How to break into a ring

It was really understandable that Faye didn't recognize the Ringwraiths at first.

It's like a well-dressed BOSS, with a flamboyant mount and an imposing manner, and suddenly one day he changed into a beggar's outfit and appeared... This is worth the difference.Even if the humans of the Kingdom of Gondor are here, they can't help but stare. Who would have thought that the Lord of Minas Morgul, the Witch King of Angmar, who destroyed the Northern Kingdom and brought terror to mankind for thousands of years, would suddenly Into a—broken sack?

Under the pressure of the Dark Lord, the Death Eaters' control over the Ministry of Magic suddenly accelerated, and the Imperius Curse cost nothing.Successfully controlled more than half of the Law Enforcement Department, and transported a batch of werewolves and disappearing cabinets to Azkaban by boat.

Voldemort's words to drive these werewolves were very simple. He only revealed a little news that he was going to attack Hogwarts, and the werewolves headed by Fenrir couldn't wait to ask for it.

It is conceivable that Lucius, who knew that the werewolf was also in the attacking team, was so anxious that he almost fainted. He only had time to write to inform Snape, because he was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to go into details, so he just asked his friends to keep a close eye on him. Draco, and suggested that Draco would be in danger.The letter was stopped by Bella, who sneered at Lucius as a coward, but because Draco was Narcissa's son and an unbreakable witness, Bella did not destroy the letter.

The disappearing cabinet has not been repaired, and the werewolves who passed through the cabinet were dripping with blood and missing a piece of flesh.

The worst thing was a guy who fell down as soon as he came out, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was spitting black blood, he struggled and rolled on the ground before he was out of breath.This symptom is probably half of the heart missing... Unstable teleportation magic is quite scary.

The ring spirits have no form, and no matter how damaged they are, they will only pay some dark power, but their already broken cloaks are completely hopeless, and now they can be elected as the most broken dementor in Azkaban if they are pulled out.

The Witch King of Angmar was pulled out of the cabinet by the other Ringwraiths in a state of embarrassment.

The Supreme Commander of Mordor, the Witch King who once led hundreds of thousands of orcs to wage war against humans, glanced around decisively as soon as he floated out.

No ambushes, no traps... that's fine.

The best thing is that as soon as you come out, you meet the "target person", the mission is completed, and the next action is completely free-you can't understand the poor Witch King who has been looking for the Lord of the Rings for half his life.

Fay slowly retreated to a pile of messy books. He was surprised at first, and then found it ridiculous: "Declare war on me?"

An uncontrollable anger rushed to his forehead.

【What gave you such confidence? ] Fay clearly felt the memory of Melkor left in his body this time, but this time his consciousness did not lose control, and those anger and pride suddenly poured into his mind like a flood, and his eyes suddenly went black.

Then the screams brought him back to reality.

The warm liquid splashed onto the cheeks and neck, and then slowly flowed down.

Thick bloody smell and terrifying dark magic power filled this space, and those messy things were impacted and collapsed.The falling objects soon caused objects further away to shake, screaming wizard pieces were smashed to the ground by the holed cauldron, and rows of broken tables and chairs and old books collapsed next to each other.

It was as if the world in front of me had collapsed.

Of course the Ringwraiths are not as stupid as werewolves, they have already quickly floated high, avoiding the fleeing brooms and snitches, looking for the exit.

When Faye opened his eyes, he found himself stepping on the head of a werewolf.

The blood mist dyed the robe even darker, and Fay could clearly see himself from the eyes of the werewolves around him—the ends of his long black hair were curled up, exuding a real black mist as if shrouded in shadows, and the three faces on his right face The red mark became very obvious, and it could be clearly seen that it was the paw print of a bird of prey.This made half of his face still the dazzling one carefully created by Melko, while the other half was weird and ferocious.

"Those who dare to challenge the ruler of darkness are already sleeping in death."

There was no pressure when Fay uttered this sentence. It was a "human being". It was never a human being who defeated Melkor. If he could say this sentence, Sauron was not qualified.

The terrifying dark pressure caused the werewolves to keep retreating, and some of them were even unlucky enough to be buried by debris. There was a bloody severed limb hanging on the overturned disappearing cabinet—just now, when Fay was dizzy and closed his eyes, he took the lead The werewolf who launched the attack couldn't even find the corpse.

In such a bloody scene, Fay didn't even frown.

【I can't kill a Maya, but I can...】 "Make an undead who has fallen into darkness disappear completely!"

Fay's consciousness was very confused, and he couldn't even control what he was saying. For a while, it was the Dark Language of Mordor that spread to everyone's minds in anger, and then changed to ordinary English halfway through.

The Witch King of Angmar made an unexpected move.

Black flames emerged from his empty palm, turning into a magic sword composed of flames. The strong and evil aura was like a storm, causing countless objects to jump up tremblingly, and then exploded with a bang.

【Use it first, then trample on my trust, betray my will... finally declare war on me? ] Fay's voice became clearer and clearer, and the overflowing dark magic power was gradually controlled. His expression was neither as arrogant and angry as Milko's, nor as eager to dig a hole to bury these bad lucks as the original "Faye".

There was no embarrassment in the tone, only sarcasm:

【He was one step too late, the destruction of the Lord of the Rings doomed everything to end.declare war?This is no longer Alda, what else can he get? ] "Many things..." the Witch King holding the flaming magic sword covered the face of nothingness with a hood again, and said in a hoarse and low voice.

Fay: ...

That's not fair, why even the Ringwraiths speak English? !Smaug could understand only roughly, but the Balrog could not understand at all?

——He is still Fay, and has not changed back to the former Dark Lord Melkor. In fact, memory is the past and can never be changed. Those will also fully integrate.

