"Kill you, and both the ring and the golden cup will be mine!"

Voldemort's face was full of arrogance. It seemed that Lanlock's talent and the goblin armor gave him great confidence.

Of course, in reality, Voldemort is indeed stronger at this moment than when he was in Gringotts.

However, Cyrus also noticed that even though Lanlock's body had the talent for ancient magic and the mithril enhanced the magic strength, his power was still not as strong as that of the Voldemort who had never died.

Although the special magical powers that can cast ancient magic can greatly enhance the magic itself and even break the rules of modern magic, this does not mean that people who master ancient magic are necessarily stronger than modern wizards.

The magic power of each wizard is different.

People like Voldemort and Dumbledore are absolute geniuses even in the entire history of wizards!

"Kill me? Just because you changed your body, you think you can do it?"

Cyrus has also been feeling the echoes of ancient magic these past few days, and the strength of his magic has also increased, plus after swallowing Voldemort's soul fragments, his magical power has also increased to a considerable extent.

Voldemort is, after all, just a defeated general. What is there to be afraid of?

This time he did not wait for Voldemort to make a move. He took the initiative to take a step forward and shot out a black spell from his wand.

Voldemort relied on the defensive power of the goblin armor and did not dodge at all, and directly smashed the spell with his claws. Then, he clasped his two huge palms together, and the bloody black gas condensed in his palms. The next moment -

The black fog pounced like a python! Cyrus' amber eyes emitted lightning, and the lightning instantly shattered the python.

The damp thunderclouds continued to spread in the narrow space, forming a huge vortex that enveloped both Cyrus and Voldemort.

In the dark thunderclouds, only lightning and those golden eyes were still shining!

The web of lightning enveloped Voldemort, and the lightning snakes screamed and pierced the rock! The sharp explosions tore through the air, and the lightning flashed -

The endless thunderstorm engulfed Voldemort in an instant. The electric current was like a dense rainstorm, constantly hitting his armor, and the piercing thunder was endless! Voldemort stood in the lightning with difficulty. The magic defense of the goblin armor blocked most of the lightning, but the impact of the current was not so easy to offset. He felt like he was standing in a raging torrent, and the oncoming attack made it difficult for him to even raise his arms!

More importantly, the lightning was like a swarm of rampaging snakes that could penetrate any hole. In the blink of an eye, they penetrated through the gaps in his armor and tore at his flesh.

Although Voldemort was using Lanlock's body at the moment, he was controlling it himself after all, so naturally only he could feel the pain.

"ah--"

A rough roar emanated from the goblin's throat, and scarlet black smoke swirled around Lanlock, shaking off the lightning and forming a vacuum zone around Voldemort. The ground beneath his feet shattered, and his hands, like a cattail leaf fan, flapped, and magic lingered at his fingertips!

All of a sudden, the ground of the Qiuzhi Pavilion began to rise! The earth was torn apart like a river surface that had been roasted by the scorching sun for several months. The broken rocks seemed to come alive and turned into surging waves of mud!

Then the huge waves became a group of wild beasts.

Voldemort performed this Transfiguration very skillfully. The beasts tore through the thunderclouds and were shattered in the dense web of lightning and thunder, but they continued to rush forward.

Cyrus looked solemn, and under his spell, the lightning turned into thunder beasts and fought with them!

They are almost evenly matched. Lanlock's power far exceeds that of ordinary dark wizards, not to mention the assistance of the goblin armor. Voldemort is much stronger than before in Gringotts!

At this moment, there was no intact piece of ground in the Pavilion of Knowledge. The spells cast by the two people had bombed the entire room into ruins.

If it weren't for the fact that Hogwarts was above the Pavilion of Knowledge and the castle itself was protected by a spell, I'm afraid this place would have collapsed just like the underground caves of Gringotts! Cyrus thrust out the lightning spear with one hand and held the scarlet flame with the other. The flame was like magma, but even hotter!

Boom!!! The flames exploded instantly! Instantly, all the spells in the entire Seeking Knowledge Pavilion were shattered by the flames! After the remaining fire in the darkness, which was like the setting sun, burned out, it fell into silence again. Only tiny electric currents and sparks were still flickering like fireflies, as if returning to the summer night in an instant.

However, this night was not refreshing.

