Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

But she didn't show any surprise at Lycos's question, which almost pointed out the time converter... This was very abnormal.

Professor McGonagall's behavior...it seems like she has never heard of such a thing as a Time-Turner.

"Any questions?" Professor McGonagall asked, interrupting the eye contact between the two.

The three of them shook their heads with different expressions and left the vice-principal's office.

Hermione seemed very excited, and she ran towards the Gryffindor Tower with a thick stack of books in her arms, full of motivation.

Lycos and Cassandra frowned as they walked side by side on the stone bridge on the second floor of the main tower leading to the astronomy tower.

"Do you think... Professor McGonagall is deliberately pretending to be ignorant?" Lycos asked softly, looking at the water of the Black Lake under the stone bridge.

As the weather gradually warmed up, the ice on the Black Lake had already cracked and turned into pieces of ice chips, which tossed up and down with the waves blown by the wind.

"Professor McGonagall isn't good at acting." Cassandra leaned against the railing of the stone bridge and shook her head slightly. "From the way you asked it, it's unlikely she wouldn't have any expression of surprise..."

"So I guess she really doesn't know about the Time-Turner."

"But why?" Lycos leaned his elbows on the railing, his eyes filled with confusion, like ice floating on a black lake. "As Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, how could she not have heard of the Time Turner?"

Cassandra pursed her lips and didn't reply.

Sunlight filtered through a few clouds and fell onto her golden hair, making the strands look like stretched reflections of sunlight in a lake.

"Maybe..." After a long pause, Cassandra's lips parted slightly. "Maybe there's no such thing as a time-turner in this world."

"What did you say?" Lycos turned his head sharply, staring at the little witch's profile. "How could there be no time-turner? Then what happened to the plot I knew?"

Cassandra also turned around, her emerald eyes meeting Lykos's dark gold pupils.

"Of the plots you know, how many have actually come true? And how many have been missed?" she asked in a clear voice, emphasizing each word. "We can no longer view the world the same way we did before."

Lycos's expression froze.

It seems to be true. With Snape gaining Voldemort's trust in advance, the witch party occupying the Black Mansion, and the Hogwarts Express being attacked, the goblins rebelled again...

This magical world seems to be completely out of the control of the original plot.

So what's so strange about the lack of a Time-Turner?

"Besides," Cassandra continued, "I may know why the Time-Turner disappeared..."

At this moment, a student in school uniform suddenly walked onto the stone bridge, and her voice stopped abruptly.

However, Cassandra seemed unwilling to wait for the outsider to pass by. Instead, she suddenly whispered in Lycos's ear in a very low voice:

"When you come to my house during the summer vacation, I will tell you about these things bit by bit..."

……

Chapter 161 Another Attack

Cassandra's hot breath gently tickled Lycos's ear.

In the still slightly chilly early spring breeze, the fragrance of plum blossoms wafts from the cold snow, refreshing the heart.

Lycos felt as if a layer of fine goose bumps had appeared on the skin between his cheekbone and ear... He turned his head away a little uncomfortably, but was reluctant to move his cheek away. His movement was like a locked gate, neither close nor far away.

Cassandra also noticed the stiffness in Lykos's neck, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a hint of mischievous interest appeared in her eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Your neck seems a little stiff." She even moved closer, her lips almost touching Lycos's earlobe. "Do you want me to massage it for you?"

Lycos finally couldn't stand this atmosphere anymore, and with amazing perseverance he turned his face to the other side, pretending to appreciate the sight of the ice melting on the Black Lake in spring, with the tips of his ears almost turning red.

The cool breeze of early spring blew in his ears, as if ice water was poured onto red-hot charcoal, evaporating into countless bubbles with a "sizzle", and waves of tingling and numbness lingered in his ears for a long time.

"Ahem... I should go." Lycos, under Cassandra's gaze, forced himself to look serious and said, "I heard that Dumbledore organized the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic to rescue Mr. Malfoy this morning. I should go and check on Draco."

"That fellow Fudge actually agreed to the rescue operation?"

Cassandra didn't dwell on Lycos's behavior and asked naturally, "I always thought he wouldn't admit there was a goblin rebellion, just like he didn't admit Voldemort's resurrection..."

"Actually, Fudge didn't admit it at first." Lycos gradually calmed down in the cold wind and nodded seriously. "Fudge thought the goblins were working well at Gringotts, so how could they rebel for no reason..."

"So why did he agree to go for the rescue later?" Cassandra asked curiously.

"Because the Ministry of Magic didn't receive any donations from the Malfoy family last month." Lycos sneered and shook his head. "Come to think of it, Draco is the only one of the Malfoy family who hasn't been captured. How could the Ministry of Magic have received all those donations?"

Lucius Malfoy has held a nominal position in the Ministry of Magic for many years. This position was bought with money and was mainly used to expand the Ministry's network of contacts and to ensure that the top brass of the Ministry turned a blind eye to the Malfoy family.

It may not be appropriate to say "buy", because verbally, it is a donation from the Malfoy family to the Ministry of Magic's hard work.

However, several months have passed since Lucius Malfoy was captured by goblins.

It is already time for the Malfoy family's next donation, but no one has sent the money.

The current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, can no longer sit still...

He had originally planned the Ministry of Magic's finances well. As long as the donation from the Malfoy family was added, all expenses would be perfectly balanced, and his political achievements in the last quarter would add another good chapter to his resume.

However, without Malfoy's donation, the Ministry of Magic would have a huge financial deficit, which would have a great impact on the future development of the Ministry of Magic and in turn affect Fudge's chances of re-election.

