All glory bows down before Cyrus!
The old headmaster of Ilvermorny was stunned, and the other professors and young wizards also stared at the scene blankly, as if they were in a dream from which they could not wake up.
The four statues in the school would only move when the little wizards were admitted to the new house, but it would only be a cold howl or the gems on their foreheads would emit light.
But now, they left the castle and lowered their proud heads to the blond wizard!
Even the school itself is bowing to Cyrus.
This was something that had never happened in Ilvermorny's three hundred years of existence.
"He has the blood of the founder, holds a snakewood wand in his hand, and the patron saints of the four schools also submit to him. He can even transform himself into a thunderbird..."
In the endless silence, a student spoke suddenly, and he almost expressed the thoughts of everyone present.
"I can't think of any reason why he shouldn't take over as principal."
Perhaps the only counterargument is that Sellers has no prestige among students and faculty.
He was just a wizard who appeared suddenly. Even if he could really inherit Ilvermorny legitimately, it would be difficult to accept for the professors and students who had lived here for many years.
But Boot backed down.
He is the descendant of two children adopted by Isolt. Now the real heir of the castle appears here. His inner justice does not allow him to have greedy thoughts. In addition, he is also worried that if Cyrus is angered, will the students and professors in the school be in danger? He knows better than anyone the horror of a powerful wizard. On the other side of the earth, the Dark Lord Voldemort almost makes the whole of Britain fall!
This is even with Dumbledore around.
"I think you are capable enough to serve as the principal, sir. The school recognizes you, and I believe the professors and students will also recognize that you possess extraordinary power," said Old Boot.
"Principal!" Fontana shouted anxiously.
He was not worried about missing out on the next principal position. He was just worried about the school and the children.
According to the news from England, Cyrus is a dangerous person! But raised his hand to signal 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, with every hair on his body standing up! "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 intently, as if he was going to pounce on Cyrus and bite off his throat at any time! Cyrus didn't care at all.
Why should we take the threat of ants seriously? "I want you to promise that when you become the headmaster, the school must remain 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 students!"
"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!"
Slytherins always care about honor.
But in reality, glory is common.
Honor and status are glory, brave conquest and adventure are glory, wisdom and knowledge are glory, loyalty and integrity are also glory!
"If you're worried, I can make an unbreakable oath with you," Cyrus said.
But Boot shook his head.
"I believe you, sir." He smiled, as if all the burdens were lifted off his shoulders and he felt much more relaxed. "As long as you remember, this is not power, but responsibility!"
"Then I'll take my leave." Bute said straightforwardly. He even planned to leave Ilvermorny immediately.
But Cyrus stopped him.
"Why are you in such a hurry to retire, Mr. Boot?" Sellers 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 has to 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 understanding 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 at Ilvermorny actually came from three different countries, had extensive connections, and were all leaders in the North American wizarding world. Cyrus also wanted to recruit them as his subordinates.
Butt didn't expect that he would be able to stay and serve, but this was more in line with his wishes.
He felt more at ease staying in school.
The other deans did have some opinions, but no one raised them. They all understood that things had come to this point and could no longer be resolved by their opposition. Butt, as the principal, voluntarily gave up his position, and the school also recognized the legitimacy of Cyrus. Even if all the directors opposed it, it was already a foregone conclusion.
Unless the school directors have 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 headmaster, Ilvermorny has not changed at all, except for one thing -
Gilbert still felt confused when he thought back on it.
It was the morning of the third day since Cyrus became the principal. He gathered all the students. Thousands of people stood in the rotunda of the castle auditorium. Under the gaze of the four guardian statues, Cyrus stood in the center of the auditorium holding the snakewood wand, standing under the octagonal Gordian knot, as if he was standing at the center of the world.
In addition to understanding the headmaster's affairs, Cyrus often wandered around Ilvermorny these days, attracting curious and awe-inspiring glances from students.
