Chapter 147 Sorting Hat: Azkaban!

Fox did not choose to tip off the information. It probably felt that Cyrus had a blood affinity with him, which made it think that the other party was not a bad person.

The principals in the frame were unable to leave, causing them to quarrel for a while, and soon a shouting match broke out.

The old principal of the Black family naturally shouldered the criticism shared by the other principals on his own, but soon, they shut their mouths under Cyrus' gaze, closed their eyes one by one and began to pretend to be dead——

It's not quite right to say they are pretending to be dead. Most of them have indeed been dead for many years.

Looking away from the wall, Cyrus looked around at the displays in the principal's office. They were almost the same as in his memory. He slowly walked to the table with claws on all four feet. Fox pecked him affectionately. The back of his hand was not as tense as when they met at the Shrieking Shack.

Cyrus slowly walked around the principal's office, looking for a secret passage that might lead to the Knowledge Pavilion.

The people in the portrait were beating drums in their hearts, squinting their eyes to watch Cyrus's every move.

"The true form is revealed!"

He waved his wand, and magic immediately filled every corner of the principal's office, revealing all the secrets in this room in front of Cyrus.

"Click——"

The strange table suddenly made a crisp sound, as if something had broken. Then, the desk drawer popped out a little, revealing a silvery light.

The passage to Qiuzhi Pavilion is in the drawer?

Cyrus was stunned for a moment. He suddenly felt like Doraemon.

Time tunnel, right?

Cyrus walked carefully to the table, worried that some protective enchantment had been set on it.

But one advantage of being an enemy of the White Wizard is that Dumbledore will not leave a curse on something like Voldemort did, because the curse itself is a kind of dark magic. In fact, black magic is divided into three categories: curses, hexes and jinxes.

The three famous unforgivable curses are all curses.

But despite this, Cyrus was still very cautious and sailed the boat carefully.

He did not reach out to touch the drawer directly, but first cast several universal dispelling spells, and then used the floating spell to control the drawer to open.

His eyes immediately widened.

What's inside the drawer is not a secret passage leading to the Pavilion of Knowledge, nor is it Doraemon's time machine, but a silver crown!

——Ravenclaw's diadem!

"Dumbledore didn't destroy it?" Cyrus was surprised.

Dumbledore had spent most of his life fighting Voldemort, and Cyrus could not think of any reason why he would keep a Horcrux after discovering it. unless--

"Unless he plans to find Voldemort's other Horcruxes by studying this Horcrux."

Cyrus pondered for a moment.

"Advanced Dark Arts", which records the evil magic of Horcruxes, is in Dumbledore's office at the moment. The old man must have read it many times, trying to find a way to crack the Horcrux.

He may have a deeper understanding of Horcruxes than Voldemort.

There is a connection between the Horcrux and the body, and this connection itself is based on the existence of the soul. Perhaps because of this, Dumbledore believes that there may be a connection between the Horcruxes.

But what he didn't know was that this connection had been severed that night a few years ago.

Harry is the only Horcrux still connected to Voldemort.

Cyrus picked up the crown and examined it in his hand.

The last time he lost the crown, he felt it was a pity. He and the soul fragment in the crown had a very happy conversation, and the other party also helped him a lot and allowed him to refine the magic stone.

Cyrus will naturally not miss this kind of treasure, and the wisdom of the crown may be of great help to him.

He put the crown away.

After seeing this action of Cyrus, all the principals in the photo frame pretended not to be able to sleep anymore and began to sigh.

Most of them watched Dumbledore and Voldemort fight until now. They finally made progress and got a Horcrux, only to be stolen by Cyrus again!

"I warned Dumbledore to destroy it earlier!" Phineas complained, covering his moustachioed face.

"Come on, you are the first person to support Dumbledore leaving this thing." Armando said, "You also said that Cyrus helped your great-great-grandson resolve his grievances. He must not be a bad person!"