Fudge was determined not to allow such a thing to happen, so he came to Hogwarts a few days ago.

"Fudge came to Hogwarts specifically to meet with Draco," Lycos recounted. "He wanted Draco to continue fulfilling the Malfoy family's donation wishes and fill the financial gap in the Ministry of Magic."

"I guess Draco didn't agree." Cassandra smiled.

"Of course, Draco is not a fool." Lycos also laughed, "He has only one request, and that is that the Ministry of Magic send someone to rescue his parents -"

"Actually, this is in accordance with procedure. After all, Lucius Malfoy has always been working in the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic has an obligation to ensure his safety..."

"Who would have thought that when Dumbledore personally went to the Ministry of Magic to inform him of the goblin rebellion, Fudge chose not to believe it, but instead thought Dumbledore was trying to seize power... However, after a donation was missing, Fudge took the initiative to organize a rescue."

"Tsk, the current minister is so boring." Cassandra curled her lips and followed Lycos into the main tower and walked towards the marble staircase leading to the lobby of the auditorium.

At this moment, a group of ghosts suddenly floated past in the sky in a hurry.

Lycos looked up in surprise and found that the Bloody Baron, who had never left home for many years, was at the front of the group of ghosts. His lifeless eyes were wide open, his expression looked extremely anxious, and the shackles on his body kept shaking.

"Sir Nicholas, what's going on?" he asked, stopping another familiar ghost in the crowd. "I've never seen the Bloody Baron like this."

Nick, who was almost headless, also had a very serious expression, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Lex, you'd better tell me this has nothing to do with you." He looked at Lycos and spoke quickly, "Another attack has occurred, just like when Grubb was attacked, and this time there's an extra student involved!"

Lycos' pupils suddenly constricted.

He clearly didn't open the door of the secret room again, so how could another attack happen?

"Who was killed this time?" Lycos asked quickly.

Nick, who was almost headless, stared at Lycos's eyes for two seconds, then said slowly:

"Hermione Granger, and the Grey ladies..."

"What?!" Lycos exclaimed in disbelief.

Not long ago, Hermione Granger and he were in Professor McGonagall's office, the Deputy Headmistress, listening to how to study all the elective subjects.

However, in less than an hour, before the sun even rose overhead, she was attacked?

If Hermione's attack was still barely understandable, after all, she was really a little wizard of Muggle-born... then Ms. Grey's attack was too strange.

Because Lecos knew very well that the ghost lady called the Grey Lady was actually Helena Ravenclaw, the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts.

She was clearly a pure-blood wizard when she was alive. How could she be included as a target of attack?

Lycos and Cassandra looked at each other and ran quickly towards the direction where the group of ghosts were heading.

On the way, Cassandra frowned and said, "Let's check now. Are you sure you still have Tom Riddle's diary?"

"I just looked at it, it's still in my wallet." Lycos also frowned and said in confusion.

Cassandra questioned, "Look more closely, isn't it replaced?"

"I'm not so confused as to whether the diary is a Horcrux." Lycos took out the black diary from his snakeskin wallet and held it tightly in his hand. "It still has that extremely evil aura, so I can't be wrong."

"How can you tell if it's true if you don't try?" Cassandra stopped, and then she also stopped, pulling Lykos' arm. "I suggest you destroy it."

Lycos stared down at the diary in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then made up his mind.

By this time, Tom Riddle had already learned most of the dark magic that he was good at, and most of the common pronunciations of Parseltongue. In fact, the diary was no longer of much use to Lycos.

Now that things are out of control, it might be okay to just destroy it.

So Lycos took out his wand, and a wisp of black flame quickly shot out from the tip of the wand, emitting an extremely hot breath, burning the surrounding air until it was slightly distorted.

The scorching flames of the fire shield first touched the corner of the diary, slowly igniting a corner of it...but Lycos frowned.

The diary offered no resistance, as if it were a dead object without any life.

"So are you really sure this is Tom Riddle's diary?" Cassandra looked at the scene and immediately questioned.

Lycos didn't reply.

He watched the diary being burned by the flames, making a "crackling" sound... Then, streams of ink spurted out from the diary, and were in turn burned up by the increasingly expanding flames.

After a moment, Lycos retracted the flame.

Everything was quiet. Only half of the diary's spine remained. Ink was still dripping out from it, and the burnt half of the paper was still hissing and emitting black smoke.

"Although I don't know what exactly happened here, this is indeed Tom Riddle's diary." Lycos said softly, "The ink should be Riddle's power... but he abandoned it."

Cassandra also fell silent.

"Anyway, let's go check out the scene of the attack first."

……

The attack took place on the fourth floor of the castle, near the corner of the corridor near the library.

Hermione Granger lay on the floor, her body cold and stiff, a look of utter terror frozen on her face, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

The books she was holding fell to the floor, and Lycos recognized them as the pile she had carried into Professor McGonagall's office that morning and had carried out the same thing.

Not only that, there was another figure next to Hermione, tall and slender, wearing a slim-fitting old-fashioned women's wizard robe, floating a few inches above the ground.

That was the Grey Lady, or rather, Helena Ravenclaw.

She was no longer her usual transparent and pearly white color, but had become pitch black and smoky, just like the foodie ghost Grubb had been.

Ms. Grey clenched her teeth tightly together. The expression on her face didn't seem to be fear, or even panic, but more like anger and irritation...

At this time, the Bloody Baron was floating next to Ms. Grey, kneeling beside her with a look of grief on his face. His already withered face became even paler and drier... The other ghosts also looked sad.