Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

However, faced with such a weak spell, Riddle had no more strength to dodge.

No protective magic can resist the Killing Curse, not even the End of All Curses that can suppress the Fiendfyre!

The green tadpole hit Riddle squarely on the top of his head, hitting the bright sapphire in the center of the crown.

"Ding--"

There seemed to be a sound of metal breaking in the air.

Then, a terrible, long-lasting scream erupted from the Ravenclaw's crown, as if it was about to pierce the eardrums, and streams of ink spurted out from the diary, like a torrential rain falling over the Astronomy Tower.

Riddle's wand slipped out of his hand and fell from a high altitude.

He twisted and struggled, waving his arms and letting out hoarse screams, and then... Riddle's already blurry body emitted a white light.

The light pierced Riddle's heart.

Immediately afterwards, two more white lights pierced through his brows and chest... followed by countless white lights, completely enveloping Riddle's memory.

White light burst out violently.

After the light faded, Riddle's figure also disappeared, leaving only a dark crown falling from the air, falling... and finally "clicking" and falling on the lawn below.

From a distance, one could seem to see a crack on the sapphire of the crown, no longer emitting any light of wisdom.

When Lycos saw this scene, he finally relaxed.

As the heavy weight in his heart dropped, he felt aches all over his body and his head was spinning, as if his brain had been spinning like crazy in a washing machine for hours.

He could no longer sustain the flying magic and fell from the sky.

Before he completely fainted, Lycos saw golden hair and a silver flying broom...

……

When Lycos woke up from his coma, he saw a white room.

This seems to be the school infirmary.

He was currently lying on a hospital bed covered with white linen sheets. A little blonde witch was sitting beside the bed, quietly reading a book whose cover was unclear.

"Are you awake?" Cassandra closed the book, her cold expression seemed to melt like ice, and her eyebrows curved.

"I was fine, how did I pass out..." Lycos rubbed his brow, still feeling a slight headache. "Oh, I don't think I had time to retract my fire shield. Hogwarts Castle didn't burn down, did it?"

"Don't worry, the phoenix you summoned took care of the flames," Cassandra said gently. "After it finished, Professor Snape and the others returned, and the phoenix flew away..."

"Oh, by the way, the basilisk wasn't killed in the end. Professor Kettleburn contacted Mr. Newt Scamander and planned to make use of the blind basilisk."

Her tone seemed a little disapproving.

"Professor Snape also said that a living basilisk is more valuable than a dead one, and can produce an endless supply of venom..."

"Let's not talk about anything else for now. What about you? Are you okay?" Lycos interrupted Cassandra and asked, "I remember you were overdrawn in magic power. How come you seem to be in much better condition than me?"

"Do I look like I'm in trouble?" Cassandra's smile widened. "You still have the mind to criticize me? Why don't you consider how much magic power you have left?"

"Even though that last fire shield was about to drain all your magic power, I don't know where you got the courage to force yourself to cast a killing curse."

"Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey's medical skills have always been very good, otherwise there might be sequelae..."

"But I didn't have any other choice at the time..." Lycos let his head fall back onto the white pillow and let out a long sigh. "That might be my only chance to completely get rid of Riddle. How could I miss it?"

He actually knew that if he continued to maintain a stalemate with Riddle and held on for a while longer, he might be able to wait for Snape and the other deans to come back.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

As long as Lycos wanted to maintain Voldemort's trust in him, he would never allow the Horcrux Riddle to return to Voldemort.

Now that he had a chance to completely eliminate Riddle, he would never miss it.

"So after I passed out, what else happened?" Lycos shook his head and stopped talking about it. Instead, he asked, "Tell me in detail."

"Actually, that's pretty much what I just said," Cassandra said. "You eliminated Riddle, the Phoenix dealt with the unburned flames and flew away, and the professors have also dealt with their respective opponents one after another..."

"The Hebridean Black Dragons must have been secretly raised by those rebellious goblins. I don't know how they managed to get those black dragons to come to Hogwarts and wreak havoc..."

"The black dragon was knocked unconscious by Professor Snape, Professor Sprout, and Professor Kettleburn. Professor McGonagall also went to help Professor Flitwick drive away the goblins that came to cause trouble. They drove away three and captured one, who was imprisoned in the castle dungeon.

"As for the unconscious black dragons, Professor McGonagall contacted Charlie Weasley, and the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary decided to take them in;"

"The basilisk was blinded by the phoenix and no longer posed much of a threat. The professors easily restrained it... The rest is what I just said. Professor Kettleburn contacted Mr. Scamander..."

Cassandra's personality has always been cold and aloof, and Lycos has never heard her talk so much.

Now lying on the bed in the school infirmary, lazily looking at the chattering little witch, she felt even more lovely and approachable than usual.

"So where's Dumbledore? Is he back?"

Lycos listened for a long time but didn't hear the most important person, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Well, Dumbledore returned that evening." Cassandra nodded gently, "But he seems to have been dealing with various follow-up matters and hasn't come to the infirmary to see you yet..."