Phineas was speechless.

Armando Dippet looked at Cyrus with complicated eyes.

Fifty years ago, it was because of this student that he was forced to resign.

At that time, he had not yet seen the true face of Tom Riddle, thinking that Tom was a child with excellent academic performance and poor life experience.

"I'll take the crown." Cyrus looked up at the portraits and said deliberately, "When the time comes, tell Dumbledore that he shouldn't take things that don't belong to him."

Cyrus was entirely responding to something Dumbledore said during the Shrieking Shack.

Of course, he himself was not actually the owner of the crown.

After getting the Horcrux, Cyrus was actually very satisfied with the outcome of his trip to the principal's office.

Thinking about it carefully, except for Harry and Slantlin's pendants, he had collected all the Horcruxes at this moment.

Crowns, rings, and cups, even himself.

"It's time to bring the pendant over as well." Cyrus thought.

Having collected so many Horcruxes, he still lacked one. He always felt a little uncomfortable being left outside, and Cyrus inexplicably felt that these Horcruxes might be useful in the future.

After getting the crown, Cyrus did not choose to leave immediately.

Harry had not yet informed him, and there was still a long time before the end of the dinner, and he had not found the location of the Knowledge Pavilion.

His eyes turned around in the office and finally stopped on a hat.

—— Sorting Hat.

As a hat that has existed since the Gryffindor era, perhaps it knows the secrets in the castle?

The Sorting Hat seemed to have noticed Cyrus's gaze, and its face immediately showed a humane, fearful expression.

"What do you want to do?" It said hoarsely.

It can be seen that if it had not had long legs, it would have run away in fear a long time ago.

"Nothing, I just have something to ask you." Cyrus took the gray hat off the shelf and put it on his head.

The two wrinkled eyes of the Sorting Hat immediately opened huge.

It screamed at the top of its lungs:

"Azkaban!"

"Send him to Azkaban!"

Cyrus: ? ? ?

Azkaban, right?

"Stop howling. I've already graduated from Azkaban." He answered in his mind, "I'm a fresh graduate from Hogwarts, a special technical school. It's not easy to find a job. After I got out of Azkaban, my job prospects are much wider. At least I can be a dark wizard. Do you think I need to go to Nurmengard for further studies and take a wizard doctorate?"

The Sorting Hat shut up immediately.

How much it wanted to take out the sword of Gryffindor and chop off the head of Cyrus, the evil Slytherin kid!

But it couldn't.

The goblin sword couldn't be taken out whenever it wanted. Only a true Gryffindor could get the sword.

"What on earth do you want? You finally escaped from Azkaban, but you dare to come to Hogwarts? And you're in Dumbledore's office..."

The Sorting Hat wanted to ask Cyrus if he was tired of living.

It would be completely understandable if Cyrus took the Horcrux, but now that the Horcrux has fallen into the other party's hands, Cyrus doesn't want to leave but puts himself on his head, which is a bit puzzling.

"Have you heard of the Pavilion of Knowledge?" Cyrus asked very bluntly.

He didn't care if the Sorting Hat told Dumbledore his purpose at all, not to mention that this was not a secret that could not be revealed. Ancient magic was not black magic, and the pursuit of power and knowledge was not a fault.

But——

"The Pavilion of Knowledge? I haven't heard of it. It sounds like a place that Ms. Ravenclaw would build." The Sorting Hat thought about it and answered truthfully.

It knew that the four giants had left a lot of special magical traces in the school. In that era, Hogwarts did not have the concept of a principal, and the four colleges were taught completely separately.

In order to teach their students, the four founders naturally built some places unknown to others.

However, these secrets have always been discovered by someone in the past thousand years. Although the Sorting Hat spends most of its time on the shelf in the principal's office, it also knows a lot of secrets about Hogwarts.

But the Knowledge Pavilion - it is indeed the first time it has heard of it.

