who moved my coffin

"what are you doing?"

A roar made Cyrus tremble all over in fright, and the things in his hands fell to the ground.

【Strange, why am I here? 】Syrus felt very strange, he should sleep in the Slytherin dormitory, why is he in the temple now, if he read correctly, this is still the temple of Horus.

"Bastard, Cyrus, you dare to steal the "Bible of the Dead" without permission!"

"Slap!" A slap hit Cyrus hard on the face, causing him to lose direction all of a sudden, and he couldn't even see who hit him.

[Damn it, why can't I control my body? ] Cyrus found himself lying on the ground, unable to move, a pair of feet appeared in front of his eyes, shoes made of gold silk, and snake-shaped decorations inlaid with emeralds.

[Wajit's priest?No, this is the Temple of Horus, how could there be people from Vajit? ] "Hmph, don't think that you are proud of being Imerton's disciple, Cyrus, you are still so ignorant of current affairs!" A finger lifted Cyrus' chin, Cyrus barely looked up and only saw his jaw.

【Damn it, I'm going to kill you! 】Though thinking this way, Cyrus still couldn't move. He found it difficult that he seemed to be trapped in the body. He thought it was a dream, but the pain on his face and the touch of prostrating on the ground were so real, and He couldn't wake up from the dream at all.

"Is that the Bible of the Dead? Is that the source of Mr. Imerton's strength?" Cyrus heard himself saying this, and felt his heart beating so powerfully that the soul trapped in the body seemed to be crushed The shock dissipated.

Cyrus was confused: if it wasn't a dream, but a memory... He remembered that he had never actually touched the "Bible of the Dead", and all he read was the copy that Imerton gave him.

"Pretend to be stupid? I asked the guards. You are the only one in the temple. I wonder why the priests of Anubis came to the temple of Horus. It turns out that you want to steal the "Bible of the Dead."

"Aren't you also from Wajit? Why can't you come, but I can't. Besides, the priests of Osiris have the most authority to keep the things of the god Osiris. Why should they be kept here by Horus?" Cyrus heard himself speaking loudly, and the beating of his heart became louder and louder, almost making Cyrus' soul unable to hear what his body said clearly.

"Cunning, you think you'll be pissed if you hug Imerton's thigh, Cyrus, the pharaoh is the son of Horus, and the pharaoh has the final say on matters on the ground. He said that the Bible should be placed wherever it should be, That is what the gods mean, you despicable bastard, do you still want to provoke a war of gods?"

"Pfft!" Severe pain spread throughout his body, and Cyrus felt his heart was pierced by something. He opened his eyes wide in surprise. The man who didn't see his face clearly held a snake-shaped dagger in his hand, and said coldly, "Of course, I am also very happy to cut off Imerton's arm!"

[Damn it, this is definitely not me, how could I be killed so uselessly! ] Cyrus roared, but he couldn't control his body at all, he could only let himself fall into the darkness, but the strange thing is, why he could still hear the sound of "dong dong dong" when his heart was pierced, and it became more and more big.

————I am the weird dividing line—————

"Boom boom boom!"

Sitting up, Cyrus found himself back in the Slytherin dormitory. His temples were bulging and painful, and the feeling of being pierced through the heart was so real. He rubbed his forehead, and suddenly found someone knocking on the door outside the room.

This year, Cyrus lived in a single dormitory, and no one would dare to disturb him when he was resting.

Impatiently opening the door...

"It's you?" Cyrus looked at the blond boy in front of him, and couldn't help showing a playful smile, "Little cat, why are you free to come to me today?"

Sexus Grindelwald lowered his head and said softly, "Can I come in?"

Cyrus stepped aside with a smile, and gently closed the door after the boy entered.

"What advice do you have today, Kitty?" Cyrus asked with a smile, leaning against the door with folded arms.

Grindelwald turned around and raised his head, the bangs on his forehead drooped a few strands, revealing a trace of weakness.

"I want to get your support, Cyrus Ilrachat, as long as you support me to become the next leader of the saints, I can promise you any request."

"Oh?" Cyrus didn't seem to show much difference, he just scanned Grindelwald's body slowly with his eyes, as if evaluating something.

"Interesting!" After the evaluation, Cyrus chuckled and walked over slowly, "Mr. Sexus Grindelwald, I thought you were in the fancy of Lord Voldemort. You don't want to have both sides, do you?"

Sexus Grindelwald turned his head away, "Voldemort just wants to use me as a puppet, not really support me, he prefers to become the leader of the saints himself."

"Then do you think I have no ambitions towards the powerful force of saints?" Cyrus slowly approached Sexus's ear, sniffing his scent, and said softly, the hot breath he deliberately exhaled made him Sexus was uncomfortable.

"No, Cyrus, your ambition is no less than Voldemort's, but you are not as powerful as him, you can't eat this cake..." Sexus suddenly smiled, and he looked at the stunned Cyrus with satisfaction, He also leaned into Cyrus' ear and whispered, "We are all vulnerable groups, Cyrus, you formed the dove faction to find a way to survive between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, and I did it for the sake of the Grindelwald family. As for the disintegration, we are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the eyes of those big men, why fight with each other, you see, your situation is only a little bit better than mine now, because you are the only heir of the Il Razat family, there is no competition, But if you die, the Gail family, the Purcell family, and those families who want to be the leader of the dove faction can replace you, Cyrus, see the situation clearly, Voldemort will not allow a person who threatens his power to grow, The Order of the Phoenix just uses you as a buffer against war,..."

