If the Pavilion of Knowledge was so easy to find, it couldn't have been hidden in Hogwarts for so long.

He had long been prepared for a protracted war. During this period, he turned the Room of Requirement into his bedroom. He could live here before finding the Pavilion of Knowledge.

His "loyal" servant, Lucius Malfoy, sent Cyrus Dobby, a somewhat rebellious house-elf.

He was already carrying out the tasks that Lucius had been assigned to do. Dobby would bring Cyrus the daily Prophet and some work reports from Malfoy every day.

Lucius was very active in this matter, and Cyrus even suspected that his enthusiasm was even greater than when he was domineering under Voldemort.

But it's no wonder, the Malfoy family is famous for being good at changing their attitude according to the situation. Before the Statute of Secrecy was enacted, they didn't care about cooperating with Muggles at all. After the Statute of Secrecy was enacted, they immediately cut off their relationship with Muggles. In the final analysis, he is concerned about the interests of the family.

And if Cyrus' plan against goblins and Gringotts succeeds, the Malfoy family will naturally become the most powerful family in the British wizarding world!

At that time, the so-called 28 holy pure-blood families would be nothing more than a ridiculous joke in his eyes.

Now, Malfoy has taken all his wealth out of Gringotts, and then bribed various newspapers to start a public opinion attack on Gringotts.

Of course, he is not fighting alone.

In Britain, in addition to the 28 holy pure-blood families, there are many other pure-blood families. They are not as well-established as Malfoy or Black, but they have also accumulated a lot of wealth. The first two families to support Lucius were the Goyle and Crabbe families.

They have been followers of the Malfoy family for a long time.

Cyrus was relieved to let Malfoy do this. He only needed to pay a little attention to the movements. Controlling the wizard economy is a long-term plan. At present, improving strength is the most important thing. In addition to looking for the Pavilion of Knowledge, Cyrus is also studying the magic props he currently has.

The Golden Cup, the Crown, the Resurrection Stone, and the Time-Turner.

There is nothing much to say about the Gaunt family ring, which is more of a commemorative thing, but the gold cup and crown are different. The gold cup left by Hufflepuff obviously contains some powerful ancient magic. This magic even violates the Gamp Transfiguration Law.

You should know that Gamp's Law of Transfiguration is almost equivalent to the law of gravity in the magical world.

Such a magic item, even if it has no offensive power, is extremely valuable. But Voldemort, a brainless idiot, actually made it into a Horcrux...

Cyrus took out the golden cup and placed it on a table.

Without disturbing the fragments of Voldemort's soul in the cup, he picked up his wand and tapped lightly on the edge of the cup.

"bite--"

A crisp sound immediately echoed.

"I want a glass of pumpkin juice."

Spring water immediately gushed out of the empty cup, but this water was orange and exuded the sweet fragrance of pumpkin.

Conjuring a cup of pumpkin juice can actually be done with a summoning spell. However, the summoning spell requires the caster to know the location of the food in advance before summoning it. But Cyrus can clearly see that the magic in the golden cup is not summoning.

It literally created something out of nothing and turned it into a glass of pumpkin juice.

The pumpkin juice gave off an enticing aroma, but Cyrus didn't dare drink a sip.

Cyrus felt a little disgusted that the food came from a cup that housed Voldemort's soul, even though there was actually nothing wrong with it.

After finishing the experiment on the food, Cyrus poured out the pumpkin juice in the cup and continued to tap the wall of the cup with his wand.

"Give me a cup of—" he paused, "Felix Felicis."

The golden cup began to surge again, and this time, a large cup of golden, crystal clear potion gushed out of it!

Cyrus had used Felicis Felix not long ago, so he recognized it, but he had only a few drops of Felicis Felix at the time.

But at this moment, there was a full cup in front of Cyrus!

"I didn't expect that even the Felicity Potion could be conjured up."

He raised the cup, and the overflowing golden potion immediately swayed around and fell on the table. If people knew about such a wasteful behavior, they would definitely curse him! The value of one or two drops of such a precious potion is unimaginable, not to mention that Cyrus spilled so much at this moment.

It can be said that if there was a random person who knew what was going on, he would probably rush to the table and lick up the spilled Felixir without caring about his face...

But in fact, the fomentin has side effects, and drinking one or two drops at a time is almost the limit.

If you really drink a whole cup of Felixir in one gulp, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

After pouring out the Felicis with regret, Cyrus made one last attempt.

He solemnly placed his wand against the edge of the golden cup: "Give me a cup of elixir of immortality."

