Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

Author: Ripples of Dust

Summary:

There are three rules for being an undercover agent:

First, never act on impulse!

Second, absolutely achieve the mission objectives!

Third, you must never fall in love!

Lycos couldn't do any of this.

As soon as he traveled to Hogwarts, he found himself an undercover agent planted by the Death Eaters in Hogwarts.

When he finally gained Voldemort's trust, a group of people suddenly came to tell Lycos that he was actually a secret agent planted by Grindelwald's witch party next to Voldemort.

Lycos: “…”

He finally realized that being an undercover agent had no future.

Magic is power, and there is nothing that a killing curse cannot solve.

If so, two shots!

Chapter 1: People in Hogwarts, Quirrell called to his office at the beginning

"Hannah Abbott!"

A powerful voice echoed in the magnificent auditorium.

Then a rosy-cheeked little girl with two golden braids stumbled out of the line, putting on a patched, wrinkled pointed hat.

After a moment, a wide crack suddenly appeared on the edge of the hat, like a mouth.

"Hufflepuff!"

This hat actually spoke!

There was a tide of cheers and applause in the auditorium. The rosy-faced girl took off her hat and trotted excitedly to the long table on the far right.

In the noisy atmosphere, no one noticed that in the queue of freshmen at the front of the auditorium, there was a boy with black hair and dark golden eyes, his lips slightly open, staring blankly at everything around him.

Thousands of candles hanging in the air, four long tables filled with glittering golden tableware, wandering translucent ghosts, a hook-nosed wizard with greasy hair, and a kind old man with a long white beard in the center of the stage...

"This is...Hogwarts?"

"I have...traveled through time?!"

The boy blinked, a mixture of absurdity, surprise, and panic filling his heart.

He never dreamed that he would come to this magic school that only existed in books and movies and become a little wizard participating in the sorting ceremony!

As a veteran fan who has read the original novel and watched all the movies in the series, he quickly adjusted himself.

Although corresponding accidents occur every year in Hogwarts, the "safest school in the world", these problems all revolve around the three saviors.

As long as he could stay away from the trio and improve his magical skills in a college other than Gryffindor, it would not be difficult for him to protect himself with his foresight.

But the problem now is...

"So who am I?"

The boy's eyebrows knitted together in distress as he watched the little wizards walk out of the queue, put on the wrinkled Sorting Hat, and sit at different long tables.

His mind was completely blank.

He didn't have any memory of his previous life left, and now he didn't even know his own name...

At this moment, Professor Minerva McGonagall, dressed in emerald green robes, read out the next name:

"Lex Hayden."

The air in the auditorium fell into silence for a moment.

Everyone in the audience looked expectantly at the freshmen lined up in a row, wondering which house the next little wizard would join.

However, these young freshmen lined up in a row, each one like a cowering lamb, ignored and remained indifferent when Professor McGonagall called the roll...

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, glanced sternly at the new students, and shouted in a raised voice:

"Lex Hayden!"

Seeing no one responded, the black-haired boy took a tentative step forward.

Then, he immediately turned around guiltily, repeatedly looking to see if there were any other young wizards preparing to put on the Sorting Hat.

"Mr. Hayden, please hurry up." Professor McGonagall pressed her lips into a line and looked at the boy sternly, urging him.

"Oh... okay, Professor." Lycos finally confirmed his name.

As he responded, he suppressed his nervousness and surprise and staggered towards the four-legged stool at the front of the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall looked a little anxious, but she still forced a smile on her serious face. She took Lycos's arm and pulled him onto the stool, saying soothingly:

"Relax, you will be sorted into the right house soon."

Then, Lycos felt a hat put on his head.

As the hat of Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat is obviously a little too big for the young wizards.

The wide brim of the hat directly covered Lycos's eyes, and his forehead and ears felt rough and dry. A faint musty smell of old clothes went straight into his nose.

"Oh, little one, you look a little nervous!"