The little witch pouted, seeming a little indignant that the principal did not come to visit Lycos.

However, Lycos smiled and said nonchalantly, "I'm not the savior. What's the point of him coming to see me? I'd rather lie here and be at ease."

Cassandra thought about it and nodded.

"That's good. This way there will be one less person disturbing our time together." She curled her lips and moved her chair closer to Lecos.

"Ahem..." Lycos almost choked on his own saliva, "What do you mean by two-person world? What are you talking about?"

"Why, isn't this ward just for the two of us?"

Cassandra moved even closer, even resting her arms on the edge of Lycos' bed, blinking her bright eyes and staring at him, her hand naturally slipping under the quilt and holding his hand.

Lycos was stunned and looked at the little witch in front of him.

After fighting side by side so many times, he seemed to have become accustomed to having such a person around him. Both of them were equally lonely in this world, so there was a natural sense of closeness between them.

He began to seriously recall the relationship between the two of them——

From the initial suspicion and testing of each other, to overcoming difficulties together and sticking together, and now, it seems that holding hands has become extremely natural.

But both of them still have many secrets, and those secrets cannot be easily revealed. In this increasingly dangerous world, these things are like a mountain lying in Lecos' heart.

"We..." Lycos opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Don't talk." Cassandra seemed to see what Lycos was thinking and pursed her lips slightly. "Some things, when you get to the bottom of them, aren't they so wonderful, aren't they?"

Lycos looked at her and gradually relaxed.

"Yeah, instead of worrying about those things, it's better to enjoy the present." He said softly, "After all, who knows what will happen in the future?"

Both of them were silent and quiet, like two statues.

But the two hands remained held together and did not let go until someone knocked on the ward door.

The two of them let go of each other's hands as if they had been electrocuted, their faces red.

"Ahem...come in." Lycos coughed lightly.

He sat up from the bed, and Cassandra kindly helped him stand the pillow upright and lean it against the head of the bed so that Lycos could lean comfortably behind him.

After sitting down, Lycos turned his head and looked towards the door.

An old man with long white hair and a white beard was standing at the door of the ward, looking at them with a smile.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Lycos was a little surprised.

He had just been saying that he was not the savior and that it was useless for Dumbledore to look for him, but he didn't expect that Dumbledore would slap him in the face not long after.

"I have been dealing with various aftermath matters before and have not had time to visit you. I hope you two don't mind." Dumbledore moved a chair and sat on the other side of Lycos's bed.

"Lex, Bobby told me that there's nothing wrong with your body now, but you still need to rest for a few days."

The Poppy that Dumbledore mentioned was the name of the head nurse, Madam Pomfrey.

"This time, I am grateful to Madam Pomfrey," Lycos said casually, "and of course, I also want to thank the Headmaster for taking the time to visit me."

"No, I should be the one thanking you." Dumbledore shook his head slowly. "If you and Miss Worley hadn't stopped Tom Riddle, Hogwarts might have suffered unbearable losses..."

As he said this, he looked at Lycos with a slightly meaningful look.

"Lexus, this incident tells us that it is never too late to overestimate Tom Riddle..."

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Chapter 169 Lucius Malfoy is about to be targeted

After hearing Dumbledore's suggestive words, Lycos fell silent.

Obviously the initial plan was all good, but in the end things gradually got out of his control... Riddle actually got another Horcrux, and then used the power of the Horcrux Crown to create all kinds of problems.

Moreover, things like fairy rebellions never appeared in the original plot.

Lycos reflected on it and felt that he was still relying too much on the plot he was familiar with, so he subconsciously ignored other dangers outside Hogwarts.

If he had realized earlier that Riddle might have contact with goblins, he would have destroyed the Horcrux diary in advance, even if it meant learning a few fewer dark spells, which would have saved him a lot of trouble later.

It seems that we really can no longer view this magical world with our fixed perspective...

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Dumbledore naturally turned his gaze away from Lycos and continued, "A lot of things happened during the time you were unconscious. You can tell me anything you have."

"It seems that Cassandra has already told me most of what happened during this period." Lycos hesitated.

"Then let me tell you something that Miss Vorley doesn't know—"

Dumbledore smiled warmly and gently pushed his half-moon glasses up on his nose.

"Perhaps there's a topic that might interest you... Let's start with Professor Lockhart." He pulled a copy of the Daily Prophet from his pocket and said cheerfully, "His affairs have caused quite a stir in the wizarding world."

Lycos took the newspaper and first glanced at the date.

This was just published in today's newspaper, no wonder Cassandra didn't mention it.

Then, he looked at the front page of the newspaper, where a line of bold words was written:

Breaking news! The renowned bestselling author, master of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and recipient of the Order of Merlin is a fraud!

Well, a very clear and concise title.

Below the title was a large black-and-white photo. Lockhart was being held down by several Aurors. Not far ahead was the oppressive black fortress of Azkaban, with several Dementors floating in the air.

Lockhart seemed to have had no time to dress up. His once beautiful golden curls lay limply on his scalp, and his face was visibly haggard. The confidence he had pretended to have was gone.