The arrogant Herbo flashed in the pan, displayed amazing power, and then quickly withered away in Cyrus' hands.

Now, Cyrus looked at the calm sea, raised his hand slightly, and found the Elder Wand from the vast ocean.

The wand was still as exquisite as ever, and exuded an ominous aura.

This is a cursed power!

Cyrus put away the Elder Wand, and before he knew it, he had finally become the master of the three Deathly Hallows!

The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak were all in his hands. He returned to the tower in the sea and cast a Muggle-Repelling Charm over the entire sea area to prevent Muggles who were not ready from discovering this place.

Grindelwald was still lying quietly on the ground of the tower. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully with steady breathing.

Cyrus pulled the invisibility cloak away from him, and Grindelwald's shallow dream was disturbed. He woke up and looked at Cyrus with his cloudy eyes.

"Did you kill him?" Grindelwald asked immediately.

Cyrus shook his head: "Not even close."

He did not forget that Herbo was a soul that even the god of death hated.

And Herbo also made a Horcrux. If the Horcrux was not destroyed, Herbo would not die. The problem was that the two of them did not know what Herbo's Horcrux was.

"If we could turn back time, maybe we could find out." Grindelwald said regretfully. He even had a hard time speaking now, as if taking a breath could break his ribs.

However, Cyrus raised his lips: "Who said I can't?"

"But the Hall of Time has been destroyed by Voldemort."

"But I still have a time-turner in my hand!" Cyrus opened his palm. A long time ago, he kept this time-turner, thinking that maybe it could come in handy someday.

Since there was only one, Cyrus was not particularly looking forward to it. Without the maintenance of so much sand of time in the Time Hall, a small time converter could not actually reverse much time.

He had thought that this thing might not have much effect.

But now it seems that it will be the key to destroying Helbo.

"Is it really possible?" Grindelwald seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope, and his eyes brightened up again.

"Herbo's magic allows him to see beyond time without the help of any props." Cyrus said. He thought of the time when he was peeking into the past in the Pavilion of Knowledge, and was discovered by Heerbo across time.

Now, Cyrus' power has surpassed that of Helbo, and he can break free from the influence of time on his own.

Since he can, then Cyrus will only do better! With the help of the Time Turner, finding the Horcrux is not a problem.

Hearing this, Grindelwald breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, it would be enough to kill Hailbo.

"I'll take you back to Hogwarts first." Cyrus grabbed Grindelwald's arm. He didn't use Apparition because Grindelwald's current physical condition obviously couldn't withstand the side effects of Apparition.

He took a gentler approach to returning to Hogwarts.

Of course, a little longer.

The castle was wrapped in thunderclouds. It was obviously a terrible night. Cyrus could sense that every gust of wind and raindrop in the air was magical. Obviously, this was the impact of his battle in the North Sea.

In fact, the whole of Britain was affected by his magic.

This freak storm even climatologists can't explain.

Most people in Hogwarts had fallen asleep in the lightning. Strangely, the thunder and rain were so noisy that they became their lullaby.

Cyrus ran straight to the eighth floor and took Grindelwald into the Room of Requirement.

Harry and the others were gathered here, and when they saw Cyrus suddenly rush in, everyone jumped for joy.

"Cyrus!" Ginny and Hermione had obviously been worried for a long time. When they saw Cyrus coming back safely, they immediately rushed over and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Cyrus laid Grindelwald flat on the ground.

Then he comforted Harry and the others.

Harry and the others were relieved that Cyrus was safe, but at the same time, they were also observing Grindelwald.

Grindelwald looks so miserable now. He is so old that he looks like he will shatter into pieces if touched.

Then, Cyrus turned his attention to the two ladies in the portrait.

Fitzgerald was his old friend. He was relieved to see Cyrus return safely. "I'm glad you're okay. Otherwise I would have lost another friend."

It was the first time that Arianna met Cyrus, but her attention was now on Grindelwald.

"Is he all right?" she asked.

Grindelwald fell asleep again.

He was already very tired. If Cyrus hadn't used the magic of the Philosopher's Stone to keep him alive, Grindelwald would probably have died long ago.

"It's fine for now." Cyrus said, "But he gave all his magic power to me. I'm afraid he will no longer have any magic power from now on."

"He's going to be a Squib? Like Filch?" Ron asked in surprise.

It was hard for him to imagine what life would be like as a Squib. He didn't discriminate against Squibs at all, but even he couldn't help but sympathize with Filch.

Sometimes, when he remembered that Filch was a Squib, he didn't even think he was so hateful.

Ron felt that if he became a Squib, it would be more painful than death.

"That was his choice," Sellers said.

It is also Grindelwald's retribution.

Arianna looked at Grindelwald with sympathy. Even though this man had caused her death, she still had deep sympathy for the old man.

Of course, there is resentment as well.

Because of Grindelwald, the Dumbledore family suffered a lot.

Especially her brother, Aberforth.

He lost his brother, his sister and his son.

Cyrus didn't plan to stay here for too long. After handing Grindelwald over to Harry and the others, he planned to leave.

"Herbo is not dead yet, I have to go and destroy him completely," he said.

"Wait, take me with you." Harry stood up, "After destroying Herpo, you still have to deal with the Grim Reaper, right?"

Harry glanced at Grindelwald.