Cyrus narrowed his eyes, "Keep talking, I'm listening!"

Sexus took a deep breath, his eyes glowed, "Your advantage is a centrist, and your disadvantage is also a centrist. Voldemort is planning to recruit more nobles recently, not only from England, but also from the Saints. , he seems to be very dissatisfied with you. You doves are not monolithic, but Dumbledore is protecting you. Of course, he doesn’t want to declare war so soon. After all, he is old and may not be able to fight Voldemort. However, if we unite If you stand up, you can resist the erosion of Voldemort. If you help me persuade Geliott to leave Nurmengard, I swear that I will do my best to make Geliott support you..."

【This child needs to know that Geliott is an old lover. I don’t know what expression he will have...】 Cyrus stared blankly at Sexus’ excited face, and sighed, 【It’s really a complicated form, I thought It is enough to unite small and medium-sized wizards and nobles with interests, but is it true that people's desires are infinite? 】"Is this what you asked for? Mr. Grindelwald, apart from hitting my poor self-confidence, isn't there any real performance in your efforts?" Cyrus suddenly stretched out his hand, gently pinning Sexa with his index finger Si's chin, squinting his eyes and looking at his lips, "It is true that I am not strong now, but I have not been reduced to need your support. Your analysis is very interesting. I will accept it first, but I don't accept empty promises here, little one." Cat, what price can you pay for our possible future covenant?"

Sexus Grindelwald's high-spirited face suddenly turned pale. He glanced at Cyrus angrily, but he didn't get rid of his teasing fingers, but closed his eyes resignedly, and touched the buttons of his clothes with trembling fingers.

As soon as he unbuttoned a button, Cyrus rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"Dirty!" Sexus couldn't help but growl.

But Cyrus didn't take the next step.

Suddenly, Sexus found that Cyrus was trembling all over. Before he frowned and asked anything, he heard an explosion of laughter suddenly.

"Hahaha, it's so cute, kitty, you look like a good woman who is forced into prostitution, it's so interesting! What do you think I'm going to do to you, haha, it turns out that you really plan to sleep with me, it's so enjoyable , This is the first time someone volunteered to me, I really, really want to die laughing! My hair is not even grown yet, can you do it, you..."

Cyrus laughed so hard that he almost bent over, his hands were still holding Grindelwald's waist tightly, and he didn't notice that the resentment on Grindelwald had almost become real.

"Cyrus? Il Rachat, you bastard, go to hell!" Sexus finally blew his hair.

"Hey, don't, don't slap your face! Be careful I'll hit you!...Ah, don't slap your face, am I kidding you?...Okay, okay, we form an alliance, let's form an alliance...just kidding If you are serious, you will lose...Hey, you can't hit your allies!...You unqualified seducer...Is there anyone who begs for help like you! "

————I am the weird dividing line—————

"He promised to form an alliance?" Heinrich's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were red.

Sexus, who was sitting on the bed with his knees hugged, nodded sullenly, and his nose twitched.

"He agreed to your terms?" Heinrich closed his eyes and asked in pain.

Sexus gave a "hmm" and sniffed again, looking very aggrieved.

"Are you okay..." Heinrich opened his eyes again, trying to squeeze out a concerned smile, although his heart was pierced.

"It's not good at all..." Sexus suddenly thumped the bed hard, and shouted angrily, "I knew he was in need of a beating, and I beat him up as soon as I entered the door. I ended up talking a lot and giving him an analysis. After clarifying the situation and pointing out the benefits of our alliance, he still teased me, saying that I have no hair, and... still wanting to seduce him. As soon as I got angry, I fought with him. In the end, he agreed to form an alliance Already!"

"You beat him up, and then he agreed to form an alliance!" Heinrich Feldman opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe his ears.

Sexus nodded, but the roots of his ears were still red, as pitiful as his eye sockets, "Damn Ilrachat, a vicious bastard, you actually said that I was an unqualified seducer, and that only my head was caught by the door?" The guy who gets caught will like me, and it will take 3000 years to warm his bed..."

Heinrich was completely relieved. He lowered his head to hide the irresistible smile on his lips, but secretly looked up at Sexus' fury.

————I am the weird dividing line—————

After Sexus left, Cyrus flung himself on the bed depressed and thumped the bed, "The kitten delivered to the door, you are so tsundere and seductive, you can't even flirt with it, Imerton, you go to hell...ah, It hurts me to death, the damn armband hurts my soul... Ah! Is there any reason for it!"

In the end, he grinned and touched the Immorton armband on his left arm, gasping for breath in pain.

"Is there any mistake! It's actually a guardian spell of chastity, Imerton, you will die badly, and you will be struck by lightning if you interfere with other people's good deeds! No wonder Ansuna dumped you, you are a scum! What is it, you gave it to me Casting this curse, what do you think of me! Could it be that you were overly stimulated by Ansuna and changed your sexuality?... In other words, why can't the armband be pulled off? I don't know if the arm will be taken off... Hey, it hurts so much, I dare not, Mr. Imerton, I was just thinking about it, can't I just think about it~~?"