In the Hogwarts Great Hall, Neville twisted the struggling Chocolate Frog with one hand and picked up a card with the other hand and began to read it.

It was not until he finished reading all the sentences that he realized what he had gained, and his face, which was no longer as childish as before, immediately turned red.

“I got it!”

He practically jumped onto the dining table, holding the cards high in his arms.

The chocolate frog in his other hand took this opportunity to slip out of his hand, jumped off the dining table and disappeared.

But Neville didn't care about a piece of chocolate now.

"I drew Cyrus' card!"

He immediately became the focus of all the students. Hundreds of people crowded towards him, and each of them stretched out their hands to touch the legendary card.

Only Harry and a few others who were eating not far away remained unmoved.

They just had some emotion.

The scene of Cyrus defeating Voldemort in the tournament has now spread all over the world. Neville's grandmother also knew about it and finally stopped considering Cyrus as an enemy. Later, Cyrus used ancient magic to heal Neville's parents, so Neville now respects Cyrus very much.

It’s just that some of the injured people can be cured, while some have already lost their lives.

"Cyrus' Chocolate Frog card is the rarest now, right?" Harry asked as he took a sip of pumpkin juice. Although he had tried to collect Chocolate Frog cards, he was not particularly interested in them. Ron, on the other hand, was very obsessed with them.

"Rarest than Cornelius Agrippa's trading cards," said Ron.

But he didn't run over to join in the fun, because Cyrus had already promised to give each of them a collector's edition this Christmas.

"He's a famous guy now, isn't he?" Ron said teasingly. "I guess you won't see him much in the future. Do you want mom to send you to Ilvermorny to go to school tomorrow?"

He was talking to Ginny.

"No need, you idiot." Ginny didn't indulge her silly brother at all. In fact, she never called him brother. "You should worry about your OWL exam. I hope you can get more certificates."

Ron rolled his eyes.

But Hermione agreed with this.

"Ginny is right, Ron." She said seriously, "You two should really think about your future. The OWL exam is related to what courses you can continue to take in the sixth grade. If you don't get enough certificates, or even worse, if you don't get any, then you can only repeat the year or graduate directly... The best result is probably to end up in Knockturn Alley and work with those shady dark wizards!"

"Your words are so rude." Ron said unhappily. After all, he and Harry would not end up without a single certificate.

In fact, according to his estimation, he felt that he could get at least three or five certificates, and Harry might get a little more because he had studied magic with Dumbledore for the whole last year.

"I'm just being honest," Hermione said mercilessly, "You too, Harry, you won't get extra marks in exams just because you're famous."

Harry, who was always blamed, had a bitter face.

"You guys, it would be better if the tournament was held this school year, so I wouldn't have to take the Junior Wizarding Exam," said Harry.

This was how Cedric had avoided the high-level wizard exams last semester, and thanks to his outstanding performance, he had obtained almost all the certificates, with the highest ratings.

"You wish!"

"I don't have a chance either." Ginny said with great regret, "The competition is only held once every four years, and I will have graduated by the next time. Don't you think this is very unfair? I was not old enough to participate this time, and I will have graduated by the next time."

"Don't be silly," Ron shook his head. "Think about what happened in this game. I wouldn't want this warrior even if it was given to me for free. There's no need to risk my life for a test."

Then he looked at Hermione again: "What about you? What do you plan to do in the future?"

"I have made my plans." At this point, Hermione raised her chin proudly: "Cyrus hopes that I can become the Minister of Magic in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, the people present fell silent, leaving only the noisy sound coming from Neville's direction not far away.

This made Hermione feel a little embarrassed. She frowned and said unhappily:

"What's wrong? You think I'm not good enough?"

"You're crazy to want to be Minister of Magic. Are you Percy reincarnated?" Ron said in disbelief.

He thought it was annoying to have a power-obsessed person in his family, but he didn't expect Hermione to be the same. So he immediately said sarcastically, "Do you want me to ask Percy to lend you a book? It's his favorite, "How Prefects Get Power." It just so happens that you are now the female prefect."

“Wait for death!”

Although Harry and Ginny were not as blunt as Ron, they also said tactfully: "Hermione, I have to remind you that this may not be so easy. You are very good, and I believe you will have the opportunity to work in the Ministry of Magic as soon as you graduate, but it is not easy to become the Minister of Magic."

"Do you think it's a matter of origin?"

"No, I mean achievements!" said Harry.

Harry has seen power very clearly over the years. When Fudge was not very famous, he was close to Dumbledore, and it was no big deal for Harry to make mistakes at that time. Especially in his third year, he broke the rules and was supposed to be expelled, but Fudge not only did not expel him, but instead arranged a room for him in the Leaky Cauldron.

What happens after that is another matter.

During the Tournament, Fudge and Dumbledore had some conflicts, especially after the Battle of the Department of Mysteries.

"You don't have any special political achievements, nor do you have any family support. It's not easy to become the Minister of Magic. I mean, no one will support you."

But Ginny quickly refuted him: "Who said no?"

"We have the Weasley family, the famous savior, and more importantly, Cyrus will support her."

The little blonde witch said this proudly. It was obvious that she was very proud of Cyrus's current fame, as if it was not Cyrus who was respected by the world, but herself.

"Cyrus has defeated Britain's greatest enemy. He is now a hero in the eyes of all British wizards! Do you know? Dad said that if Cyrus casually revealed that he wanted to be the Minister of Magic, Fudge would have to step down that day, and he would have to beg Cyrus to take that position."