"Only three immortal souls together can fight against Death. But Grindelwald has no power. You should take me with you, I can help you! Because I am the master of Death!"

"That's not your job," Cyrus said. "Besides, I am the master of death now."

"But……"

"What you should do is take good care of Grindelwald and yourself. Don't let the god of death take your souls, okay?" Cyrus said, pressing Harry's shoulder.

In fact, Cyrus never felt that his soul was immortal. He was just an ordinary human soul. How could he be compared with Dumbledore? From beginning to end, he was not as fearless as Harry was about death.

He believed that Harry and Grindelwald were the last two of the three immortal souls.

In that case, he couldn't let Harry go with him to find Death.

Knowing that the Grim Reaper wanted his soul, he took Harry with him. Wasn't that like walking into a tiger's mouth?

"But……"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, just like I always do," Cyrus glanced at Harry, Ginny, Hermione and Ron in turn. His expression was relaxed, as if what he was about to face was not a big deal at all.

It seemed that he was not facing the most terrible enemy in the world, but dealing with some trivial matters.

"Okay," Harry nodded and took a step back, "We'll wait for you to come back."

He looked at his friends, Ginny and Hermione were both in tears.

Then, as they watched, Cyrus picked up the Time-Turner. He turned the knob, turning the hourglass back, and the remaining sands of time began to reverse, with golden light pulsating.

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, even Cyrus.

This was also his first time to time travel, and he was shocked to find that everything in the world seemed to be frozen.

Ginny and Hermione's faces were frozen in place, their faces looking like cats, and they looked a little ugly.

Everything seemed gray, with Cyrus as the only color.

Then, time finally began to flow, but in reverse. He saw Harry's lips move, but he couldn't make out what he said. Time was going backwards, and they were going backwards too, and Ariana disappeared into the frame in reverse...

Even he himself is moving backwards!

He saw the gray self disappearing on the spot. That was the shadow he left in time.

Outside the window, the thunder was retracted, lightning flashed from the end, and the rain on the ground poured into the black sky. That was another sea!

Cyrus walked out of the castle. He heard an invisible clock ticking beside his ears. Time went back, but it was still dark.

The castle was still gray, and many shadows passed by him like ghosts.

He was like an outsider, like a spectator in a movie, watching all this.

Time was still going backwards. The weather in the castle had cleared up, but the atmosphere had turned sad. He saw Hagrid carrying Dumbledore's coffin in tears and burying it in the castle courtyard. Everyone held up their wands to mourn him, and a phoenix was circling in the sky.

He saw the night when the despicable Hercule attacked Dumbledore and the old man fell from the tower in agony, and his loved ones witnessed it all.

Then comes the competition...

These shadows of time flashed quickly in his world, and Cyrus understood clearly that he could change everything with just a flick of his finger.

But he also understood that the real past could not be changed, he could only create several different time and space like Voldemort did.

He seemed to have entered a tunnel, with the old memories rushing towards him and then quickly flying away from around his body.

He saw himself again.

This was when he had just been resurrected and was preparing to escape from Hogwarts.

Looking at the still immature figure, Cyrus couldn't help but follow.

He saw himself being defeated by Dumbledore just as he had originally been... At this moment he suddenly realized that he could do something without changing the past.

Thinking of this, he took out his wand and left a "revelation".

Then, in a rainstorm not long after, a vague spell sounded in Cyrus' mind.

Time finally formed a closed loop.

And he is still swimming upstream.

then.

It is the age of predators.

Harry and the others disappeared in the castle, and were replaced by James, Lily and Snape... All the secret pasts were revealed before his eyes one by one, and later, these shadows flashed away quickly, like bubbles.

Cyrus is going back to a time thousands of years ago! —— "What should we do?" Ron asked.

After Cyrus left, they were helpless again. He wanted to do something for his friend, but the things Cyrus was involved in were too dangerous.

With their abilities, they can't do anything and can't help at all.

"We certainly have things to do," said Harry.

He was sure that he could do something. The first was to believe that Cyrus could defeat Death and Return. The other was to attract more believers for Cyrus! "Do you know what Malfoy is doing?" he asked. "He wrote to me before, saying that he was studying alchemy and Muggle physical chemistry. I think we should make some preparations early."

Ron looked incredulous after hearing what Harry said.

"Who did you say wrote to you? Malfoy?" He raised his voice. "Tell me I heard you wrong!"

"What's so strange about this?" said Ginny. "Don't you know that Dad and Lucius Malfoy are almost good friends? They talk about which Muggle invention is really ingenious all day long! And they are already planning to modify Muggle TV. I can't believe wizards still read newspapers!"

"The two families that hate each other the most are almost good friends," Ron shook his head, and they left the Room of Requirement together, "The world is getting crazier and crazier."

“…”

late at night.

Grindelwald slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't know when the rain stopped. He stood up and looked around to make sure he was back at Hogwarts.

He felt relieved for a moment, but then he thought that Cyrus must be looking for Herbo's Horcrux in the torrent of time, and he himself could do nothing, so he felt very empty again.

Now, he just wanted to get to Dumbledore's grave as quickly as possible and stay there so that Albus would not be too lonely.

He did exactly that.

But when he arrived at the white tomb, his eyes widened in surprise! "Albus?"

(End of this chapter)