miss this time, you probably won't have a chance in the future.

The main thing is a sense of experience.

The two of them made their way to the Quidditch pitch, most of the students already seated. Many students also brought binoculars. The seats were literally lifted into the air, but it was still difficult to see the game at times.

"Li...... Are you nervous? Ginny asked in a whisper, opening her mouth.

Looking at so many audiences, even her heart felt like it was being suspended.

"What's there to be nervous about?" Cyrus shook his head easily, the slightest mistake in the game between him and Dumbledore is afraid that he will die, so it is called nervous!

Quidditch matches?

It's just a little relaxation.

They split up at the entrance, and Cyrus walked straight towards the Slytherin team's common room, where the game didn't start until around eleven a.m., but now all the players were there, including the Seekers......

Now, last year's Seeker, Terence Higgs, was looking at Sellers with a look of surprise, as if he hadn't expected him to be here. Immediately, surprise turned to fear.

"Malfoy, you, how are you ......" Terence Higgs said incoherently, his hand holding the broom a little harder, sweat dripping from his palm. Marcus Flint, who is still the captain, is even more cramped.

Since the last time Cyrus had given him a harsh lecture in the Slytherin common room, not many Slytherin wizards had been willing to provoke Cyrus. After all, his strength is here, and with the protection of Dean Snape, he doesn't have to be punished for beating someone.

"I ...... It was Marcus who said, "You're not going to Quidditch anymore, so that's why I ......," Terrance stammered, and he didn't hesitate to shift the blame onto Marcus, but it was actually pretty much the same as he said.

So Cyrus set his sights on Marcus.

"I said I'd attend, aren't your ears so good?" Cyrus pulled out his wand, which was still Marcus's, but now it belonged to him, "Do you want me to cure you?" ”

Seeing him pick up his wand, all the members of the party took a step back in fear, shivering and desperately hiding behind the slender broom pole, as if the pole could hide their appearance.

"But you, but you don't come to training." Marcus could only bite the bullet.

"But I said I would come." Sellers unceremoniously snatched the broom from Terence, "I'm sorry, I'll play first this time, and you can play next time." ”

After giving the little Dark Lord a little shock to the little snakes, Cyrus stopped teasing them. He was completely deliberately trying to create this unreasonable appearance of himself, if he didn't let these little rascals know the pain, they wouldn't understand how powerful he was.

Sellers didn't want constant trouble.

It's just a little sorry for Terence Higgs, this is a handsome guy, but unfortunately the light wheel 2001 in his hand has not been hot, so he has to hand it over.

"Alright, now I'll command—" Sellers was in high spirits.

It's a bit like experiencing a roller coaster or bungee jumping, and although I'm not that interested in Quidditch, it's still a bit fun to participate in once. And since he participated, then he wanted to win!

"Wait, I'm the team—" Marcus shouted quickly, but before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was dumb and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

"Not anymore."

Without looking back, Cyrus said, "I will lead you to victory!" ”

"By the way, who are the Ravenclaw team?"