The golden eagle spread its wings and flew over the sparkling sea, smashing the oncoming waves with its wings.

Before long, the high-flying eagle saw the coastline in the distance.

He returned to England.

From time to time, a lone Soul Eater could be seen wandering in the sky. Two escapees suddenly appeared in Azkaban, and Fudge almost let them all out.

A large number of Soul Eaters roamed over the city, making the sky over London dark all of a sudden. The thick gray clouds looked like a heavily smeared pencil sketch. Even the temperature dropped by several degrees.

This is probably the coldest summer the UK has had in decades.

The city was filled with mist condensed from low temperatures, and it looked as if the city had suddenly returned to decades ago and turned back into the "fog city". However, compared to that time, London is now at least much cleaner.

The London in Cyrus's memory was the same as the one Riddle had seen when he was a child. The fog was thick, the roads were full of filth, insects and rats were wandering in the wet sewers, and the ground was sticky, as if a bucket of Coke had been poured all over the ground.

This place is not much cleaner than the secret passage leading to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

Judging from Riddle's memories alone, Cyrus thought that his dislike for Muggles was understandable.

He grew up in an orphanage, and in that era, few children from such places had a promising future. Most of them became hooligans, no different from rats in the gutter.

Not having read books and being illiterate is actually not a big deal, but most children have already learned bad things when they are teenagers. Most of them will become the dirty hooligans in the neighborhood, like porcupines covered with thorns, struggling in the mud.

Most importantly, they could not accept Riddle, and Riddle also disdained to be associated with them.

However, when they faced Riddle, an outlier in their group, their instinctive exclusivity would not allow them to get along peacefully. They were not willing to see Riddle, who was supposed to be as humble as them, encounter a turnaround.

Not to mention Riddle's previous attitude towards them.

Sadly, Riddle, who was already attending Hogwarts at the time, suddenly lost all his intimidation towards these Muggle children.

——He was forbidden to use magic.

And this restraint is very useful to him. Riddle never wants to be forced to leave the magical world.

Not many people would have thought that Voldemort, who possessed terrifying magic and brought the shadow of death and fear to people, would always be covered in scars every time he returned to school.

Flashes of Voldemort's past as Riddle flashed before Cyrus' eyes.

Dumbledore tried to teach Riddle that he shouldn't do bad things, but he used the wrong method and didn't think about the future.

When I have magical powers, I feel feared by others, I feel helpless when I encounter a stronger power, and I am bullied when I dare not use my power...

All this made Riddle more convinced that magic is power!

Of course, this was not Dumbledore's fault, and it should not be an excuse for Riddle.

Cyrus's mood became slightly depressed. He felt as if he was watching a gray silent movie. The absurd scenes were like Chaplin's classic comedy, but they made people feel sad.

He knew that this was the magic of the "fog". The soul-eating monsters hidden in the fog were like greedy blood-sucking worms, sucking away the happy emotions of people. Even he was affected a little.

So Cyrus immediately closed his brain and stopped Riddle's memories from attacking and eroding him.

These guys abuse their power for personal gain, and the huge world outside is like a buffet restaurant where they can eat whatever they want. But at least for now, they are still restrained and do not attack Muggles directly, but just make them feel a little depressed.

Aurors also patrol the Muggle and wizarding worlds.

Of course, in comparison, they were more worried about Sirius. In their eyes, the threat posed by this "Death Eater" who killed more than a dozen people in one go was far greater than that of Cyrus.

But having said that, if the Aurors saw Cyrus, there was no reason not to arrest him.

Cyrus really wanted to catch another Soul Eater to study it.

The last Soul Eater he captured died under his mutated Patronus Charm, and he hadn't had time to do more magic research. But now is obviously not the right time.

If the Aurors at the Ministry of Magic saw an eagle attacking the Eater of Souls in public, any fool would think that there was something wrong with the eagle.

Cyrus wandered in the sky for a while, found a hidden corner and changed back to his original appearance.

With a flick of his wrist, the wand fell out of his sleeve.

Generally speaking, Animagus shapeshifters can change their clothes into animal fur, but it is impossible to turn their wand into a part of their body.

They either hide their wands beforehand or simply carry their wands in their mouths while moving.

However, Cyrus broke this iron rule. When he performed the Animagus transformation, he also turned his wand into a feather on his body.

He landed softly, but still attracted the attention of the Azkaban guards.

It seemed that there was a soul-eating monster patrolling in the alley not far away. After hearing the noise, it immediately rushed over here.

Cyrus skillfully used the magic wand to gently stroke his face. The muscles on his face began to swell as if he had drunk a compound potion. When Cyrus raised his head again, he looked completely different.

Even the clothes were transformed from a loose robe into a neat suit under his magic.

He raised his chin and tugged at his tie, ignoring the Soul Eater that kept approaching him. He just pretended to shrink his body when passing by it, and then continued to walk straight and openly out of the narrow alley.

There were several Aurors patrolling the street. They were all dressed in Muggle costumes. After all, they were well-trained Aurors and would not make any outrageous mistakes in their clothing.

But Cyrus still saw their wands at their waists.

He walked past them calmly.

He clearly felt the Auror's gaze lingering on him for a long time, but he was not flustered at all, and walked into the subway entrance and passed through the subway gate as skillfully as all other Muggles.

This series of actions immediately dispelled any suspicion the Aurors had about him.

In other words, there was no doubt from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)