Melkor waited, the "true betrayal" of Sauron.

He stared at the disappearing cabinet, as if hoping to crawl out of it.

"The so-called 'many things' are obtained through despicable evasion?"

Fay was determined to get rid of Sauron's damn "historical problem", and taunted unceremoniously in his language, "As long as it is a critical time, he is always not on the battlefield. No one can defeat an enemy who has fled."

"But the Lord of Mordor has his faithful servants at all times."

The Witch King of Angmar's flaming magic sword has been slammed down, and the sparks rolled out by the airflow caused the old parchment to burn, the ground cracked, the heavy stone statue was split in two, and the severed head hit the wall hard superior.

The dilapidated crown on the stone statue's head rolled into a pile of explosive fireworks, which may have been contraband hidden by the students.

The screams of the crown were not noticed at all, and there are so many objects in the wizarding world that can make sounds.

The eight Ringwraiths had already floated to the door of the Room of Requirement, unscrewed it calmly, and took a last look at the battle between Melkor and the Witch King inside. The Ringwraiths pulled out their tattered robes from the door, and closed the door kindly. .

Turning their heads, they met a Professor Trelawney wearing a lot of necklaces and beads and wearing big glasses: ... (never seen glasses)

Sybill Trelawney was about to go to the principal's office to find the White Wizard, but was attracted by the open door: ...

"Ah—the divination professor screamed and crawled down the stairs, "Dementor! ! "

The shadow of her swaying big shawl hadn't completely disappeared when the door of the Response Room slammed and flew, the walls of the entire corridor twisted, and the castle shook violently.

When the Hogwarts professors rushed to the eighth floor, what they saw was a scene of ruins. The bricks piled up in the corridor collided with each other, not allowing other bricks to grab their original positions, and the bricks falling on the ground The frame looked startling.The portraits who fled to other places screamed and desperately told that they had seen a dementor.

"Those guys are going to the Astronomy Tower, Merlin!" A portrait of a noble lady is crumbling. The picture frame she stands on belongs to a white Persian cat. The cat impatiently wipes the hoarfrost on the surface of the oil painting with its paws. .

The coldness that had not dissipated in time also proved this point.

The silver-white phoenix patron saint flew out of Dumbledore's wand and hovered in the castle, preventing the "dementor" from detouring into the hall and attacking the students.

"Severus, please go to the Astronomy Tower and help me!" Dumbledore pointed his wand at the ground, and all the bricks that were still fighting died down, and they flew up to repair the wall obediently.

A werewolf with a bloody head was lying horizontally under the original ruins.

"Merlin!" Professor McGonagall vigilantly threw a curse towards the vicinity.

There was no abnormality, no Death Eaters standing invisibly nearby, only faint shaking coming from the walls, the corridors had been completely repaired, and there were still piles of charred books and half-remained brooms on the floor.

At this time, a door suddenly appeared on the wall, and a few black figures fell out. The hair on their bodies was burned bald, and there were injuries everywhere. Before they were hit by the stunning spell, they fell to the ground exhausted, trembling Back to human appearance.

"Devil..." The werewolf only muttered this sentence, but couldn't move.

"not good!"

The door was smashed open again with a clang, and a shadow wrapped in a black cloak ran out in embarrassment. It still held a half-cut flaming long sword in its hand, and several patron saint spells rushed over together—poor Witch King of Angmar Almost unable to squeeze out, the professors watched in horror as the Patronus took off the robe of the "Dementor".

The Witch King, who dropped the authentic dementor equipment, glanced contemptuously at the human holding the small wooden stick, and then continued to float across the corridor. When passing through the castle wall, the Hogwarts defense system took effect.The Witch King is not a god, so he was stopped for life, and the crown on his head was crooked, and the white mist that condensed into his body could only change for a while, reshaping the face that was also crooked.

"..."

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Hodge, the Quidditch professor, asked puzzledly.

The other professors looked at her silently, and then at the "unclothed dementor" who found the right direction and jumped out of the two-meter-high opening window.

"You can't see?"

"What? Hasn't that dementor been torn apart by the Patronus?" Mrs. Hodge pointed to the remains of the black robe on the ground.

——That thing, is it a creature like thestrals?

Just as Wizard White was about to say something, he suddenly raised his wand again. Thick smoke kept coming out of the Room of Response. A burst of stagnant pressure hit the wizards' chests hard, and even the armor spell cast on their bodies was shattered.

This evil aura made Professor Slughorn, who had just climbed up the stairs, turn pale and almost escaped.

"……Mystery man?"

The door shook and collapsed, and when the vague figure walked out from the thick smoke, it was washed away by a pile of spells.

The spell becomes a ball of light, instantly illuminated—

"Wait, that's not Voldemort, he has hair!" Professor Flitwick yelled after hearing the situation.

As soon as he walked out, he saw the principal and professors chasing and intercepting him. He subconsciously thought of Fay, who was destroying the school property: ...

wrong!The Witch-king of Angmar has escaped!

"Did you see a dementor?"

One professor pointed to the black robes on the floor, the others looked at the window at the end of the corridor.

"They came out of the cabinet!" Fay said in a hurry, and ran towards the window without looking back. When he saw the Witch King floating away not far away, Fay realized belatedly, He can't fly.

【Smaug! 】The Lord of Darkness is finally willing to take care of his creations.

The majestic dark magic power rolled across the sky, shaking the trees in the Forbidden Forest for a while, and the treetops continuously transmitted this wave.

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Collapsing Little Theater:

Dumbledore: Fay, you have a nice voice, would you like a glass of honey water to soothe your throat?

Fay: ...you don't understand the world where communication basically depends on roar