How to break into a ring

"Then, he took that book and left?" Dumbledore looked at the nodding animals in the medical wing with interest, and Madam Pomfrey stared dissatisfiedly in the distance, as the professors came over in turn. She was very dissatisfied with disturbing the rest of the wounded, but she still had too much to do. In view of the special situation after the war, she finally gave the principal the privilege.

"Ten minutes, no more." Madam Pomfrey reminded mercilessly.

"Oh, Bobby..." The white wizard wanted to say something more, but Madam Pomfrey had already closed the door and left.

That momentum was far stronger than when Fay left before.

In fact, their professor of Muggle studies walked away in a daze, and left quickly with annoyance that almost hit the wall, which made the little animals who guessed his origin nervous again.

Uneasy, they strongly demanded to see the headmaster, and declared that there was something very important, more important than Voldemort's death-this description almost caused turmoil.

"Harry... you had an interesting experience, didn't you?" said Dumbledore briskly.

Ron and Hermione turned their heads to look at Harry. The latter was a little dazed and confused, and said in a daze, "Ah, I went to a very strange place with Voldemort."

There was a distinct gasp in the room.

"Voldemort is dead, you can say his name whatever you want, I promise." Dumbledore said with a wink.

These sixteen or seventeen-year-old children couldn't help laughing.

Harry is still trying to recall the scene of the Eternal Hall: "At first, it was all white, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and then a voice suddenly appeared, and he told 'everyone back down', and the surrounding things gradually became clear... It was weird , like the gradual clarity of things that are close by being pulled away."

Others didn't understand this description, and Dumbledore nodded slowly: "It's not being pulled away, but things are shrinking, or you are being magnified."

"Huh?" Harry scratched his hair in surprise.

"When it's loud, you can't hear anything, and you can't see anything when it's too big. Think about it, if a brick was the size of Hogwarts, you could still see Is it an ordinary brick?"

Harry shook his head thoughtfully.

He began to describe that strange place in as much detail as possible, the person on the Snow White Throne, and a flame claiming that he was Fay Angband...

Hermione let out a cry, and quickly covered her mouth.

Harry noticed that Dumbledore didn't even frown, and this calmness went a long way toward calming Potter's uneasy mood.

"It seems that the most troublesome problem does not exist, which is good news."

"Huh?" The little animals looked helplessly, completely unaware of what the white wizard was talking about.

Dumbledore said happily: "He knows the book, and his reaction after hearing the title proves it."

"Maybe... it's because the word 'Lord of the Rings' is too famous among them, so..." Hermione stopped in the middle of speaking, obviously this reason is far-fetched, because Fay just grabbed the book and left Yes, without saying a word.

"He knew exactly what the book said, and he knew where he came from."

Everyone understood the White Wizard's hint this time.

——If there is anything scarier than facing a demon god, it is undoubtedly to tell the demon god that he is actually the villain in a story, or the kind that fails completely and gets beaten to the ground.

Ron thought about the situation for a while, and his face turned pale.

Not to mention demon gods, even good-tempered people will go berserk.

Harry also came to his senses: if he doesn't admit that he is the god of death, and can speak to Morgoth in the story with a condescending attitude, who else can be in the story that Hermione roughly told?

That Creator God...

Harry stammered, "I, I don't think it was a dream, so I really saw it?"

At the same time, the friends who reacted nodded sympathetically at him.

"Boom." Harry fell down on the bed.

"Miss Granger, the book..." Dumbledore said to Hermione.

Fay took away only the first book, and there were two other books with the same cover. Dumbledore opened them casually, and after he knew that this set of books existed, he used the Time-Turner to spare enough time to copy these books. Read the set of books carefully.

The sun shines in the castle through the windows, and the noise of cleaning the battlefield can be heard outside.

"Sam said that long afterward there would be children chasing around the dinner table saying 'I want to hear the story of that brave Baggins who was so great, who conquered the dreadful darkness'. Frodo laughed and said 'And Sam the brave' Stories, without Sam, Frodo would not have succeeded..."

Dumbledore closed the book, placed it beside Harry's bed, and said gently:

"They became the story, with their own amazing experience, Harry... you will be the story in the future."

"Professor, in fact... I didn't do anything." Harry said awkwardly, "I don't know how Voldemort failed, it was you who really did it, and Professor Lupine, Ron's parents, Mu Professor Dee...and Snape, Professor."

