One eye was still emitting a silvery light in the darkness, like a moon.

He immediately realized that this was not a simple nightmare, but a prophecy.

"Cyrus is going to kill Dumbledore?" He found it hard to believe.

Grindelwald did foresee a battle between Cyrus and Dumbledore, which was inevitable, but he never thought that the two would fight to the death.

Is it necessary to go to this extent?

He suddenly felt as if his heart was empty, as if he was falling into a bottomless abyss.

He looked through the cabin window at the dark bottom of the Black Lake. The ship was shaking constantly in the waves, and Grindelwald felt as uneasy as the ship.

As a prophet, he knows very well that a true prophecy is difficult to change. It is very likely that everything you do will not only not change the prophecy, but will make it come true.

Just like Voldemort, he personally selected an enemy who could defeat him.

More than fifty years ago, when Grindelwald saw the scene of a nuclear explosion, he did not think of stopping the birth of that terrible weapon because he knew it would be useless.

But the moment he saw Dumbledore die, Grindelwald knew that he had to do something, even at the cost of his life!

At this moment, he sat silently on the chair in the cabin. The whole room was very humid and hot, but he didn't care at all. Grindelwald was completely immersed in his own thoughts.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Grindelwald." It was Vader's voice.

"Someone's visiting."

Grindelwald opened the door of the room. Vida, who was slightly smaller than in his distant memory, stood there quietly, and behind her, a man in a suit walked out.

"Hello, Mr. Grindelwald." Barty Crouch Jr. licked his lips. "Barty Crouch Jr., on behalf of the Dark Lord, I'm here to seek your cooperation!" - After the first project was completed, everything seemed to have returned to calm.

Hogwarts was noisy again, but the weather was getting colder, and since the Quidditch match was cancelled this year, there were fewer people on the playground.

In early December, the first snow fell in Hogwarts.

However, the Black Lake has begun to freeze, but it is still very thin now. After a while, you can skate on it. It was at this time that McGonagall explained the tradition of the Tournament at Hogwarts.

——Christmas ball.

"Christmas dance?" Fisher was stunned for a moment, then secretly glanced at Cassandra who was sitting alone nearby, but Cassandra kept looking at Cyrus without turning her head, so Fisher withdrew his gaze in disappointment.

"This is one of the traditions of the tournament. During the Christmas period, students in the fourth grade and above have to stay in school to attend the dance. Students in the first, second and third grades cannot attend. Of course, there is no such concern for us." Cyrus smiled slightly. After all, there were only ten people in total, and Draco was the youngest.

"I suggest you find a partner as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to go alone. Or just don't go to the dance and go hungry. I have to remind you that no food will be provided anywhere except at the dance."

"But what if we can't find a dance partner?" Draco asked quickly.

"If you can't find her, you can always look for other students who are alone, Draco. Society is very open now, and there's nothing wrong with dancing with boys. But you have to negotiate who will play the role of the girl at the dance." Cyrus said with a smile.

This made many boys change their expressions immediately.

If they knew that there was only one female warrior besides Cassandra coming to Ilvermorny to participate in the competition, they would have to hurry up and invite girls from other schools as soon as possible if they didn't want to dance with boys.

"That's why I suggest you communicate more with the young wizards from other schools." Cyrus chuckled.

Foolish people are still hesitating, while truly brave people are already thinking about how to invite the right person.

Just three days after the Christmas ball was announced, many girls in the castle found dance partners. Ginny and Hermione were still waiting. Some people came to invite them, but not the one they had in mind.

"He can't possibly invite both of us at the same time, don't you think?" Hermione said pointedly, "And there's Bella, I don't think she'll give up so easily."

"Maybe it's okay for teachers not to invite dance partners." Ginny was not willing to give up. She rolled her eyes. "Do you think Snape will find a dance partner?"

"Uh, of course not..." The two of them were chattering in the library, but they didn't notice a big guy hiding behind the bookshelf with a book in his hands, secretly looking at them, or rather, looking at the somewhat disheveled Hermione.

