The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

On the same night, in the illusion of the Force, Cyrus saw the familiar figure that had appeared in the dream:

Emperor of the Sith Empire - Palpatine.

"Looks like you know it all...remember?"

He was walking on the ice sheet of the planet Hoth, separated from Cyrus standing on the green lawn, and Palpatine didn't care about the other side's caution at all.

"You really didn't die"

"Of course I'm not dead. You and Lord Darth may have temporarily defeated me, but they can't kill me." Palpatine shook his head regretfully, "Little traitor... use the knowledge I taught you to kill me ?really interesting"

Emperor Palpatine turned around sharply, and raised his hand for radiotherapy, but Cyrus counteracted his dark side attack with 'Judgment', and the burst of the Force made Cyrus take two steps back.

"It seems that you have learned a lot...youngman~"

It seemed that everything was as he expected.

"I'm always growing..."

"But why do you refuse to inherit? Just because of Anakin?"

Back then, Palpatine hoped that Cyrus could inherit his position. He believed that the other party could lead the empire stronger. He even thought that he would die in the battle with Cyrus.

After all, in the Sith Empire, only one pair of master and apprentice can remain as a balance of power.

But he never expected that he would die from a backstab in the end...and by Darth Vader and his beloved apprentice.

Leaning on the wreckage of an aircraft, Palpatine said, "Did you think that if you kill me, Darth Vader will return to the light side? Hahaha...then you underestimate the Force"

"Everything is fate"

"Everything is possible"

The two said at the same time, the contact of ideas collided together.

What Palpatine didn't understand was that Cyrus could have inherited the position of 'Lord', with the Sith's rule of two maintained with Darth Vader/Anakin.

can live forever.

But he chose the path of no compromise:

Palpatine's ghost, through the eyes of Darth Vader, was able to see Cyrus voluntarily dying under the lightsaber, only in his twenties.

This can be said to be the first time Palpatine has seen this kind of person, who knows power and darkness, but does not sink into darkness. In some respects, he is quite similar to himself.

"If you're just talking about this...there's no need"

The force of Cyrus on Palpatine's head condensed into a yellow and blue arc of lightning, centered on the old emperor, and spread out in all directions.

"Give you another chance, join me...join the Sith..." He held out his hand, taking the oasis and the ice field as the boundary, like Adam touching God.

"I thought you were going to take another apprentice again"

"Accepted... But, the result is not satisfactory." Palpatine shrugged easily, "In terms of understanding of the Force, no one can surpass it except you second only to me."

"There's no door..." Cyrus gritted his teeth.

Looking at the person who could barely call "Master", he finally pressed his hands, and the lightning storm in the Force Fantasy territory gradually swallowed Palpatine.

Before disappearing, Palpatine said without end: "Well...forget it, anyway...my goal has been achieved"

This time, he really disappeared.

After Cyrus woke up, it was another day, NO.14!He remembered that today seemed to be Valentine's Day?

After washing, he stood in front of Hufflepuff's window sill, looking at the soil and the slowly growing dandelions, he somehow thought of a girl.

With his hand in his pocket, he was caressing a small card with his little surprise on it. Cyrus stretched his waist while blowing the cool breeze on his reddish face.

It's just that there is still a little doubt in my heart, a little doubt about Palpatine.

Humming an English ditty, he walked out of the lounge, planning the perfect day in his mind: Going to the Forbidden Forest with Hermione?Or sneak together to the secret passage that Professor Binns said?

It's just that when Cyrus walked to the entrance of the auditorium, he found that the gate of the courtyard was full of people, and no one seemed to care that the walls were covered with big, dazzling pink flowers and heart-shaped confetti constantly fluttering. .

"You MD...Malfoy! You better not get caught!"

Ron's swearing could be heard from far away.

"Haha... Pure blood shame, let's talk about restoring your father's position first~" Malfoy fought back disdainfully, and Ron almost punched him.

"Potter~ Don't play with Mudbloods... Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will be the next one... Oh~ No, Harry is the only Parseltongue hahaha"

His taunt made some Slytherins laugh out loud, while others fell silent.