This time, Jinbei did not react at all.

Come to think of it, even if it is a golden cup, it is impossible to produce something it has never seen before out of thin air. But what if you pour the elixir of immortality into it on your own initiative?

Can Jinbei replicate the elixir of immortality infinitely?

Cyrus did what he said. He cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the golden cup.

He was resurrected with the help of the Philosopher's Stone. It can be said that the Philosopher's Stone is his heart. Every beat of his heart is the pulse of life, and every drop of his blood has unparalleled vitality!

His blood itself is the elixir of immortality!

When the blood, which looked like a red gem, touched the wall of the golden cup, it immediately overflowed like a gushing spring. In an instant, the scarlet blood filled the golden cup! The blood-colored potion exuded a rich life force.

Cyrus felt that he needed to find a few guinea pigs to try out the medicine, to see if the potion made from the golden cup that had been made into a Horcrux was still drinkable. If not - then he would have to disguise himself as Tom Riddle again.

"The magic contained in the golden cup is indeed ancient magic, and it is much more advanced than ordinary ancient magic." Cyrus put down the golden cup.

In front of him, an old, yellow rat with dry hair was soaked in the bloody potion.

This precious potion, which can be called the wine of eternal life, was used by Cyrus as a test subject.

The mouse lying in the elixir of life was summoned by the Room of Requirement. As long as it was something in Hogwarts Castle and was not subject to special magical protection, the Room of Requirement could bring it to Cyrus.

Rats are not a rare sight at Hogwarts. The basilisk coiled in the pipes has survived on eating rats for thousands of years.

The rat, which was dying of old age, seemed to have changed in appearance after being immersed in the golden cup by Cyrus.

Its hair was no longer dry, its thin body seemed to become plump, and its eyes, which had turned white due to old age, became black again! This was almost a reversal of the magic of time. Immortality not only extended the life of the mouse, but even made it younger!

Cyrus didn't find it strange. The same potion had different effects on different species. For lower-level creatures like mice, the effect of the immortality potion would naturally be more significant.

More advanced life forms, especially magical creatures, have a certain resistance to magic.

Strong magic resistance not only weakens the magic effect of the enemy, but also weakens the efficacy of the potion. The elixir that can make mice return to youth, after being used on wizards, may only be used to prolong the wizard's lifespan, and it is difficult to reverse the wizard's physical condition.

This is why, although Nick Flamel has lived a long life, his body has continued to age.

This was something Sellers had anticipated from the beginning, and the experiment he conducted was not to confirm this, but for another purpose.

He quietly watched the mouse that seemed to be reborn from the blood, watching it regain its vitality, walk out of the blood, and drag a blood trail on the table. The mouse stood up and looked around vigilantly, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

"Completely resurrected?"

Cyrus was a little surprised. He thought that the things that came out of the golden cup would be contaminated by Voldemort's soul.

It curled up its body and struggled in pain on the table, as if countless people had cast the Cruciatus Curse on it with magic wands.

Then, a terrible black air immediately enveloped it.

The mouse suddenly stopped moving.

Cyrus took a half step back and stared at the black energy.

This was obviously a powerful and vicious curse. It did not take the mouse's life, but made its life worse than death.

Pain was only one aspect, he could see that the life of this mouse had been cursed, becoming a half-dead, half-alive thing.

At the same time, the originally bright red blood in the golden cup seemed to have oxidized, becoming dull and gray, as if mixed with a deadly poison, and turned into foul-smelling mud.

At this moment, the mouse stood up again, as if the pain just now was false, but in fact, its skin began to fester in an instant, and the hair that had become soft withered and fell off, emitting a rotten smell.

It's like a zombie that is dead but still conscious and acting according to instinct.

"Pathetic thing."

This is no longer alive, but it is not completely dead either.

A burst of fire emanated from Cyrus' wand, burning it to ashes.

Just as he had guessed before, the things that the golden cup turned out could no longer be used. Voldemort's soul had cursed the golden cup recklessly. I'm afraid that anyone who ate the food that turned out of the golden cup would end up like the mouse.

And those lives cursed by him will eventually become his nourishment.

But Cyrus still cursed Voldemort again.

This guy is simply a destroyer of cultural relics. So many good things have been ruined by him.

It would be fine if Voldemort made Horcruxes, but he had to choose these powerful magic props to make them just to satisfy his almost perverted collecting habit. But in fact, whether it is a gold cup Horcrux or a diary Horcrux, there is no difference between them in essence.