"It's not Ravenclaw, it's not that long ago." Cyrus said.

In fact, he didn't know in which era the four wizards who used ancient magic lived. None of them seemed to be the principal of Hogwarts. Maybe there was no such position as principal in Hogwarts at that time?

Cyrus finally didn't get any useful information from the Sorting Hat.

He wanted to continue asking, but at this time the fake Galleon in his pocket suddenly began to heat up. He took the Sorting Hat off his head and put it back on the shelf.

"What's wrong?" The Sorting Hat, which was still thinking, was suddenly taken off, and he felt a little surprised.

"The pleasant conversation ends here, and a nasty person is coming back." Cyrus said easily.

"Dumbledore is back? How did you know?" the Sorting Hat asked in surprise.

"He has a spy in Hogwarts!" Phineas on the wall couldn't help it anymore and shouted, "I guess it's Snape!"

"Why not Malfoy?" asked another headmaster.

"Need I say? Malfoy is a noble pure blood."

"..."

Cyrus ignored the portraits' tricks. Snape and Malfoy were suspicious, but who would have thought that the person who really tipped off Cyrus was Dumbledore's favorite, the savior Harry Potter?

He walked back to the elevator quickly and disappeared under the gaze of the Sorting Hat and the portraits.

——

"Squeak——"

The door opened, and the harsh sound lingered in Dumbledore's ears.

He recalled the pumpkin juice at the dinner and walked into his office generously, but he immediately found that the atmosphere in the office was not right. The portraits sighed one by one, as if they were regretting something. Even the Sorting Hat, which usually stayed on the shelf to write the school song for next year, sighed.

"What's wrong, everyone? Are you disappointed about having a peaceful dinner this year?" Dumbledore said lightly.

I don't know when it started, but it seems that Hogwarts on Halloween Eve is always not so peaceful.

Maybe it was twelve years ago?

That night the Dark Lord killed Lily and James.

Since then, something has to happen every Halloween Eve. The year before last it was a giant monster, and last year it was a basilisk attack!

In short, Dumbledore finally had some peace this year, although he still had a lot of troubles. He was naturally aware of the battle at Gringotts, and now the mood among the goblins was very dissatisfied, and there was also the unjust case of Sirius...

But at least Hogwarts was very peaceful tonight.

"What a beautiful night!" Dumbledore sighed.

The former headmasters looked at each other, and no one was willing to speak out the bad news.

In the end, under the gaze of everyone, Phineas, who usually talked the most, became the representative.

"Something big happened, Dumbledore!"

"What's wrong? Don't tell me there is any bad news." Dumbledore said jokingly.

In fact, after seeing the expressions of the portraits, he had made full psychological preparations. No matter what happened, he could accept it calmly. Even if Phineas told him that someone escaped from Nurmengard, he would not find it strange.

However, when Phineas spoke, Dumbledore's face changed briefly.

"Things are too bad, you-you should check your drawer!" Phineas covered his face.

"Drawer?"

He pulled out the drawer where the crown was originally placed. At this moment, there was nothing inside.

The seriousness of the matter was still beyond his imagination.

"He stole it!" Ms. Dilys Dewent said sadly, "We wanted to tell you, but he used magic to seal the photo frame in the office."

"We really shouldn't have suggested that you keep the crown for research." Armando said apologetically.

Dumbledore fell into a long silence, and the headmasters were silent. They knew how much Dumbledore had paid in the cause of destroying Voldemort, but at this moment, he still failed.

But Dumbledore's pessimism did not last long, and he soon cheered up.

"By the way, I also want to ask, was it Voldemort or Cyrus who stole the crown?"

"It was Cyrus." Phineas answered immediately, "I think he might have an insider in the castle."

Dumbledore lowered his head and thought.

"Are you... okay?"

Dumbledore nodded:

"I just feel a little sad, something always happens on Halloween. I almost doubt whether this is also Voldemort's curse."