How to break into a ring

In the dark and damp dungeon, the slippery and writhing reptile body, the black scales rubbing against the ground made strange sounds, the obvious smell of blood in the air, and the sound of a person panting violently.

"No—I don't know!" the man screamed.

The tone of the voice changed, and there were a few unintelligible words mixed in.

"Tell the whereabouts of that wand, and you will receive a generous death." The hoarse voice was familiar, it was Voldemort.There was not enough light in the dungeon, only muddy and shaking shadows.

It looked like the poor fellow, tortured with the Cruciatus Curse and other Dark Charms, was dying.

At this moment, the painful moaning and rolling stopped suddenly, and the angle of view became upward, as if the person had been lying motionless on the ground, only a bellows-like wheezing sound came out of his throat continuously.

This reaction obviously also stunned the Dark Lord.

He subconsciously thought that this guy was going to die, so he simply cast a spell:

"Insomnia."

It is not an easy task to rummage through a wizard's memory. The best way is to let others take the initiative to recall the details of that event through prior conversations.

A broken picture appeared, a young man with blond hair turned over the window sill and smiled slyly.

That face was very young, but the memory quickly disassembled his appearance, restored it, and finally turned into a person sitting upright on a gorgeous golden chair, German aristocratic clothes, a whole row of buttons, hanging on the armrest of the chair On her right index finger, she wears a delicate silver band that symbolizes power.Sharp eyes, condescending contempt ahead.

"Grindelwald..." Voldemort couldn't help being annoyed.

At this moment, the magic of instigating the mind suddenly stopped, and a burning flame appeared in front of his eyes, spreading terrifying pressure. The flame formed a huge eye, with a dark crack in the middle, like a pupil.

The heat that is so hot that it can almost tear the soul, and the fear that is infinitely close to death.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A deadly green light flashed—

"Snapped!"

The fork fell onto the plate.

There was silence in the Hogwarts auditorium. From the students sitting below to the professors on the long table, they all looked at Fay in unison.

Umbridge, who was wearing a pink jumper, had a distorted face. It was the last night before the end of the Christmas holiday. Students returned to school one after another. Umbridge abused his power and sat proudly in the most central principal position. She began her tirade with vigor, and the people who were forced to observe either frowned or dozed off. When Umbridge said that the most important Ministry of Magic was responsible for taking over the school and protecting the personal safety of the students from all aspects, a steel fork fell down. Make a crisp sound, as if deliberately interrupting her speech.

Fay, who was the culprit, stared at the plate in a daze.

Why had he suddenly seen Voldemort questioning a hapless wizard like he was sleepwalking?Well, I should have asked the German wandmaker about the whereabouts of the Elder Wand, and the answer was Grindelwald.

This is all normal—where is it normal, how could he see this well, he is not Harry Potter, the savior of this world with important responsibilities, and at the same time Voldemort's Horcrux, so he can occasionally peek into what Voldemort is doing.Even if he swallowed the Resurrection Stone Horcrux, how could one-seventh of Voldemort's soul affect Melkor?

Strangest of all, the angle of view was that of the tortured German wandmaker, not Voldemort, nor his boa constrictor... which had nothing to do with the Horcrux connection.

As for the last thing that appeared, it was even more curious, the flame magic eye unexpectedly entered...

It is estimated that Voldemort is now frightened and angry. He took the memory of a wizard and found a horrible strange thing by accident. The Dark Lord claimed that he has gone farther than anyone else on the road to immortality. In fact, Voldemort has been infinitely close several times. Death, it was only because of the Horcrux that he didn't die completely.

When the main soul has no body and has not been revived, it is a ghost between life and death. This is Sauron's domain. It is not a little frightening to feel the power of the flame magic eye at close range.Thank the Dark Lord for his rare luck. This is not Arda, and Sauron couldn't hang out his real big eyes...

When Fay was seriously thinking about the conspiracy of Sauron's move, he heard Umbridge cough heavily.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and looked up as if nothing had happened.

"Professor Angband, what do you want to say about the Ministry of Magic's decision?"

With the eyes of the master of darkness, Umbridge, who is secretly called the pink toad by Hogwarts students, is actually not ugly-really, he is much stronger than the orcs and trolls.

There is nothing wrong with Fay's aesthetics. He just set the lower limit of the word "ugly" too high after recovering his memory. Umbridge is far from meeting that standard, so that that kind of The pretentious coughing and the creepy soft girlish voice didn't affect him, because the big spider's voice of scraping iron was more terrifying than this.

"The house-elves in the castle are hitting the wall, I think."

Fay said self-consciously: "The holiday is finally over. They have more work to do, and they haven't finished their fun. As a result, the dinner is still in the kitchen. They must be hitting the wall or using tongs ear."

There was muffled laughter in the hall, though outwardly everyone was looking down at their plates and not laughing.

"Yes, when Professor Dumbledore was here, he always said that eating is the most important thing. He always spoke after dinner." Hagrid sat in the corner and twisted his nose sadly.

"It's too late, let's eat first." Professor McGonagall sternly tapped the glass with a spoon, and a sumptuous dinner appeared on the long table immediately. Who has the energy to talk to Umbridge.