Except for the girls' bathroom and the girls' dormitory, the little wizards in the school could see Cyrus' golden shadow anywhere.
Not many people dared to approach him, and some people wanted to cause trouble, but when they stood in front of Cyrus, they immediately lost the courage to take out their wands. From beginning to 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 on the high place, but looked more like tiny people looking up.
Like beneath the towering mountains, toward the sacred mortals.
No one dared to breathe loudly, for fear that the slightest movement would anger the gods.
Cyrus really was 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 all know me - Cyrus - your new headmaster."
He gave a brief introduction without any extra words.
"I don't really like talking nonsense. I'm only going to take up a little of your time today just to announce something." He looked at the students and received a response from them.
They were all worried that Cyrus would propose something that they would find difficult to accept, such as adding hundreds of school rules - it was said that some people liked to do this after taking office in order to demonstrate their authority.
But obviously, they were overthinking it.
Cyrus didn't keep the secret. He said loudly, "In 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 looked 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 had obviously heard some rumors and knew that Dumbledore would restart the Triwizard Tournament.
But looking back at history, this game has nothing to do with Ilvermorny.
It would be 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 at him in assurance.
In fact, Fontana was a little surprised about the news, but he had no other emotions. In fact, this was a good academic exchange activity, and it was also a good experience for Ilvermorny students to meet elite students from other international schools.
Although Hogwarts has not been ranked high among the dozen or so schools in the world in recent years, it is still an old and famous school.
In addition, Durmstrang also trained Grindelwald, and Bubbleston also had powerful wizards like Nicolas Flamel who left their names in history.
The young wizards were very excited about this, and not many could resist the temptation of becoming famous at a young age. If the scale of the Triwizard Tournament was expanded, once they won, fame and reputation would come in droves.
Of course, there are deeper reasons.
Fontana only found out about this 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 their circular conference room.
Of course, this was just his excuse. The Magic Congress had originally not intended to pay attention to this matter, but Celeste had deliberately facilitated this matter in order to further expand the international attention of the Triwizard Tournament.
He would 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 them within 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 suddenly understood.
"Not long ago, Durmstrang replaced a new headmaster named Vida Rosier," Cyrus said. He looked at the older Boot, 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 brooding over being defeated by Dumbledore and plans to kill Dumbledore secretly?" said the dark-skinned witch with a worried look on her face.
Her name was Yael Picquery, a descendant of Seraphina Picquery, who had once stopped the Witch Party.
"Dumbledore and Grindelwald are the two most powerful wizards in the world. It would be very dangerous if they were to meet!" She looked worried.
But Cyrus corrected her with a smile.
"Not two, but three!" - "Four, actually!"
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 battle, Voldemort's soul once again separated from his dead body, and this time he had no choice but to occupy the body of Barty Crouch Jr., the most loyal of all.
After that, he did not choose to stay in the UK, but went to France.
This was a decision he had already made when he was using old Batistuta's body. He wanted to make France his base.
To be honest, it all went smoothly, and 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 infiltrated the Ministry of Magic.
Now, he had also brought down the eccentric headmistress of Bubbaston.
This was not so easy, but Voldemort saw through Ms. Maxime's secret at a glance. Who told him to just happen to know a "friend" who was also a big guy!
But the short-lived victory did not really make him feel very happy.
Voldemort faced difficulties one after another.
The worst thing is that he has now completely lost the means of resurrection.
The Horcrux resurrection ritual required blood, flesh and bones. But now he had lost his father's bones forever. That night, Cyrus burned old Tom Riddle's body into ashes.
But Voldemort did not completely lose confidence.
He thought of another way to resurrect, which required a little risk, but was worth a try.
If he succeeds, he will not only be able to be completely resurrected, but also return to this world in a complete and even more powerful state! "I warn you, before I come back, everything must be arranged by Batty."
"Don't let me down again!"
Thanks to Yitan Xianyu for the 100-point reward (end of this chapter)
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