A faint, somewhat unpleasant sound rang in Lycos's ears, like a male duck in a pond.

"Don't worry, as the greatest hat in the magic world, this magic hat will soon...hiss——"

The Sorting Hat's duck voice suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute!" It sounded like a drake being strangled. "Where did you learn Occlumency, little guy? Isn't this making my sorting job more difficult?"

Lycos opened his mouth, not knowing whether to say something.

He knew that the Sorting Hat used Legilimency, a magic that explores memory, to explore the character of young wizards, but why did it suddenly mention Occlumency?

"No, no, even if you are proficient in Occlumency, it won't prevent this magic hat from seeing anything from your mind." The Sorting Hat kept muttering in Lex's ear, "Unless..."

"Unless you're a natural born Occlumency caster!"

It suddenly shouted in Lycos's ear, startling him.

"It's over. Is this Demon Hat's thousand-year career in sorting going to end today?!"

"I don't quite understand." Lycos shook his head slightly and whispered to the hat on his head.

"Ah, to put it simply, this magic is your innate talent!" the Sorting Hat explained convincingly.

The Sorting Hat seemed frustrated at not being able to see Lecos's character, but it regained some face after hearing Lecos's question, and explained it in great detail.

"As we all know, wizards can master the skills of casting spells through systematic learning and training. However, some wizards with extraordinary talents do not need to learn and can cast powerful magic from birth."

"These innate skills are often more powerful than abilities acquired through training, which is why I can't see anything from your mind."

"Oh, how should I sort you into a house..."

"So that's how it is!" Lycos' eyes lit up.

He was a little worried that his time travel would be discovered by Legilimency masters like Dumbledore and Snape, but since he was born with the ability to occlude the brain, he no longer had to worry about it.

"Since you can't think of a solution, just pick any house for me." Lycos' tone became lighter. "As long as it's not Gryffindor."

In order to stay away from the three saviors, Lycos also took great pains.

"Hmm... not going to Gryffindor, right?" the Sorting Hat said in a deep voice, "Then I understand. As expected, your character has been clearly revealed to me during our conversation—"

"Slytherin!!"

Lycos heard applause and cheers coming from the front left.

He exhaled slowly, then took off the hat he had been nagging at for a long time and returned it to Professor McGonagall, then walked towards the long table filled with people in green collars and scarves.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" sound from the professor's seat.

Lycos subconsciously turned his head and saw a professor wearing a purple turban knocking over his cup, and the drink almost spilled in front of the man sitting to his right.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Professor Snape. Let me clean it up." The professor in the purple turban stammered an apology.

Lycos saw him take out a dirty handkerchief and unfold it tremblingly, with one side of the handkerchief facing Lycos.

At that moment, Lycos' eyes suddenly widened.

The pattern on the handkerchief formed a few large characters:

"Come to my office tonight!"

……

Chapter 2 Malfoy: Tell me your name and I'll protect you

Lycos stared blankly at the professor in the purple turban, only to be met with his cold gaze, which was completely different from his timid movements and behavior.

"Professor Snape, I'm so sorry... I'm sorry..."

After just a glance at Lycos, the professor in the purple turban immediately returned to his cowering state, nodding and bowing to the man beside him.

"Shut up." The greasy-haired, hook-nosed man beside him raised his wand impatiently, and the spilled liquid disappeared immediately.

Then, without even glancing at him, the man turned his gaze back to the line of freshmen, his eyes fixed with a complicated expression on the green pupils of a thin boy wearing round glasses...

Lycos silently withdrew his gaze.

The stuttering man in the purple turban, the hooked nose with greasy hair... these two obvious features quickly made him realize the identities of the two professors.

They are Quirinus Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and Severus Snape, the Potions professor.

This discovery made Lycos feel confused.

Because he was well aware of Quirinus Quirrell's identity, a hidden Death Eater.

Even the biggest villain, Voldemort, is now hiding in Quirrell's turban!