Chapter 82: I’m not Tom.

    "Ah, that would be a hassle. You see.. I don''t want to go to Azkaban at all, Dumbledore."

    Cyrus figured out Dumbledore''s psychology, and he seemed to have great confidence at the moment. But it''s no wonder that Cyrus''s magic power at this moment is about the same as that of Voldemort when he just graduated and is far behind Dumbledore who has the Elder Wand.

    This old man may have seen through his own strength the moment they fought.

    Now, taking advantage of Dumbledore''s self-confidence may be the only possibility for him to escape.

    He simply stopped attacking and lowered his hands, which made Dumbledore couldn''t help but raise his eyebrows: "What tricks are you trying to do again, Tom?"

    His tone was very frivolous, and the atmosphere between the two people was not at all as tense as before. It was as if he was not facing an enemy who planned to kill each other, but a naughty but naive and ignorant bad student."

    "I just want to know."

    Cyrus took out the Marauder''s Map and rubbed his fingers on the empty parchment: "This is indeed a very powerful magic item, isn''t it?"

    "I solemnly swear that I''m up to no good."

    He picked up the wand and tapped it lightly on the parchment. Many words and pictures immediately appeared on the parchment.

    Dumbledore was attracted by his actions. His beautiful blue eyes were staring at the Marauder''s Map. He probably knew what the other party''s doubts were.

    "So, sometimes, we have to admit that young people always have more wonderful ideas and can do things that we cannot do." He said with a smile while seeing the magic of the map while passing the past troublemakers with a sense of longing...

    "Just answer me one thing -" Cyrus looked directly at Dumbledore, "How did you manage to appear in the principal''s office and in front of me at the same time?"

    "It''s easy, Tom, you just need a little help." Dumbledore calmly took out a golden pendant from his robe. It was a ring-shaped thing with a small hourglass in the middle.

    ——Time turner!

    Now the truth is revealed.

    Dumbledore used a time-turner so he could be in two places at the same time. As for how to accurately know which secret passage he would choose to leave through, I''m afraid it''s not accidental. Dumbledore has the time and energy to try one by one.

    No matter which secret path Cyrus took tonight, this old man who is good at planning will appear in front of him.

    Cyrus felt suddenly desperate.

    He grabbed Cyrus back from the sky in one fell swoop.

    Before Cyrus could fall to the ground in embarrassment, Dumbledore immediately added a restraining spell.

    Then, he made a rooster out of mud. The rooster immediately crowed in the process of being frightened. This crow made the blind basilisk completely crazy. It was festering all over, and the flesh and blood in its body seemed to be melting, turning into some kind of poisonous thick water that gave off a foul odor.

    However, its skeleton and snakeskin were well preserved.

    Green scales glowing with colorful light hung loosely on the winding snake bones, and disgusting thick water flowed from its empty eye sockets.

    Dumbledore avoided the foul smell and slowly walked up to Cyrus.

    "To be honest, Tom, you were a bit beyond my expectations tonight. I thought your strength would be stronger. It seems that you have only returned to the level you were in school." He said while taking it from Cyrus''s arms. Out came a diary and a crown.

    Judging from today''s competition, Cyrus''s magic is at best only at the level of the Housemasters of Hogwarts and may be comparable to Snape, who can use black magic at will. Of course, there are not many wizards who can reach this level, but compared with the strength of the Dark Lord more than ten years ago, it is not worth mentioning.

    At least Dumbledore didn''t expend much energy in subduing him.

    Cyrus was not worried or nervous at all now. Losing was normal. Who asked his opponent to be Dumbledore?

    The only person the Dark Lord feared.

    "Haah, I guess I have to tell you the truth as I really don''t want to go to Azkaban... The thing is... I''m not Tom nor Voldemort either"

    Dumbledore''s brows furrowed hearing this.

    "My real name is Cyrus and I''m not from this world."

    He didn''t expect Dumbledore to believe that he was not Riddle himself. However, he was finally resurrected and gained a new life. How could he be willing to live inside Azkaban under someone else''s name?

    Now, Dumbledore looks confused.

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    A/N: Now let''s see what the Old Bee does after finding out the truth! The suspense is too much right?

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