"What do you think we should do if he doesn't invite us?" asked Hermione.

"I think, anyway, there is no rule that dance partners must be a man and a woman, right?" Ginny came up with an idea that Hermione could never think of. After all, this requires a little courage to break the rules.

On the other hand, Cyrus really didn't care much about his dance partner, or rather, he didn't intend to dance at all.

Compared to dancing, he was more curious about whether Dumbledore and Grindelwald would dance at the ball. He had been paying attention these days to see if Grindelwald had the courage to invite Dumbledore, but unfortunately, he never found out.

But his patience with gossip only lasts a few days.

In the following days, he returned to his old state, hiding in the carriage or simply going to the Room of Requirement to study magic. This is much more interesting than dancing.

He is currently studying the Madago cat.

They are the magical beasts of the French Ministry of Magic that appeared in the "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" film series. They are all black, with very special eyes that look like alien eyes. They have a special ability, which is that they can split themselves when attacked by magic.

The Madago cat's ability to clone itself is extremely rare in the magic world, and it can even be said to be unique! After they clone themselves, the magic power of each individual does not weaken, and the degree of danger increases exponentially.

Cyrus is currently studying whether all the Madago cats after the clones share the same consciousness, or whether each individual has its own independent consciousness. If the blood magic circuit of the Madago cat can be replicated, then Cyrus may be able to create a spell for the clones.

One Dark Lord was already very scary, but if there were two, three... dozens of them... he simply couldn't bear to think about it.

He first used a weak spell to hit the Madago cat. This docile magical animal was immediately angered and quickly split into two. It raised its fur towards Cyrus, lowered its body and roared.

"Let me see first, whether the two split from the same cat will have different emotions."

Cyrus paid no attention to their exposed fangs and claws, and reached out to grab a Madago cat by the scruff of its neck, then separated them.

Then he continued to provoke one of the civets, but placed delicious food in front of the other civet to appease it.

Soon he discovered that the civet cat that got food calmed down, while the civet cat that didn't get food seemed even more annoyed.

"It seems that they have their own consciousness. And the consciousness of the two can be common." Cyrus pinched his chin and thought.

This makes this magic even more superior.

However, it is not easy to replicate this power and turn it into a spell.

Even if Cyrus had fully mastered the ancient magic, it would take a lot of experiments and time to replicate the power of the Madago cat, especially cruel magic experiments, which were indispensable! ——A few days before the Christmas party.

Harry and Ron finally realized the urgency of the situation.

Harry had not taken the dance seriously at first, although he had already had a target to invite - fifth-year student Zhang Qiu. However, unfortunately, due to his slowness and timidity, Zhang Qiu had already become Cedric's dance partner.

Seeing that everyone he knew had found dance partners one by one, while he and Ron were left alone, Harry finally began to panic.

"I have an idea!" Ron came up with a bad idea, "I'll invite Hermione, Harry, you can invite Ginny."

“Will this work?”

Harry was worried.

"Why not?" Ron asked back, "We all know that both of them are interested in Cyrus, but Cyrus can't be the dance partner of so many people at the same time! They have to find a way to get into the hall, and then they will have a chance to dance with Cyrus, right? As for us, I don't like dancing anyway..."

When Ron thought of the dress his mother had sent him, he lost interest in dancing.

"Honestly, just being able to walk down the aisle with someone would be a success for us. I just want to eat!"

"You make sense." Harry nodded stiffly. He was different from Ron. He was still thinking about Zhang Qiu. But if he wanted to see Zhang Qiu in a suit, he had to go to the hall first.

"Then let's do as you say?"

Harry and Ron immediately found Hermione and Ginny. The two of them were sitting in the common room. There was a fire burning in the fireplace and the room was very warm. Ginny was curled up on the sofa playing chess with another girl, and Hermione was reading a book with her head down.

"Hi, Hermione, Ginny, we need your help."

