Early the next morning, while Cyrus sat at the Slytherin table eating breakfast, still bleary-eyed, an owl carrying a letter flew up to him.
Cyrus took the letter, fed the owl a little food, and immediately opened it.
The letter was from Lucius and Narcissa. On the surface, it seemed like nothing more than an ordinary letter expressing their concern for their son and sending their regards. But Cyrus spotted the coded message at once. After he cast a Concealment-Revealing Charm, the true contents flashed into view and vanished.
Lucius had already persuaded the other school governors to remove Dumbledore from the school as soon as the next victim appeared. He had also pulled a few strings at the Ministry of Magic to make sure Hagrid could be sent to Azkaban for a few days.
Excitement stirred within Cyrus, but he kept his expression unchanged, as though he were reading an ordinary letter. He quietly folded it and tucked it back into his sleeve.
The two little lackeys sitting beside him looked as though they wanted to strike up a conversation, but considering how Malfoy had seemed like a completely different person lately, neither dared to speak.
"What is it?" Cyrus adopted Malfoy's characteristic arrogance and shot them a glare.
"N-nothing..."
"I'm finished. Goodbye." Cyrus stood and walked alone past the crowded tables. Quite a few people greeted him, but he ignored them all, considering when to launch the next decisive attack.
Right now?
Or should I wait a little longer?
I still have no idea how to make the Philosopher's Stone, and I'm not ready to face Dumbledore either. Dumbledore remained Cyrus's greatest concern.
But if the plan went smoothly, he would never have to face Dumbledore.
"Nothing can go wrong this time!"
The accident at Christmas had truly