"A person can't be a story, Harry." The white wizard looked at everyone in the room from behind the half-moon lens, raised his finger mysteriously and made a whisper, "We will all be a story, ten years and twenty years After that, people will know about us outside of the story. After 20 years, Hogwarts will only have history of magic classes. Many students will say, 'Oh, that Harry Potter, he has so many friends, what should I do? When answering the question, I wrote two less '..."

Ron took the lead and laughed.

"Death will be another journey. Maybe we will go to a strange place, and there may be our stories there. The truth will become a legend, and the legend-no one knows where the legend started. Think I want to see, will you make a Harry Potter that fits the description in the book?"

"Of course not, the story is just an experience, not all of me." Harry blurted out, how could he be the savior without Voldemort.

"So tell me, children, what does Professor Angband look like to you?"

After a moment of silence, a Hufflepuff student who had taken Muggle Studies finally said, "He's very disapproving of wizards' views on plugs."

"I don't like Umbridge!" This is a common characteristic of all Hogwarts teachers and students, Fay is no exception.

"I'm very interested in food..." Neville Longbottom said hesitantly, and he immediately confessed under the puzzled eyes of everyone, "He asked me what the Hogwarts house elves used to arrange for the menu."

"It looks dangerous?" the white wizard asked with a smile.

"No..." The little animals shook their heads regretfully. If Fay called it dangerous, what adjective should Snape use?

"We don't know anything beyond the story, but we have eyes and judgment." Dumbledore stood up, because the 10-minute visit time was coming, he said jokingly, "Of course, I really can't find this, A professor of Muggle Studies who isn't afraid of Death Eaters has a lot to do with it."

"Ah, wait, um... will Professor Snape come back and teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Unfortunately, he has decided to study potions alone..."

"Great!" The room roared with joy.

Dumbledore sighed with regret: "This is bad news for me. Severus is really good, but he is too strict..."

The Ring Spirits floated bored in the Forbidden Forest. They fell in love with the pitch-black Thestral. This is a magical creature that can only be seen by those who have seen death. The spirit couldn't help circling the Thestrals, and although it wasn't as strong as the Mordor Flying Beast, it could fly anyway.

"Boss, how long do you think Lord Sauron is going to wait?" the ring spirits whispered under the cover of the trees.

"It depends on what Melkor is thinking." The Witch King of Angmar was very depressed. He fell into darkness, sought eternal life and power, and ended up in exile with Sauron?

There is a kind of capable subordinate in this world, that is, when they have nothing to do... they feel uncomfortable all over.

Without fighting, without leading the army, and without even developing the power of Mordor, there is no meaning for existence.

The Witch King even began to miss the days when he was looking for the Lord of the Rings every day...

At least analyzing the movement of the Holy White Council and taking the ring spirits around is easier than floating in the forest and studying the emotional entanglements between the main god and the lesser god.

"I bet five days! Melkor's temper is not so good."

"I bet for three days! It is impossible for Lord Sauron to do nothing..."

Behind the Witch King, a group of ring spirits were arguing lively, and the Witch King really wanted to abandon these guys.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately surprised: "Don't guess, it's today."

"Uh?"

Fay walked into the Forbidden Forest with a dark face. He knew that Sauron and his subordinates had not left.

"Bang!" A book hit Sauron.

"Can you read the words?" Fay asked.

Black cover, no pattern, even the inside is blank.

Sauron ran his fingers over the pages of the book and looked up at Fay.

"Where are the ring spirits?"

The Witch King of Angmar was forced to float over. After studying it with his head down, because he couldn't touch the pages of the book, he could barely come to a conclusion: "This is a blank book, without a single word."

"No, there are words in it, but we can't see them." Fay gritted his teeth.

"Us?" Sauron asked back.

"Bring a wizard, whoever you want, and let him read it to you." Fay's anger quickly disappeared, and he looked at Sauron and the Ringwraiths maliciously.

Hey, what is he worried about? This book is called "The Lord of the Rings". Sauron has never "shown his face" in it from the beginning to the end, let alone Melkor. The most stressful thing should be looking for the Lord of the Rings at the beginning of the story. In the end, the Ringwraiths were destroyed along with the Lord of the Rings.

No, the real stress is the wizard who is about to be called to read the book.

—Who do you think the Ringwraiths know?