Chapter 187 Announce My Arrival to the World

All the glory bowed down before Cyrus!

The old headmaster of Ilvermorny was stunned, and the other professors and young wizards also stared at this scene blankly, as if they were in a dream that they couldn't wake up from.

The four statues in the school would only move when the young wizards entered the school, but it was just a cold howl, or the gems on the foreheads shone.

But now, they left the castle and lowered their proud heads to the blond wizard!

Even the school itself was bowing to Cyrus.

This was something that had never happened in the three hundred years since Ilvermorny was founded.

"He has the blood of the founder, holding a snakewood wand in his hand, and the patron saints of the four colleges also surrendered to him. He can even turn himself into a thunderbird..."

In the infinite silence, a student spoke blankly, and he almost said the voice of everyone present.

"I can't think of any reason not to let him take over the position of headmaster."

Perhaps the only thing that can be used to refute is that Cyrus has no prestige among students and teachers.

He was just a wizard who suddenly appeared. Even if he could legitimately inherit Ilvermorny, it would be difficult for professors and students who had lived here for many years to accept it.

But Boot gave in.

He was the descendant of the two children adopted by Isolt. Now the real heir of the castle appeared here. His inner justice did not allow him to make greedy thoughts. In addition, he was also worried that if Cyrus was annoyed, would the students and professors in the school be in danger?

He knew better than anyone the horror of a powerful wizard. On the other side of the earth, the Dark Lord Voldemort almost made the whole of Britain fall!

This was still the case with Dumbledore.

"I think you have enough ability to be the principal, sir. The school recognizes you, and I believe that the professors and students will also realize that you have extraordinary power." Old Boot said.

"Principal!" Fontana shouted anxiously.

He was not anxious because he missed the position of the next principal. He was just worried about the school and those children.

Judging from the news in the UK, Cyrus is a dangerous person!

Boot raised a hand, signaling Fontana not to continue.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Boot." Cyrus said softly.

However, Boot paused, and his old body suddenly became tough, like a dying ocelot who stood up with every hair on his body!

"But I hope you can agree to some conditions for me, otherwise, I would rather die than hand over the school!"

He stared at Cyrus, as if he was ready to pounce on Cyrus and bite off Cyrus' throat at any time!

Cyrus didn't care about it.

Why should we take the threat of ants seriously?

"I want you to promise that when you become the principal, the school must be the same as before, and every little wizard must receive their education as before."

"Of course!" Cyrus nodded.

"Second, I want you to promise not to hurt any student!"

"Of course!" Cyrus nodded. He first affirmed Boot, and then said, "I think you misunderstood me, Mr. Boot. I am not here to destroy Ilvermorny, but to lead it and all the students of Ilvermorny to glory and honor!"

Slytherin people always care about glory.

But in fact, glory is common.

Reputation and status are glory, brave conquest and adventure are glory, wisdom and knowledge are glory, loyalty and integrity are also glory!

"If you are worried, I can make an unbreakable oath with you." Cyrus said.

But Boot shook his head.

"I believe you, sir." He smiled, as if he had unloaded all the burdens at once and became much more relaxed, "As long as you can remember, this is not power, but responsibility!"

"Then I'll take my leave." Boot was very straightforward, and he even planned to leave Ilvermorny immediately.

But Cyrus stopped him.

"Why are you in such a hurry to retire, Mr. Boot?" Cyrus asked softly, "To be honest, my experience in education is limited to one-on-one tutoring. Why don't you stay and help me? The position of vice principal can be reserved for you."

It must be said that Cyrus does not have any talent for teachers. Neither Bella nor anyone else is suitable to be a teacher. Compared with serious magic, they have a deeper study of black magic and are more extreme when dealing with things.

Keeping this group of professors in Ilvermorny can also calm the students' emotions.

More importantly, the professors working in Ilvermorny actually come from three different countries, have a wide network of contacts, and are all leaders in the North American magic world. Cyrus also wants to recruit them as his subordinates.

Bout did not expect that he could stay and work, but this is more to his liking.

He is also more at ease staying in the school.

The other deans did have some opinions, but no one raised them. They all understood that things had reached this point and it was no longer something they could solve with their opposition. Butt, the principal, voluntarily gave up his position, and the school also recognized the legitimacy of Cyrus. Even if all the directors objected, it was already a foregone conclusion.

Unless the directors had the courage to rebuild a school.

Fortunately, Cyrus did not seem to make any drastic reforms to Ilvermorny. In fact, in the few days since Cyrus took over the position of principal, Ilvermorny has not changed at all, except for one thing——

Agilbert still felt confused when he recalled it.

It was the morning of the third day after Cyrus became the principal. He summoned all the students. Thousands of people stood in the circular hall of the castle auditorium. Under the gaze of the four patron saint statues, Cyrus stood in the center of the auditorium with the snakewood wand, standing under the octagonal Gordian knot, as if standing at the center of the world.

In addition to understanding the principal's affairs, Cyrus often wandered around Ilvermorny these days, attracting the curious and awe-inspiring eyes of the students.

Except for the girls' bathroom and the girls' dormitory, the little wizards in the school could see Cyrus' golden shadow in any position.

Not many people dared to approach him, and some people planned to make trouble, but when those people stood in front of Cyrus, they immediately lost the courage to take out their wands. From the beginning to the end, Cyrus did not make any plans to punish them.

Until today, all the students held their breath and looked down from the high hollow terrace. They stood high, but they were more like tiny admirers.

