Hogwarts: Oh no, I've become Voldemort!

Then, the hard ground rose up, and several huge hands reached out, grasping them and immobilizing them.

In the blink of an eye, he dealt with more than a dozen puppets, and during this time, he did not utter a single incantation.

Cyrus was fairly satisfied with his performance. After all, his body now belonged to Ginny, and a one-year-old novice wizard's magical power wasn't strong; achieving this was already quite incredible. Keep in mind that the puppets were protected by magic.

"Let's try the Guardian Charm." Cyrus thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and began to recall what he could call "happy" memories.

He easily began to recall his past life—

Although he seemed to have become emotionally numb in life as an adult, his childhood memories were still pleasant.

The tip of the wand spewed forth dense threads, like white velvet or silken threads from a silkworm's cocoon.

"That won't work—"

However, perhaps the memory was too distant, making it unclear, and these threads, though intertwined in the air, never took shape.

"Could it be that my emotions are too calm?" Cyrus pondered, then after a moment, he decided to recite the incantation and try again.

This time, he tried hard to recall his childhood memories, a time when he had no worries, was carefree, and longed for fairy tales; it seemed the whole world was clean and beautiful.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

The magic emanating from the tip of the wand was even stronger!

The dense silver threads formed large clumps, but still did not take shape, instead resembling a white, half-bright, half-dark cloud.

Soon, the magic within him, or rather Ginny, was drained.

Cyrus had to stop practicing, put away his wand, and leave the Room of Requirement.

But just as he turned the corner, a sharp shout rang in his ears: "Stop!"

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Chapter 16 The Halloween Eve Attack!

It's Filch again!

Cyrus's patience with the annoying administrator was almost at its limit.

However, what truly gave him a headache was the cat. It probably had some kind of cat-like bloodline or something; besides having an extremely keen sense of smell, it seemed to be able to see through a little bit of magic. Cyrus had almost been exposed because of it several times; otherwise, a mere Squib wouldn't have been able to do anything to him.

It's especially dangerous when you not only run into Filch, but also happen to run into Snape who's up all night.

No wonder Tom targeted this cat in the original story!

"Stop! Don't move! I've spotted you!" Filch yelled menacingly at the air. But in reality, Cyrus was standing right behind him. Mrs. Lorris had followed his scent all the way to the Room of Requirement, but found nothing.

After confirming that his illusion spell had not failed, Cyrus left without hesitation.

Just then, he heard the mocking voice of the Pikachu behind him: "Poor Felger, he's been completely fooled!"

As a result, the two guys started fighting like dogs.

As Halloween drew closer, Cyrus felt it was about time.

On Halloween Eve, Hogwarts was completely different from usual. The pumpkins that were once as tall as Ginny in Hagrid's field had now grown to the size of a shed!

The pumpkins were hollowed out; some were made into spooky jack-o'-lanterns, while the rest were turned into pumpkin juice and served on the table. The castle was decorated with bat motifs everywhere. Usually, the ghosts were most active at this time, but this time, even Peeves was nowhere to be seen.

We should thank Sir Nicholas for this, since today marks his 500th death anniversary.

At the dinner party, Percy frowned and looked around. The twins and Lee Jordan were sitting together, almost causing a huge scene.

“Fred! Where’s Ron? And Harry and Hermione are missing too.” Percy grabbed one of the twins at random and immediately asked.

"I'm George! You call yourself my brother?!" George exclaimed, his eyes wide with anger. This time, it wasn't a prank; Percy had genuinely mistaken him for someone else!

"Feel sorry……"

"Okay, you want to know where little Ronnie went?"

"That's so cool!"

The two immediately adopted expressions of surprise and glee, though perhaps a bit more of a schadenfreude: "They went to a ghost party, can you imagine? A ghost party! I bet they ate nothing but rotten chunks of flesh!"

"A gathering of ghosts?"

"You don't know? It's the 500th anniversary of the death of Nico, who almost died. If you ask me, he really had a unique idea—commemorating his own death date!" Fred laughed and shook his head, probably already considering Nico, who almost died, a genius.

Harry overheard Ron and Hermione talking about it. At first, they considered getting involved, but after hearing some information, Fred and George gave up the idea.

Wouldn't it be nice to eat a hot meal and drink warm pumpkin juice in the lobby?

"Why don't you care about your sister? Ginny isn't here either!" George glanced at the younger students and didn't see any conspicuous red hair among the little lions.