Hermione raised her eyes and turned a page of the book: "Go ahead."

Ron sat down next to her solemnly, then looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Listen to me, Hermione—" He paused, as if he was about to reveal some shocking secret.

"—you're a girl!"

Hermione: ??? Not only Hermione, but also Ginny and others looked over with surprise.

"You have a really good eye!" Hermione was so angry that she closed the book, stood up and hit Ron on the head! "Ron, have you always thought Hermione was a boy?" Ginny rolled her eyes, "She sleeps in the girls' dormitory."

"No, I mean, we can go to the Christmas dance together." Ron rubbed his head and said with a grin. He didn't look like he was going to the dance, but rather he wanted to go to the toilet with someone, or to buy groceries together.

He probably never thought that Hermione would refuse, but Hermione leaned back on the sofa with a straight face and said lightly, "No."

"No? Why? How are you going to go to the dance if you're not with me?"

"You're wrong Ron, do you think Hermione is unpopular?" Ginny asked back.

"Isn't it?" Ron said as a matter of course, but he probably realized that it was a bit inappropriate to say this, so he immediately added, "I know who you all want to dance with, but he can't invite several of you at the same time, right? You have to go into the hall!"

"You don't need to worry about it." Hermione read lazily.

"In fact, Krum invited Hermione several days ago." Ginny added, "Although Hermione rejected him, I think even Krum knows that he should invite a girl solemnly, and you two are so casual that you only thought of us when you had no other choice!"

Ginny's eyes were so fierce that Ron and Harry couldn't raise their heads.

Before Harry even opened his mouth, he realized that he had no chance.

Sure enough, after Ginny finished speaking, she immediately buried her head and continued playing chess. However, she was not particularly heartless and still revealed a piece of information to Harry.

"That proud Cassandra still doesn't have a dance partner. You can go and try."

"Cassandra?" A beautiful but scary face flashed through Harry's mind. Whenever he looked at Cassandra, he had a blood filter. Although he knew that the dead person was a Death Eater, he was still a little afraid of Cassandra.

"What's there to be afraid of? Didn't I kill Pettigrew too?" said Ginny.

"That's different. I was unconscious at the time and didn't see it." Harry could still recall the feeling of blood splattering on his face. "Forget it, I'll find someone else."

He and Ron walked away.

At this moment, on the edge of the Black Lake, Cassandra, who they were talking about, was sitting alone in the falling snow.

The ice of the Black Lake, which was originally very thin, is now very thick. Half of Durmstrang's ghost ship is embedded deeply in the ice, just like Grindelwald's heart, no longer shaking.

As night fell, Cassandra saw Grindelwald walking towards the castle across the black ice, as if he was walking towards a completely frozen heart.

On the deck of the ship, the old headmistress of Durmstrang looked at his leaving back with resentment, seeming a little disappointed, but also as if she was used to it.

Cassandra is also waiting for someone to invite her.

In fact, she knew that many wizards had this idea. After all, she was really beautiful, but those people didn't dare to do so. They didn't even dare to approach her. They could only hide in the distance and peek with their heads down.

Such people were not even worthy of being looked at by Cassandra. Fortunately, they did not have the courage, otherwise the failure of the invitation would only make them feel more embarrassed.

Now, there was no one by the Black Lake, and the fire in the castle was lighting up. She was sitting alone in the snow, and suddenly she stood up and jumped lightly onto the ice.

The moment she landed, she had a pair of ice skates on her feet, and Cassandra began to dance on the ice with heavy snow falling.

Cyrus left the Room of Requirement and planned to return to the carriage. Ilvermorny's carriage was parked at the edge of Black Lake, near the Forbidden Forest.

As he passed the Black Lake, he saw Cassandra dancing in the snow.

Cassandra seemed tiny compared to the huge Black Lake stage, and she jumped lightly on the black ice.

The heavy snow in the sky bloomed on the tips of her golden hair! (End of this chapter)