The house elves at Hogwarts are good at cooking, at least when they existed as an ordinary person like "Faye", I heard that British cuisine is synonymous with dark cuisine.In addition to the strange taste of pumpkin juice in Hogwarts, and no one can stop wizards, muggles, and house elves with British household registration from loving potatoes, the table content of Hogwarts is quite rich.

A variety of grilled and smoked chicken legs, bacon, hot dogs, salads, and chocolate.

If Fay fell directly into this world, he must have complained after eating a few meals. After being refreshed by the diet of the Alpha world, he is very satisfied with the food at Hogwarts... You know, you can love grilled mushrooms Fruit-loving sausage-bacon-cream hobbits are top gourmets.

Umbridge had no interest in these foods anymore. She stared at Fay. If the Ministry of Magic hadn't had contact with this magical creature of unknown origin, Umbridge would not have been so scruples at all.

She had questioned the administrator Filch and threatened Trelawney, but none of these people knew what kind of magical creature Dumbledore's professor of Muggle studies was looking for.

The dinner ended in a weird atmosphere.

When the pudding donuts appeared, Umbridge just coughed, Fay pushed the chair away, and walked away calmly and naturally. There was another side door behind the professor's long desk, and Fay closed the door loudly, shockingly. The table shakes a little.

Seeing the stiff expression on Umbridge's face, many people silently thought, well done.

"Hogwarts is going to add some lessons on etiquette, it's a must!" Umbridge said sharply, "Obviously some creatures who are not wizards will never understand this, and Dumbledore is very bad at choosing to teach it." cautious!"

If it was in the past, someone would definitely stand up and refute, but because of the death of the white wizard...

Even the impulsive Gryffindor cub gritted his teeth as if he didn't hear.

Fay was walking back, casually passed through three stair traps, and paid attention to the seven statues that "greeted" to him with their weapons down. Of course, he couldn't put Umbridge in his eyes, Fay What he was thinking about was that he didn't see Harry Potter and his friends at the Gryffindor table for dinner just now.

Didn't go back to school...

It seems that the trajectory of fate is still strong, the gold cup mysteriously disappeared, and the locket in the cave by the sea is fake. Even if Dumbledore is not dead, the problem this time is not small.

As for the crown, Fay glanced up at the eighth floor and was sure that the entire Room of Requirement had exploded at that moment, and the dark force had swallowed everything.

When he came to the remote door of the office of the Professor of Muggle Studies, Fay suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

He didn't faint, but miraculously stood in place, and his consciousness shifted again.

A barren rocky beach, the water on the surface of the river was originally covered with a thick layer of ice, but now it has all turned into boiling steam, and several of them are more than four meters tall.A foul-smelling shadow with livid skin was swaying in the steam.

Fey felt that the unlucky ghost in this perspective backed away in horror, raised his wand and asked angrily at the other side of the rocky beach, "Who are you?"

The whole body was pitch black, and the back of the neck was full of mane. With a "bang", the whole burning guy laughed loudly.

(The Balrog... Fay twitched the corner of his mouth)

"To the bone!!" Fay felt that the whole voice was slightly familiar, as if it was Voldemort again.

Saying the Cruciatus Curse to the Balrog is better than using the Levitating Curse to roll up a big stone and throw it over.The tyrannical demigod lowered his head cruelly and playfully, watching this tiny human being, and those big guys enjoying the high temperature steam slowly climbed ashore.

The bastard is indeed a troll, there are seven or eight of them!

Fay froze when he glanced at the river.

The remaining puddles vaguely reflected the unlucky ghost who had bumped into the troll and the Balrog, with disheveled and withered hair and blue-black eye circles. This was clearly Bellatrix.No matter how blurred the reflection is, it is impossible for men and women to be indistinguishable.

Wait, those red eyes...

"Damn Merlin!" Bella's body was hit by the afterflame of the flame whip, and she fell down unsteadily. The magic power was not enough to resist this erosion. Before Fay realized it, her life was at stake. .

At this moment, the soul piece hiding in Bella's body suddenly struggled, ready to turn into mist and escape, at this moment, Bella twitched suddenly.A terrifying flame suddenly appeared in his mind, forming a huge eye.

"Sauron, what are you doing again?" Fay said immediately.

His voice came out of Bella's mouth, speaking the Dark Language of Mordor, the ground shook for a while, and the giants holding the big wooden sticks foolishly hugged their heads, not knowing what happened.The Balrog widened his eyes in surprise.

The flame demon eye kept turning: "We still have many chances to meet each other. When these human souls are dying, I will leave a mark and call you."

"Vera will not be controlled by you!" Fay said calmly.

"Every Vera will feel the change when their Maier'clothes" die. The more important the demigod, the deeper the influence. I don't think there is any need to doubt this." Sauron said cunningly, "I am very happy, one after another The two successes show that you have returned your trust and acknowledged my existence."

"..."

The Jinbei Soul Piece occupying Bella's body was stunned and furious: "Who are you and what are you talking about? This is the body of my servant, my most loyal servant!!"

The Fiery Eye looked at him at the same time as Fay.

The soul piece has no sound.