This is not a joke. With Cyrus' current reputation in the British wizarding world and his own magical power, it can almost be said that he has reached the peak. Even Dumbledore has to step back.

The Chocolate Frog card says that the two of them are collectively recognized as the greatest wizards. The greatest may be difficult to define, but there is no doubt who the most powerful wizard is.

"Actually, I heard," Harry hesitated for a moment, turned his head and glanced to the side, making sure that most people were surrounding Neville, looking at Cyrus' Chocolate Frog card as if passing a treasure, and no one noticed them, so he waved to the other two.

Four heads gathered together, and Harry lowered his voice:

"I heard that Professor Dumbledore is planning to step down as the President of the International Confederation of Wizards."

This surprised the other three people.

The International Confederation of Wizards is different from the United Nations in the Muggle world. The United Nations is just a plaything of a certain country, but the role played by the International Confederation of Wizards in the wizarding world is much more important.

In fact, the magical regimes of all countries are under the jurisdiction of the Federation. Even in the era when Grindelwald swept the world, the Federation was actively fighting against him.

When Voldemort threatened Britain decades ago, the International Confederation of Wizards did not help, not because they were afraid of Voldemort's magical power. Instead, Britain stood aside and watched the fire when fighting against Grindelwald, so when the British wizarding world was in disaster, it naturally did not receive any help.

"Did he really say that?" asked Ron.

"That's what I heard him say to Grindelwald." Harry nodded.

The four of them had an expression of disbelief on their faces.

If Dumbledore resigned, it was obvious who would be the next president. Who would have thought that a few years ago, Cyrus and Dumbledore were still enemies, and the Ministry of Magic was still looking for Cyrus, but now Cyrus has transformed himself and become the number one in the wizarding world! "It's not certain yet," said Harry.

"Cyrus himself may not be willing to serve as the president. On the other hand, Dumbledore and Grindelwald both believe that Cyrus's proposal may not be supported by many people."

"What's his opinion?" Ron asked.

"Breaking the Statute of Secrecy, of course," said Ginny.

But she still found it a little strange that Dumbledore and Grindelwald sat together and talked about Cyrus breaking the Statute of Secrecy.

"I remember they went to war because of the Statute of Secrecy?" Ginny asked. "Didn't Professor Dumbledore oppose the breaking of the Statute of Secrecy?"

In Ginny's opinion, those three people should represent different voices. The Statute of Secrecy was the source of the war decades ago. It was really hard to imagine how they could discuss this topic harmoniously today.

"In fact, the reason why Dumbledore opposed Grindelwald was because his methods were too cruel, not because he had to break the Statute of Secrecy." Harry knew a lot of secrets during this period, so he could talk about it freely. "Grindelwald was even more cruel and ruthless than Voldemort at that time. Otherwise, why would he be called a dark wizard?"

The four of them were talking about Cyrus, but they didn't know that Cyrus was actually in Hogwarts at the moment.

Seeking Knowledge Pavilion.

Under the gaze of the four guardians, Cyrus stood on the ground that looked like the starry sky, as if he was the center of the universe and the master of the boundless sky.

"Did you find anything?" Fitzgerald asked.

Before the third project began, the outstanding headmistress came to him and told him about the intruder in the Knowledge Pavilion.

At that time, Cyrus was busy plotting against Voldemort so he didn't pay much attention to it. Now he came here and tried to find some clues.

"I didn't find anything unusual." Cyrus shook his head. "Perhaps it's just because the shadow left by Voldemort in time overlaps with the real world."

"Shadows of other worlds?" Rookwood pondered.

None of them saw the man's appearance clearly at the time, but none of the four guardians thought it was Voldemort.

"If it's really him, I think there must be some magical traces left around." Percival pinched his goatee inside the huge portrait and suggested that Cyrus use magic to look for clues.

"Just like when we were looking for traces of ancient magic."

"Of course." Cyrus raised the snakewood wand with a solemn expression.

If the intruder was really the shadow of Voldemort's past, that would be the best outcome, but he actually had another guess...

Although there is no trace of the "transfer student" in the memories left by the guardians, the admissions list of Hogwarts every year, or even the transfer files of the Ministry of Magic over the past few hundred years, this does not guarantee that this is a non-existent person.

Maybe he was hiding and just showed up now?

However, this conjecture is not reliable. If there really is a transfer student, and the other party is still on the dark wizard route, then Morgana's inheritance would have been taken away long ago. On the contrary, if he did not become a dark wizard, there is no need to hide himself.

"Who he is, just look at what happened at that time and you will know."

He used up all his strength, magic flowing through his veins, and waved his wand: "Reveal your true form!"

"Human traces are revealed!"

The silver light immediately dissipated like smoke.

But nothing around me reacted.

He frowned, and this time he used the power of ancient magic:

"The traces have been revealed!"

This time, the spell seemed to have some effect - the smoke condensed into a vague shadow, which floated like a ghost. Cyrus couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he was sure that it was definitely not Voldemort.

"I can't see clearly." Fitzgerald frowned and said, "It's been too long."

"Time is not a problem." Cyrus' arm trembled, and a small pocket watch slipped from his slender fingertips. The watch chain hung on it, and the watch body seemed to have turned into a pendulum and swayed.

"Time reversal—"

At this moment, with Cyrus as the center, golden halos flew out!

At this moment, Fitzgerald and others felt as if they saw the breath of time...

(End of this chapter)