The air in the Qiuzhi Pavilion was extremely dry at the moment. Even breathing felt like choking on hot smoke, as if swallowing the hot sand in the desert into the throat.

“Ahem—”

Voldemort choked a few times in pain. The moment the fire spell broke out, he didn't even care about his decency. Although he was not injured at this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Clean it up."

He cast a spell so that he would not look like an African native. When his scarlet eyes looked at Cyrus again, he found that the other party was holding the magic wand and looking at him proudly.

"That's it? The famous Dark Lord is just this?"

But in fact his condition is not so optimistic.

After the powerful spell erupted, his soul seemed to have some problems. The fragment of the soul in the ring had just been absorbed by him and had not been completely digested. The remaining will of Voldemort was fighting in the depths of his soul.

Willpower is the key to a wizard's ability to cast spells normally. Now there is another consciousness in Cyrus' mind that is resisting. Although it is very weak and far from being able to control Cyrus, even a gentle whisper of instigation is enough to affect the situation in a fierce battle and even become a fatal weakness.

"Tsk!" Cyrus said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

In fact, it would only take some time for him to completely digest the fragment of his soul, but now was obviously not the right time.

Cyrus calmed down. The most important thing now was not to let Voldemort notice the problem!

"There's no point in fighting like this. You're no match for me now, and I know you're immortal. What's more, Cyrus said softly. At the same time, he looked up. "You don't want to attract Dumbledore's attention, do you?"

Voldemort was silent.

"Again, why don't we make a deal?"

Cyrus smiled and took out a broken ring.

After a subtle rubbing in his hand, the ring instantly became as good as new.

"Use this Horcrux in exchange for the magic book you just got."

The silver ring flickered in Cyrus's hand. In this dark cave, Voldemort couldn't see it clearly from a distance of more than ten meters. But he was sure that this was the Gaunt family ring, and also his Horcrux! He hesitated.

He didn't know Cyrus's current condition, but he was shocked by the power of the spell Cyrus had just cast!

The flame was probably evolved from the Fiendfyre, and it was probably also infused with the power of ancient magic. After blending with lightning, its destructive power was even stronger. He agreed with one point Cyrus said. There was nothing good to be gained by continuing to tangle with him, especially since Dumbledore, the old immortal, was right above his head.

And Cyrus was determined to get the book, and if he didn't hand it over, Voldemort would not let him leave so easily.

The location of the Learning Pavilion still belongs to Hogwarts, where Apparition is not allowed, and Cyrus has blocked the only exit. Unless he gives up Lanlock's body, he can't leave at all.

But he still has use for this body.

Although Lanlock was a goblin that he looked down upon, his magical power exceeded that of most wizards. Before he was completely resurrected, Voldemort was reluctant to lose this body. Even after his resurrection, he needed to study this body so that he could also have the talent of ancient magic after his resurrection.

It can be said that compared to the book that may record ancient magic, Lanlock's body is more important to Voldemort.

This is his key to mastering ancient magic.

Voldemort's scarlet eyes flashed with greed, and he slowly stretched out two fingers that were like twisted branches:

"Not only the ring, but also the golden cup! Exchange the two Horcruxes with me!"

Since we want to exchange, how can we just take one Horcrux? Voldemort doesn't want his lifeblood to be in the hands of others. He wants both the cup and the ring! Hand over the cup?

Cyrus pondered for a moment. The cup was different from the crown. It would not be of any use to him for the time being. Even if he handed it over, he would not lose anything. Voldemort could not destroy the cup anyway, so he could find a way to get it back later.

But after a brief thought, he still did not agree to Voldemort's request.

If the cup was given to Voldemort, it would be difficult to find it again. Having already lost his Horcrux once, Voldemort would definitely store it in a place where no one could find it, or even throw it into the sea.

He didn't want to face a Voldemort who could never be killed.

"Only the ring!"

Cyrus said without letting anyone know.

Although he was not in good condition at the moment, he still acted very strong, and only in this way could Voldemort not understand his current condition. Of course, Cyrus was not taking risks without any confidence, and in the worst case, he was also sure to get out of it unscathed.

The so-called worst refers to the fact that Voldemort and Dumbledore joined forces to kill him.

And this is obviously impossible.

Happy New Year! I wish you all a prosperous 2024! The rest of the chapters are still on Maou 　　 　 (end of this chapter)