Chapter 81: Battle with Dumbledore

There are indeed two Dumbledores in this world.

One was Albus Dumbledore and the other was his younger brother, Aberforth Dumbledore.

The name that appeared in the headmaster's office at this moment was Albus Dumbledore, and the one in front of him seemed to be Albus Dumbledore.

Cyrus didn't dare to act rashly, there was only one thought left in his mind-

Did he find me?' Or not? ’

Now he wears the Cloak of Invisibility, one of the three Deathly Hallows, and even the Grim Reaper himself cannot see through the Cloak of Invisibility, even Voldemort did not notice him when Harry hid in the Cloak of Invisibility in the original books.

Maybe Dumbledore didn't find out at all?

Sellers had the last shred of luck in his heart.

But he soon learned why people said Albus Dumbledore was the most powerful wizard in the world.

"Good evening, Tom. Or are you afraid to show your true face to me now? I have a lot to say to you. Also, I want to ask you, is there something about you that you shouldn't have? ”

The blue eyes behind Dumbledore's half-moon lenses were staring at him.

"Forgive me, I promised two very energetic students to help them get some things back, and of course a cloak that Harry's father had left him, I think it would be better to give it back to him, what do you think?" He looked very calm, as if he was not talking to a murderous Dark Lord but to a misguided student.

Cyrus now knew that he had been discovered, and despite the panic in his heart, he knew on the surface that he had to compose himself.

Dumbledore was not an omniscient god, and the weaker he was now, the more he needed to look stronger. Only in this way will it be possible to bluff Dumbledore and find hope of escape.

As for telling Dumbledore the truth, Sellers didn't expect him to believe the "Tom Riddle" nonsense.

The moment Sellers took off his cloak, Dumbledore's pupils immediately shrank.

"You look surprised? Did you never think I would be resurrected? Cyrus curled the corners of his mouth into a playful smile, "You thought you had a chance to win, but you were wrong, Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley are dead at my hands!" You could have stopped, but you didn't! ”

Dumbledore was silent.

For almost a year, he did have too many opportunities to stop the trouble in advance, but he didn't, in order to test Harry Potter and hope that he would grow up to be brave enough to fight Voldemort.

He knew that the child was carrying too much weight, so he had to be allowed to grow.

I didn't expect ......

Before Dumbledore's self-reproach could well-rise, he realized that something was wrong.

According to the information he had, Harry should have only entered the secret room for a long time, and there was no chance of meeting between Harry and Tom Riddle, how could Tom be sure that Harry was dead? Relying on that basilisk?

But he left the phoenix as a guarantee.

The only possibility is that the other person is lying.

Dumbledore was actually very familiar with the other party's set, and Tom was also very good at using words to attack the opponent's heart and make them shake.

Now he doesn't plan to continue communicating with Cyrus. There are some people, no matter how much they say, in vain.

Dumbledore's wrist flicked, like a whip, and the air crackled through the screaming shack. It was a golden spell, the light of the spell shining brighter than the sun, and when it shot at Cyrus, it sent a huge cyclone and made the whole shack crumble!

Cyrus's hair stood on end, and he immediately conjured a silver shield, and the spell struck the shield with a sharp sound, like a gong and drum that had been violently struck, and then cracks—

"Boom!"

The whole shield exploded.

Cyrus was shocked to see it, Dumbledore's strength was really beyond his imagination, and on the other hand, there was also a reason why his magic at the moment was not comparable to Voldemort in his heyday.

"You don't want my life, do you, Dumbledore? You don't care to do such cruel things, do you? Cyrus couldn't help but remind Dumbledore of his position at the moment, because for a white wizard like Dumbledore, even if he really defeated himself, he was afraid that it would be impossible to kill himself.

Killing a man was cruel to them, but being imprisoned in Azkaban and sentenced to death through due process of law was a righteous act.

Cyrus confronted Dumbledore, mostly passively fending off Dumbledore's attacks, and thought that at least Dumbledore's mercy gave him a last way out.

But he didn't want to go to Azkaban.

He cast several death curses, but Dumbledore avoided them. The green glow fell on the walls of the shack, leaving an immediately charred black mark.

Dumbledore glanced at the marks and groaned.

He was a little surprised, not because the magic of the death curse was too powerful, but in fact, on the contrary, the power of the spell was surprisingly small. It stands to reason that Tom Riddle's death curse can instantly shatter rocks even if it hits them.

Could it be that Tom Riddle didn't have murderous intentions?

Dumbledore was almost frightened by the thought in his head.

If Tom Riddle didn't have murderous intentions, wouldn't Harry Potter be the Dark Lord?

He quickly forced himself to come to his senses, jerked his wand back, and swung it around like a whip. A slender flame burst from the tip of the staff, and he suddenly seemed to turn into a cowboy, flicking the rope of the flame to bind Cyrus.

Cyrus is also a good player with the flames, and he takes control of the flames. The firerope immediately turned into a large serpent, and broke through the dilapidated shack with its chest out, and the fire immediately began to spread, and the serpent turned to Dumbledore, and let out an angry sizzling sound from its mouth.

The snake stood up from the ground, ready to strike—

At the same time, Cyrus's spell pierced the wall of fire between the two of them, shooting straight towards Dumbledore!

Dumbledore immediately swung his wand sharply, as if wrestling with a bull, and at once knocked the serpent's head down, blocking between him and another attacking spell—

"Boom !!"

The flame immediately bloomed and spread like a fiery flower!

If someone looks out of the window of the principal's office, they will immediately be attracted by the fire.

Taking advantage of Dumbledore's vision obscured by the flames, Cyrus did not hesitate to cast the illusion, and his body immediately spun as if it had been washed into a sewer, but then returned to the same place.

"Do you think I'm not going to set an anti-illusion spell here ahead of time, Tom?" Dumbledore wandered through the flames, which looked at him as if they had seen something terrible, and a charred path was laid beneath his feet.

"You should be caught. Azkaban would be a great place for you. ”