When they came in the morning, the professors hadn't come yet, and the prefects were still struggling to maintain order.

"Cyrus~"

It was Penelope Clearwater, the prefect of Ravenclaw, who called him. She looked a little haggard, with red eyes, and Mandy was with her.

"What happened..." Cyrus swept behind them, but Hermione was still there, "Where's Hermione?"

He was wondering why the necklace didn't get hot today, and the original force couldn't sense her emotions since returning to the lounge last night.

"Uh... that's exactly what we wanted to say..." "But..."

Mandy, Lisa and the others faltered for a long time, while Padma kept sobbing. Seeing Cyrus' arrival, she seemed to cry even louder.

They don't know how to explain it.

"Forget it, you go and see for yourself first... Wait! If you feel unwell, come to us." Percy pulled Penello past, signaling for her to comfort Hermione's roommate first.

For Cyrus who has helped the Weasleys a lot, Percy is rare to talk to, not as straightforward as before.

When Cyrus frowned and pulled away from the crowd, the first thing he saw was a pair of feet, and the familiar mid-calf boots were still covered with mud.

The wide and long dark blue wizard's robes are placed on the boots. Looking up along the simple hem of the robes, there is chestnut curly hair, messily hanging on both sides of the shoulders.

Cyrus seemed to know something, he was a little stiff.

Because of his appearance, the wizards around were much quieter. Even Ron blushed and just stared at Malfoy, while his sister Ginny supported him and sobbed.

Harry wanted to move forward, but he stepped back after taking two steps, raised his hand and hammered it down again, he didn't know what to say.

"Heh~ I said, mud... Muggle-born wizards are not worthy of Hogwarts, right? Potter~"

Malfoy said to Harry and the others with a half-smile.

Neville clenched his fists and trembled with anger. If there were not so many people, he would have hacked Malfoy to death like a snake.

But Cyrus just raised his fingers lightly, and the rope binding Hermione's hands was untied, and she fell slightly, being hugged by Cyrus lazily.

The thin wizard robe allowed him to feel the hard touch of the opponent.

"It seems to be dead?" Malfoy wondered, "I hope it's not like Filch's stinky cat, no, maybe Myrtle will have a companion!!"

"Wouldn't it be cramped when your little girlfriend and Myrtle share the same toilet? Haha...uh!"

Draco Malfoy was laughing loudly and mocking recklessly, but in the middle of the laugh, he suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth. He scratched his neck and collar indiscriminately, and his larynx was locked into a "click" by the Force. ring.

Crabbe, Goyle and others crowded behind him, while Pansy stomped on the spot anxiously.

It wasn't until Cyrus put Hermione down, and the moment everyone looked at Malfoy, he secretly handed the card into Hermione's pocket, that Malfoy was able to breathe.

He closed his mouth in horror, just now, Draco almost went to see Merlin.

Yesterday, he and Hermione were still playing in the Forbidden Forest Tribe, but at this moment, her face was frozen in astonishment.

Just a little suddenly, he suddenly understood what Palpatine meant. Cyrus took a deep breath, suppressing the gushing from the dark side.

There is still a pool of blood-stained words on the ground:

The heir of Slytherin will liquidate the Mudbloods at Hogwarts and clean up the entire campus.

The force of life flowed in Hermione's body, and Cyrus discovered something unusual in Hermione's body at this time, because of the profound connection of the force of darkness, which gave her a little respite in life.

"Merlin on... get out of the way! There's nothing to see here!!"

After receiving the report from Hufflepuff Prefect Truman, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout rushed over immediately, and McGonagall drove all the crowd away.

Dean Sprout hugged Cyrus, who was a little stunned, and took him and Hermione aside.

At this time, Professor Flitwick rushed over with small steps, holding a group of black crumpled scales in his hands, and when McGonagall squatted down, he leaned into the other's ear and whispered the report.

He found these in front of the chicken coop this morning, and the scales were full of malicious curses.

"Let's go...we'll send it to Madam Pomfrey first..."

Dean Sprout gave the two deans a wink, and then walked to the second floor with Cyrus.

(Knife, Knife, Toolman~~Tom Riddle)