I became Voldemort

Chapter 38: Shower together?

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The four of them were silent for a while.

Harry was upset.

Cyrus slowly walked to the window. At this time, it started to snow outside the window.

Cyrus was also thinking about something, and for a while, there was only the sound of firewood burning in the lounge.

It wasn't long before Harry and Ron went back upstairs to rest.

Ron was probably worried that the duel club members would come back after a while. To be honest, Harry didn't know what to do if something like this happened.

Escape seemed to be the easiest option.

Cyrus and Hermione were the only ones left in the common room.

The little witch picked up the book and read for a while, feeling a little sleepy.

"Shall we go and rest too?" Hermione said to Cyrus, "But how about taking a bath first? It's a bit cold."

Cyrus: ? ? ?

"OK."

There are many bathrooms in Hogwarts where you can take a bath.

In fact, there are bathhouses in the dormitories.

It's just that, unlike a luxurious place like the prefect's bathroom, the dormitory's bathhouse is just a public bathhouse separated for men and women.

Cyrus was using Ginny's body, so naturally, he could only enter the women's bathhouse.

It wasn't cold at all in the bathhouse.

After the shower was turned on, warm water flowed down. Of course, Hogwarts does not have solar energy or water heaters, but water can be heated using magic.

The bathroom was filled with mist, Cyrus sat on a small table, and Hermione carefully washed her fluffy hair.

"...."

"Ginny, could you rub my back? I can't reach it."

"Of course," Cyrus said calmly.

He is not a Lolita fan, and he has no interest in Hermione, a little girl, for the time being.

.....

Early the next morning, Cyrus walked down with Ginny's body, which seemed to be much more energetic, and found Harry sitting next to the burning fireplace without saying a word. Ron and Hermione are playing wizard chess.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you go to class?"

"There is only herbal medicine class today, and it has been canceled." Ron turned around, "It's snowing, and Professor Sprout needs to put socks and a scarf on Mandrake."

Then Hermione whispered in Cyrus's ear: "It's quite difficult for Harry. You know what happened yesterday... everyone is now avoiding him."

"I think I can help explain it to them..." Cyrus thought for a while and said.

But Harry had already stood up from the sofa: "No, no, thank you. I don't care what they think of me, as long as you guys believe in me, that's enough."

"Where are you going?" Ron saw Cyrus and Harry walking out together. He remembered that Ginny's class today seemed to be in the afternoon.

"To eat breakfast."

"I'm going to get some air."

Cyrus and Harry left the lounge together.

Sure enough, there was a snowstorm outside the castle. Thick, gray snowflakes were dancing in the sky, sealing every window. The castle was much darker than usual during the day.

"Don't worry too much, Harry. I believe they will understand soon that you would not do such a thing. Everyone knows that you are an upright person." Cyrus comforted.

"Thank you, Ginny." Harry smiled reluctantly. He didn't have much hope for this. Just like "Ginny" said yesterday, those people don't care what the truth is. They just need a rumor. With so many things going on, students just need an outlet for their emotions.

It doesn't matter if it's him or not, and it's better to be him!

He was the famous Harry Potter, after all. It is always extremely satisfying to associate a famous person with those bad rumors.

It's as if just discussing some controversies makes some students look more awake than others.

The two people did not go together, but soon separated.

Cyrus did not go to the hall to eat, but turned around and went to the bathroom.

The attack must continue.

The attack is not for the attack itself, but only by creating panic, will the events in Hogwarts receive attention, and only in this way can Cyrus find a way to temporarily drive Dumbledore out of school.

Otherwise, even if he is resurrected, he will not be Dumbledore's opponent.

Soon, he came out of the bathroom alone. At this moment, the basilisk was already walking through the pipe. Cyrus walked the corridors, looking for his next target.

It was snowing heavily outside, thick, gray snowflakes were floating in the air, and the corridor was filled with wind.

He quickly found a target in Justin Finch-Fletchley. A second-year Hufflepuff wizard from the Muggle world.

He looked like he was going to the kitchen to get some extra stoves, along with a friend of his. Cyrus didn't know him, but that didn't matter.

He cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself and followed them.

"Ernie, do you think Harry Potter is really the heir of Slytherin?" Justin asked his companion as he walked, "To be honest, I only knew about the Parseltongue you were talking about yesterday. I couldn't believe that there was such a thing."

"I think him being the heir is almost true. Since that's the exclusive ability of dark wizards." Ernie said confidently, "And you saw it, he was so scary when he talked to that snake yesterday!"

"Maybe you're right." Justin nodded seriously.

Cyrus had already walked to their side. He took out his wand and waved it near Justin's temple.

Justin's eyes immediately became wandering, as if his soul had been taken away by Cyrus.

He stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ernie asked strangely.

"Nothing, I remembered that I have something to do and I have to go back first. Can you get me a cup of hot pumpkin juice?" Justin said numbly under Cyrus' control.

Ernie being a young kid, had no doubts about something being wrong, "Then you have to be careful on the road. I remember you told Harry that you were born as a Muggle, right?"

"Yeah, I will be careful."

Cyrus controls Justin and leaves.

Fortunately, due to the weather, there were very few people in the corridor today.

It was too cold and it was still snowing. If the snow stopped, there would be many people hanging out.

He took Justin to search for traces of ghosts in the castle and soon met the Nearly Headless Nick, who was wandering in a dark corridor.

Then, he lifted the Imperius Curse from Justin.

The confused wizard hadn't figured out what was going on and looked around blankly.

"Why am I...here?" Justin murmered.

"Why are you here? You look really confused. Didn't you come here by yourself?" Nick tilted his head - his head almost fell off - and said with confusion.

"Are you the Gryffindor ghost? What are you doing here?"

"Nothing, just solving problems." Nick said sadly, "Also, I found that the window here was open. I wanted to close it for you students, but then I remembered that I was dead and was a ghost——"

As he was talking, he suddenly noticed an expression of extreme fear on Justin's face, and then he fell straight down as if he was frightened out of his body.

"——What? Even though I am a ghost, am I so scary?" Nick looked ridiculous,

"I remember that I had made an appearance in your year when you little wizards first entered school. Haven't you present?"

He turned his head with a strange expression——

"Ah!"

Now he knew why Justin was so scared.

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