Like the sacred mortals under the towering mountains.

No one dared to breathe loudly, fearing that the slightest movement would anger the gods.

Cyrus really looked like a god.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen." He raised his chin, and his red-gold eyes reflected the faces of every wizard gathered here. "I think you almost know me - Cyrus - your new principal."

He made a simple introduction without any extra words.

Thousands of people lowered their heads and listened to his motto.

"I don't like nonsense very much. I'm taking up a little of your time today just to announce something." He looked at the students and got a response from the students.

They were all worried that Cyrus would propose something that they could not accept, such as adding hundreds of school rules - it is said that some people like to do this to show their authority after taking office.

But obviously, they were worried.

Cyrus did not keep them in suspense. He said loudly: "In about a few months, I will select a group of warriors to go to England with me to participate in a warrior selection competition at Hogwarts."

This news immediately stunned everyone.

The originally quiet crowd finally couldn't help but become noisy. The young wizards were puzzled and whispered to each other, obviously not understanding why Cyrus made such a decision.

"Sorry, are you talking about the Triwizard Tournament?" Fontana was also in the crowd. He obviously heard some gossip and knew that Dumbledore would restart the Triwizard Tournament.

But looking at history, this competition has nothing to do with Ilvermorny.

It is better to say that the history of the Triwizard Tournament is longer than that of Ilvermorny. When Ilvermorny began to develop, the Triwizard Tournament had already been discontinued.

"Yes."

Cyrus nodded to him confidently.

In fact, Fontana had no other emotions except a little surprise about the news. In fact, this is a good academic exchange activity. It is also a good experience for Ilvermorny students to meet elite students from other international schools.

Although Hogwarts has not been ranked high among more than a dozen international schools in recent years, it is still a well-established and famous school.

In addition, Durmstrang has also cultivated Grindelwald, and Bubbaston also has powerful wizards such as Nicola Flamel who have left their names in history.

In this regard, the young wizards are very excited, and not many people can resist the temptation of becoming famous at a young age. If the scale of the Triwizard Tournament is expanded, once they win, fame and reputation will come.

Of course, there are deeper reasons.

This is what Fontana learned later.

"This is also what the Magic Congress meant. I believe you have heard about the death of the dark wizard Grindelwald in the collapsed Nurmengard." Cyrus explained to the professors in the circular conference room.

Of course, this was actually just his excuse. The Magic Congress had no intention of paying attention to this matter. It was Cyrus who deliberately facilitated this matter in order to further expand the international attention of the Triwizard Tournament.

He wanted to defeat Dumbledore in front of the world and announce his arrival to the world!

"Of course, they also found his body."

"Do you think the body belongs to Grindelwald?" Cyrus looked at them with a slight smile on his face.

He actually didn't understand how they could be so naive in this magical world? If Bella hadn't reminded the Magic Congress, none of the important members of the Congress would have thought of this.

"What do you mean?"

"Compound potion." Cyrus said.

At this moment, everyone was enlightened.

"Not long ago, Durmstrang replaced a new headmaster named Vida Rozier," Cyrus said. He looked at the older Booth, and sure enough, the old wizard showed a surprised expression on his face.

Others also understood what Cyrus meant.

"If Grindelwald is still alive, he will most likely follow the school team to Hogwarts. Perhaps he is still upset about being defeated by Dumbledore and plans to kill Dumbledore secretly?" The dark-skinned witch said with a worried look on her face.

Her name is Yael Picquery, a descendant of Seraphina Picquery, who once stopped the Witch Party.

"Dumbledore and Grindelwald, one of the two most powerful wizards in the world, it would be very dangerous if they met!" She was worried.

But Cyrus corrected her with a smile.

"Not two, but three!"

——

"Actually, four!"

A sharp voice came from the darkness.

Barty Crouch Jr. was surrounded by dozens of people, and suddenly opened his snake-like eyes.

"I'm glad that it only took us three days to completely occupy the French Ministry of Magic." "Barty Crouch Jr." said. Of course, it would be more appropriate to call him Voldemort at this moment.

Since the end of that battle, Voldemort's soul once again separated from the dead body. This time he had no choice but to occupy the body of the most loyal Barty Crouch Jr.

After that, he did not choose to stay in the UK, but went to France.

This was a decision he had made when he used the body of old Barty. He wanted to make France his base.

To be honest, everything went smoothly. He and his servants took control of the French Ministry of Magic in just three days. Some officials were controlled by them under the Imperius Curse, but more Death Eaters changed their appearance and directly mixed into the Ministry of Magic.

Now, the unusual headmistress of Bubbleston also stepped down under his operation.

This was not so easy, but it happened that Voldemort saw the secret of Ms. Maxime at a glance. Who made him happen to know a "friend" who was also a big guy!

But the short-lived victory did not really make him feel so happy.

What Voldemort faced was one difficulty after another.

The most terrible thing was that he had completely lost the basis for resurrection now.

The Horcrux resurrection ritual requires blood, flesh and bones. But now he has lost his father's bones forever. That night, Cyrus burned old Tom Riddle's body to ashes.

But Voldemort did not completely lose confidence.

He thought of another way to resurrect, which required a little risk, but it was worth a try.

If successful, he would not only be able to be completely resurrected, but also return to this world in a complete and even more powerful posture!

"I warn you, before I come back, everything must be arranged by Barty."

"Don't let me down again!"

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