Chapter 140: The Person Whose Name Cannot Be Mentioned

    The memory ended hastily, without giving Cyrus much time to react.

    The world in his eyes regained its color, and the ground beneath his feet slowly swallowed up the Pensieve like water, like a swamp swallowing life.

    However, he did not leave here immediately, but stood there for a long time to experience the unusual magic that Percival mentioned.

    There is a benefit to mastering ancient magic, not only can the power of spells be improved. More importantly, for most wizards, ancient magic is "invisible". This means that spells cast by ancient magic are difficult to crack, and many counter-spells may not work.

    Take Apparition for example, this kind of magic can be restricted by anti-Apparition, and it is easy to leave traces. Through the point of Apparition, the location of the Apparition can be inferred.

    But if you use ancient magic, you may not have to worry about being tracked.

    But as Percival said, this is not easy.

    The ancient magic power within the essence of the body is not so easy to be seen, which is quite like "the wise man seeks power inwardly".

    "Let''s see if the book in the so-called Knowledge Athenaeum can bring me something," Cyrus said softly. But his eyebrows immediately stood up.

    The Athenaeum is located in Hogwarts. He finally escaped from that place, but he didn''t expect that he would have to go back now.

    Going back is not difficult, but how to avoid being discovered is difficult.

    ''Dumbledore''s spies and the Marauder''s Map are both troublesome.''

    "There should be a way to block the traces on the Marauder''s Map." He thought about it.

    So far, no one has ever done this. Dumbledore has no need to do this, and Voldemort doesn''t even know the existence of this map. But Cyrus feels that he should give it a try.

    He has studied the principle of the Marauder''s Map before. The map is a bit old. It is not just the product of the four troublemakers. It seems that they have modified it according to something. The main magic of the map is still the human trace spell and the contract with Hogwarts.

    Breaking the human trace spell is easy, but the contract is the most difficult to break.

    Most of the contract magic in the HP world has very powerful magic. Take the Fidelius Charm for example. Even the greatest wizards find it difficult to break the Fidelius Charm cast by an ordinary wizard.

    Dumbledore had already made many calculations to break the blood pact, but he finally succeeded in breaking it because of a bug.

    "It would be great if I could find a way to get the map." Cyrus thought.

    He didn''t know whether the map was now in the hands of the twins or confiscated by Dumbledore, but from the tone of Dumbledore''s words at the time, he might have planned to return it to them.

    Then, a huge and ferocious head pierced out from the thick smoke and dust, with bloody fangs bared and spitting out hot flames!

    The flames instantly flooded the entire secret vault like a torrent, and even the figure of Cyrus himself disappeared in the flames.

    It was another fire dragon, and it was very old. So much so that its scales looked a little loose, and it was white like an old man''s hair. Its eyes were also turbid, but the temperature of the flames was extremely terrifying!

    Along with this fire dragon, there were also goblins rushing into the secret vault.

    However, they did not rush in with weapons, but were pierced through the chest by the fire dragon''s claws and their bodies were crushed by its fangs, and smashed in in a tragic way.

    The goblin who was not yet dead was still hanging on the fire dragon''s outstretched bat wings.

    The blood dyed its pale wings red!

    A young wizard walked out of the flames.

    He held his wand elegantly and looked at the dragon with an arrogant expression, as if he was looking at a lowly beast.

    "If I had known that there was a dragon in Gringotts, I wouldn''t have bothered to go to Knockturn Alley to buy dragon blood."

    It was Voldemort!

    Although Voldemort had attacked Gringotts two years ago, Vault 713 which had the stone was too far away from the dragon, and he didn''t even know that there was a dragon in Gringotts.

    After the mad dragon rushed into Vault 12, it rampaged into this "small" space. The dragon''s flames were enough to rival the Fiendfyre, and it kept burning without stopping for a moment.

    It was covered in wounds, after a roar it raised its head and let out a shrill roar.

    "Be quiet, beast!" Voldemort swung his wand coldly, and a black iron chain covered with thorns sprang out from the tip of the wand, and whipped the dragon hard!

    The dragon was in pain and should have fallen into a more terrifying madness. But facing Voldemort, it shrank in fear and let out a low wail.

    Voldemort laughed coldly. His expression was not smug, but it was full of arrogance. He ignored the bowing dragon and looked into the fire.

    "Come out, Tom Riddle, or -

    "Cyrus."

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