“Ginny isn’t feeling well and will be a little late. You should be the ones paying more attention to her; she’s had a cold for weeks!” Percy said sternly.

At this moment, all the teachers and students of Hogwarts gathered in the Great Hall, including Filch.

Only his cat continued to perform its unpleasant duty, wandering the castle corridors.

Now, it has detected a familiar scent.

During this time, the owner of this scent had fled from her far too many times, which had ignited Lady Loris's competitive spirit. This animal with cat-like blood possessed extraordinary intelligence and had already come to regard Cyrus as a thorn in her side.

Following the scent, it moved towards the third-floor corridor.

Cyrus controlled Ginny's body and sat on the back of the giant basilisk.

He'd been keeping the basilisk inside the pipes all this time; it was time to take it out for a walk. Perfect timing, that annoying Myrtle had gone to her death anniversary party. There was nobody here, except—

A cat!

Mrs. Lorris lowered her head and sniffed the scent as she slowly approached the door of the washroom.

The ground was covered in water, probably from a leaky pipe, which annoyed Mrs. Loris. However, her competitive spirit prevailed, and she slowly waded through the sticky water around the corner.

The next moment, two dim yellow lights were reflected in the water!

Lady Lorris didn't even have time to react before she was instantly petrified by the basilisk's eyes!

"The annoying creature is finally free." Cyrus jumped down from the basilisk's head, picked up the petrified, immobile cat, and said it felt harder than iron!

He hung Mrs. Lorris on the wall, leaving behind a line of blood-red writing.

Cyrus used to quite like cats, but obviously, Lady Lorice doesn't count. Any little thing hindering his resurrection, no matter how cute, must be eliminated!

At least temporarily clear it.

Then Cyrus sent the basilisk back to the secret chamber to await his summons, while he himself leisurely returned to the banquet and gave his body back to Ginny.

Slightly dazed, Ginny wasn't too surprised to find herself at the Gryffindor dining table when she opened her eyes. She had clearly already guessed that "Mr. Riddle" had been controlling her body.

It's been fifty years since Mr. Riddle celebrated Halloween, hasn't it?

Thinking this way, she felt it was normal for Cyrus to miss the Halloween party at Hogwarts.

Of course, she herself was also looking forward to this holiday.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, she couldn't resist any longer and immediately started eating heartily.

Colin, standing to the side, opened his mouth and looked at her, seemingly surprised that Ginny's complexion wasn't good, but her appetite hadn't changed.

However, this is actually a good thing.

The dinner party ended quickly, and Ginny returned to the Gryffindor common room with the group. Strangely, even though the Slytherin and Hufflepuff common rooms were in the dungeon and basement respectively, Malfoy somehow sneaked up behind them as well.

They walked happily to the third floor, and then immediately fell silent.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on the three helpless little figures in the empty corridor, and—

"The secret chamber has been opened. Beware of those who oppose the heir!"

Upon discovering that Harry was standing in front of him, Malfoy immediately rushed out and loudly read aloud the blood-red words on the wall, a look of smug satisfaction on his face.

He stared at the still, stiff cat hanging there, his cold eyes suddenly came alive, his usually bloodless face flushed red, and a sinister grin spread across his face.

"You're next, Mudbloods!"

Although Halloween is tomorrow, we're launching our attack today!

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Chapter 17 To Be or Not to Be, That Is the Question

Let's go back to the time of the dinner party.

Although the Slytherin dinner table was also lively, it was far less cheerful than the Gryffindor table due to the snakes' personalities.

Bored, Malfoy ate his food while thinking about whether he should use Halloween as an excuse to scare Harry Potter and the lion cubs who had caused him to be punished by Headmaster Snape.

However, when he subtly glanced towards the Gryffindor dining table, he didn't see any of those annoying kids.

Of course, Malfoy hadn't suspected anything yet. After all, Gryffindor was different from Slytherin, where seating arrangements were strictly observed. Those ill-mannered students would always squeeze into any available seat. Besides, he didn't dare stare directly at the Gryffindors, lest the other Slytherins notice and think he was about to defect from the house!

Once a person has an idea in their mind, it will quickly turn into action.

Even before the banquet was over, Malfoy had already made up his mind to show them what he was capable of tonight. Even if he got caught, he could just say it was a Halloween tradition and he was unlikely to be punished.

Therefore, when the dinner ended, he simply didn't follow the Slytherin group, but secretly mingled with the Ravenclaw group.

Then, the scene from before unfolded.