Dumbledore in the portrait had a frown on his face.

In front of him, Harry was holding the flashlight-like prop, waiting for him to continue.

Then Dumbledore said, "This is a Deluminator. It absorbs some of the light and allows you to hide."

"It sounds like the exact opposite of a flashlight." Harry fiddled with the Deluminator, then asked the question he wanted to know most, "Besides that? It should have other uses?"

After getting the Deluminator for no reason, Harry was obviously completely clueless, and the voice that seemed to sound in his mind seemed to be instructing him to make a choice.

At this time, who is the only person Harry and the others want to see?

Needless to say, it was Cyrus! Someone wanted him to go find Cyrus, and it was possible - not very likely - that it was Cyrus asking for help.

This possibility was extremely small, but Harry couldn't ignore the possibility that it really existed. If this was really Cyrus's request for help, then if he ignored it, Harry felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

In the past, Harry would have acted impulsively for a tiny probability.

But now, he has learned something, that is: don't be afraid to rely on others.

This is actually what he needs to learn most.

Because of what he experienced at the Dursleys' house, Harry always felt that he was alone and no one would help him. But in fact, it was not like that. He had so many friends and so many wise teachers. He could ask the wisest person in the world.

"It does have some other small uses," said Dumbledore, but he did not explain.

Even though he was just a portrait, he was used to thinking about some things the way Dumbledore did, and he was used to keeping secrets:

"But more importantly, how did it come to be in your bag? I never intended to leave the Deluminator with you, Harry," said Dumbledore.

In fact, he died so suddenly that he barely made any plans for his estate. Aberforth was supposed to inherit everything, but he refused.

Later, all of Dumbledore's things were given to Hogwarts, and they will be passed down from generation to generation as part of the school.

"Well, unless someone wants me to use it," Harry said, looking at it. "Do you think it would be Cyrus? Maybe he wants to ask for help from me in this way?"

"No," Dumbledore shook his head. "I don't think so. I talked to Cyrus before he went to look for Death." Dumbledore looked at Harry with a calm and kind gaze. "He would rather sacrifice himself than let you continue to be in danger."

When he said this, Dumbledore felt a little ashamed.

Because he wanted Cyrus and Harry to face death together from the beginning. He knew of course that this was very dangerous and Harry might even lose his life, but in Dumbledore's view there was no other way. One person's sacrifice could bring greater peace, and he thought it was worth it.

But Cyrus was obviously different from him.

Harry didn't know this and he looked very surprised.

No one knew where Cyrus was during this period, but who would have thought that a person who had passed away would have such intelligence.

He really wanted to question Dumbledore, but Harry was much more mature now. He knew that it was not Dumbledore's fault. Cyrus didn't want them to know where he was from the beginning.

"In fact, he was ready to sacrifice himself. It is impossible for him to put you in trouble now because he is in danger." Dumbledore said, "I think there are two possibilities for the Deluminator appearing in your hands."

"You say," said Harry.

"The first possibility is that after I die, all my inheritance will belong to Hogwarts," Dumbledore said. "I think you should understand, Harry, that Hogwarts is not just a castle, it actually has magic. I have always said that in Hogwarts, those who need help can always get help."

Harry nodded. In fact, this sentence was said by Dumbledore in his second year, when they were hiding in Hagrid's house and watched the annoying Malfoy take Hagrid away.

Cyrus was still with them at the time! "Then it is possible that the castle itself sensed that Cyrus needed help, and brought it to you. Hogwarts has witnessed the lives of many wizards, as well as the wisdom left by the four founders. It is very likely that the power it possesses is beyond your imagination."

"You mean, the four founders?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.

No one knows how powerful the magic of the four founders of Hogwarts is, but it can be seen from some of the magical props they created that they are extraordinary.

"I don't think so." At this time, the Sorting Hat interrupted.

It was placed on the shelf as usual. Harry turned his head and looked over. The hat said in a serious tone, "If it is the will of the castle, I don't think I can't help but know it."

The Sorting Hat was once Gryffindor's hat, but in fact it has the different characteristics of the four founders in its body and mind. Over the past thousand years, in the process of constantly sorting young wizards into houses, it has long been completely integrated with the magic of the castle.

"But if it wasn't the castle, then who could it be?"

"That's the second possibility." Dumbledore looked more serious than ever before. He looked through the frame and stared at Harry for a long time before he slowly said a name: "Death."

"Death?!" Harry was surprised. "But how is this possible?"

How could Death allow himself to help Cyrus?

"I'm afraid he doesn't want you to help Cyrus, but wants to steal your soul just like he took Grindelwald's soul. In this way, he will be invincible, not even Cyrus can defeat him." said Dumbledore.

"What?" Harry felt extremely angry at this moment.

What kind of death is so despicable! But Dumbledore laughed and comforted him: "You should not be angry, but happy. Because the death has set his sights on you instead of the Lord looking for his Cyrus. Do you know what this means?"

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Harry obviously understood the key point. His expression became excited. He clenched his fists and his face looked red with excitement:

"This means that even the god of death dares not confront Cyrus head-on."

"That's right!" Dumbledore nodded. "I believe that the power of the God of Death is far more than this, but Cyrus has also made full preparations. He also has the three Deathly Hallows and is invincible. No matter how powerful the God of Death is, at least we can see that in the face of Cyrus, he chose to temporarily avoid the edge."