Horcruxes are not picky about the materials they are made of, just like a door key, even a small stone on the roadside can be used as a container. What is important from beginning to end is only the fragments of the split soul, not the container.

If it were Cyrus, if he planned to make a Horcrux, he would definitely choose a phoenix or a Dementor.

Think about it, an immortal Horcrux is the safest option! "What a pity for the golden cup."

Something that could have produced an unlimited supply of elixir of life—

Cyrus sighed. He had thought about copying the magic in the golden cup and making a new one himself, but it was not that simple. The magic on the golden cup was ancient magic, and it was very profound.

Although he did have the talent to learn ancient magic, this was just a prerequisite, like a key that allowed Cyrus to enter the door of ancient magic, but it was not certain how much ancient magic he could actually master.

All students at Hogwarts have wizarding talent, but not everyone can become a master in every field.

Potions, spells, transfiguration, alchemy...

To be able to achieve something in one of these areas is already an extraordinary talent; more students are mediocre. In fact, mediocrity is the norm.

The ancient magic on the golden cup was obviously very advanced and was beyond what Cyrus could master now.

"Actually, the golden cup is not completely useless." Cyrus pinched his chin and thought, "At least, if I want to poison someone, I don't have to bother making a potion..."

"Or, can I find a way to remove the fragment of the soul in the golden cup?"

The idea of ​​taking out Voldemort's soul and restoring the golden cup to its original appearance was like a magical seed. After being planted, it immediately grew into a towering tree in Cyrus' mind.

Not only for the magic of the golden cup, but studying Horcruxes was actually very important to him.

Cyrus is now unsure whether he is still Voldemort's Horcrux. Although his soul should no longer be as fragmented as Voldemort's, theoretically the connection between him and Voldemort should have been severed.

But what if? No one can be sure about matters of the soul.

Cyrus felt that he should at least make plans in advance. If one day he found that the soul in the diary was still haunting his mind, he would have to have the ability to cut it out.

However, you cannot use the gold cup for experiments. If it fails and the gold cup is destroyed, it would be a waste of time and effort.

Cyrus put away the golden cup and took out the Gaunt family ring.

He had already taken the resurrection stone off the ring. As for the ring itself, it actually had no special use. It could only symbolize Gaunt's identity. Cyrus would not feel bad even if such a thing was destroyed in the end.

"The creation of a Horcrux requires the splitting of the soul, and splitting the soul requires murder. According to the records in "Advanced Black Magic", conversely, the only way to reunite the split soul is to repent..."

Cyrus felt a little unreliable.

Not to mention that it was Voldemort who killed people, why should I confess for him? Even if I really confessed, it would probably be useless, because they are not the same person after all.

It is even more ridiculous to ask Voldemort to repent. If he could repent, he would not be Voldemort.

"I still have to think of another way." Cyrus thought, "After all, the soul in the Horcrux is an alien thing, and it is impossible for it to be completely compatible with the container itself. It would be great if we could take it out of the container, or... lure it out on its own?"

Just like after he was resurrected from the diary, the diary was no longer a Horcrux. If the soul in the ring was also resurrected, would the ring no longer be a Horcrux? However...

Helping Voldemort to resurrect? Cyrus had never thought of doing this.

He had a better idea - it just so happened that the golden cup could now spew out an endless supply of "elixir of immortality".

Cyrus set his attention on the gold cup.

Since Voldemort himself had contaminated the golden cup, he should be made to taste the curse! Cyrus threw the ring into the mud that overflowed from the golden cup, and the ring seemed to sink into the quagmire.

After a moment, the dark sludge began to boil, emitting sticky bubbles, and then exploded. The splashing sludge fell onto the table and immediately corroded a hole in it.

Cyrus was horrified by what he saw. At this moment, a thick black gas surged up, like the poisonous smoke that came out after burning hazardous waste.

The black gas slowly formed a half-real and half-virtual shape in front of Cyrus' eyes - a Voldemort whose face had not yet been distorted.

"you--"

Seeing Cyrus, he seemed a little surprised, as if he couldn't figure out why the person appearing in front of him was actually "himself", and in such a distant look.

"What happened back then? What magical power does that child have?"

Like the other Horcruxes, the soul in the ring was severed from Voldemort that night.

This soul had also felt the fear and anger of the original body. Now seeing Cyrus, he hoped to know what happened that year, and he wanted to know what kind of Cyrus was standing in front of him now.

However, Cyrus had no intention of talking to him.

He had bewitched the crown before because he needed the power of the crown, but there was no need to say anything more about the soul in the ring.

He looked coldly and picked up the wand directly.

(End of this chapter)