At this moment, Harry felt his heart beating wildly, as if the person who even the god of death was afraid of was himself!

"So, Harry, you should understand that compared to helping Cyrus, it is more important to protect your own safety! I know you are very brave, but now is definitely not the time to take risks."

"I see, Professor Dumbledore," said Harry, smiling. "It's not bravery to be reckless, is it?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile.

Harry had grown far beyond his expectations.

But now, Harry understood this most important truth. From now on, he would not act rashly or be timid. Dumbledore believed that he would achieve considerable success.

After saying goodbye to the portrait, Harry found Ginny and the others and recounted this part of the conversation in full.

"So we still don't know where Cyrus is," Ginny said disappointedly. She looked at Harry. "That Deluminator will help us find him, right?"

"Don't be stupid, Ginny." Hermione said seriously, "What we have to do now is not to find Cyrus, but to wait for him to come back."

"But what if he doesn't come back?!" Ginny shouted excitedly!

She was like a mad lion cub.

"Didn't you listen to Dumbledore—"

"Even Dumbledore isn't always right! What you said was just his guess!"

Ginny was so worried that she refused to give up until she saw Cyrus in person. Hermione and Ron were a little helpless with her. She had never listened to Ron since she was a child. The youngest brother was the one with the least authority in the family.

"It's a guess, but Dumbledore's guesses are almost never wrong." But Harry was different. His calm words carried great power and calmed Ginny down.

Sometimes, Ginny and the others felt that Harry spoke like Cyrus or Dumbledore.

In fact, Harry was really imitating them, not just the tone of their voices, but the way they thought.

He found that sometimes speaking calmly was far more powerful than speaking impatiently and raising your voice blindly, just like now.

"Compared to Death or Cyrus, our power is too small, Ginny. Cyrus's enemy is not the Death Eaters, not Peter Pettigrew. We will cause trouble for him."

"I'm just worried..." Ginny became weak like a deflated ball.

Hermione quickly hugged her to prevent her from falling.

"Yes, we are all worried, but he is Cyrus. He has never lost, has he? Not even Azkaban, not even Dumbledore can hold him back," said Harry.

"Even the god of death fears him!" - And in the world of death, Cyrus is not as optimistic as Harry and the others believe.

Death might be looking for Harry just to find a simple and easy way, but that doesn't mean he is too weak to fight against Cyrus.

In fact, after trying to deal with Harry to no avail, Death finally set his sights on Cyrus.

Perhaps because of the Deathly Hallows, He did not do it himself, but countless undead finally appeared in front of Cyrus, endlessly fighting against him! And Cyrus was not unfamiliar with those enemies -

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Voldemort, and Hercule...

Of course, there were more than just a few of them, there were also countless ghosts, but those people did not give Cyrus a deep impression.

They all had faces that were familiar to Cyrus, and the god of death actually opened his mind to them. They all knew that they were enemies of Cyrus, but they could not control themselves. They could only be destroyed by Cyrus again and again, and then stand up from the mud.

"He is draining your strength." The person who said this was not Dumbledore, or even Grindelwald, but Voldemort.

This pitiful soul was controlled by the god of death like a puppet, attacking Cyrus from all kinds of tricky angles.

But in Cyrus's view now, Voldemort's power is far inferior to his, and he can't even cause Cyrus much trouble. But he keeps resurrecting, as if he can never be destroyed.

"Thanks for the reminder, Voldemort." Cyrus cast a spell to blow all the enemies in front of him to pieces, then took a half step back, raised the golden cup and took a sip.

He didn't know how long he had been in this world. There was no flow of time here, but he still felt hungry.

Fortunately, he rebuilt the gold cup.

In the endless battle, the crown also kept him sane. The sword was held in his hand, and the Slytherin pendant protected his heart, preventing the vicious curse from harming him.

To be honest, these four magic items look like they were specially designed to conquer death.

The golden cup gave him infinite physical strength, the crown kept his will from being eroded, the pendant protected his body... and Gryffindor's sword - Cyrus had long discovered that the ghosts chopped by it would take much longer to revive than the souls destroyed by spells.

He split Dumbledore's body again, and the expression on the old man's face looked extremely painful.

Perhaps Death had been trying to use this method to shake Cyrus' heart from the very beginning.

But he was wrong, Cyrus drew his sword without any hesitation.

Up to now, he didn't know how many times he had "killed" Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Not to mention that his hands were numb, even Hercule, who kept dying, was almost numb.

At the beginning, when he saw Cyrus appear in front of him, he was full of resentment and curses!

As for now?

Cyrus was almost instantly defeated as soon as he showed his head!

"Tom is right, Cyrus." Dumbledore once again reunited his body in the sand. The number of those dead souls was as numerous as the sea of ​​sand. "Death is indeed draining your strength. Even if you have the Deathly Hallows and the relics of the Big Four, you can't keep fighting."

As long as Cyrus relaxes a little, the Grim Reaper will be able to sneak attack Cyrus, break the curse of the Elder Wand, and take Cyrus' soul.

Cyrus naturally understood this without him saying anything.

"What do you think?" he asked, cutting off Grindelwald's head.

With a wave of his magic wand, he killed thousands of undead souls, but then the bodies of the undead occupied all the sand dunes again.

"I remember that you have an evil spell that can drive the dead souls to help you fight?" Dumbledore smiled and reminded Cyrus while casting the Death Curse at him, "I think now is the time to use it."

"Hot Hell?"

(End of this chapter)