HP - the time the ring is still

Still in Gray Haven.The wizards have all returned to the wizarding world. After all, the war in Middle-earth is over. Although the Lord of the Rings has not been destroyed, maybe Sauron will return, but at least there will be a period of peace in Middle-earth for the next time.The problems in the wizarding world have not been completely resolved, and Kleist will go back after a while, and her next focus is also on the wizarding world.

Kleist came to Gray Harbor just to see if the ships belonging to their Sindar tribe were built well. Her father couldn't stay in pain all the time. His frail body could no longer support his soul. There will be problems.

"Now is not the best season for sailing. When the ship is built, it will be next spring. By then, the wind in the sea will make the ship sail smoothly to Valinor." Kuwait introduced the general situation to Kleist, He knew that Kleist was more concerned about their progress, not just her, those elves who were injured in the war wanted to seek asylum.

"Next spring? Looks like it's coming soon!" Because the cool autumn wind has already blown.When Kleist looked up at the sky, he accidentally found an owl flying towards her, and watched with some doubts as the owl flew closer. She felt that there should be nothing to look for her now.

"Damn it!" Kleist quickly read the letter and crumpled it into a ball, cursing in a low voice with a ferocious face, which frightened Covent and the others who had been standing beside her.After all, they have just experienced war, and Kleist's performance on the battlefield is obvious to all. If she gets angry, it is really scary. Even Kuwait, who once fought side by side with Kleist, can't bear it, although he still He carefully nurtured his budding emotions, but he also knew that some things would never happen, so it was fine now.

As if knowing that he was a little too aggressive, Kleist relaxed, unfolded the crumpled letter paper, and handed it to Covent.

Coventt accepted it with some hesitation. After all, it was a private letter, and he felt it was presumptuous to do so.But after reading the contents of the letter, Covent's face turned serious, and he said, "Please forgive me for leaving first, I think my father and the others should know about this."

"You guys are busy! I've been bothering you for a long time!" After exchanging pleasantries, Kleist left first.

"That guy is dead!" These were the first words Kleist said when he saw Thranduil.

"Yes, and what's worse is that the One Ring is gone."

Kleist sneered: "It's very simple, the Lord of the Rings betrayed him. This is also his own fault. If he was thrown into the volcano at that time, there would be so many things."

"It's too late to say these things now. It seems that the shadow has never left this starry sky." Thranduil said a little tiredly. Since his father suffered a serious injury, he took over the kingdom and let Gray Harbor build When sailing, all elves knew it was only a matter of time before Thranduil was crowned.

Kleist leaned against the covered bridge, threw the flowers that he had conjured up in a boring manner, and said in a serious way: "I think when the Noldor completely disappear from Middle-earth, those shadows will also disappear. After all, they are all brought it!"

"Seriously, by the way, what happened to the arrow last time?" They have discussed too much about war, the Noldor, the Lord of the Rings, and those dead relatives together recently, and they need to change the subject Speaking of other things, he also noticed that Kleist seemed depressed and irritable recently, especially her frequent visits to Gray Harbor to supervise the construction of ships.

"Ah! I forgot about it!"

Thranduil took advantage of the opportunity to sit behind Kleist, held her in his arms, and said with a smile, "You've been very slack lately."

Kleist scattered all the broken petals in his hand outside the covered bridge, slid down, pillowed on Thranduil's lap, pulled his hair and said, "It's so boring, those people are chattering all day , I can argue for a long time just for some petty gains. The older we are, the more verbose we are, and we try to use our age to overwhelm us. , too lazy to see them."

"Where there is interest, there is contention, and what you have to do is to maintain the greatest balance among all parties, and make sure that your trust and reliance are the goal of their contention, Claire, put yourself in the right place, You are the one who gives them petty profits, you can make them live or they can die, you can give them glory or shame, you are their king, just sit high, cold Just watch them, give them some help when it's appropriate, and you're a good leader."

Kleist immediately sat up and looked at Thranduil with a smile: "Teach me, brother!"

That night, after dinner with his family, Kleist returned to the wizarding world. At this time, the White Castle conference room was still arguing. This time, Kleist did not choose to leave, but opened the door and walked in. Get to the middle position, look coldly at the two people who quarreled the most, show an unfriendly chuckle, and say, "Can you tell me about the issues you are arguing about?"

Regarding how to deal with those goblins who have been fleeing, several factions have been arguing endlessly. Some want to kill them all, and some want to take them for their own use. In order to maximize their own interests, before there is a definite result, everyone wants to take the initiative. , and this paragraph happened to be when Kleist and the others were away.Those wizards closest to the power center also noticed that Kleist and the others were doing dangerous things. If they unfortunately fell, then who would know who would take over next became the most important thing in the hearts of all wizards.

It's a pity that they came back when they were proudly making small calculations and even considering the decoration of the White Castle. Although Kleist hadn't appeared yet, after the group of young people appeared one by one, the situation became more and more serious. It became more and more ambiguous, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding to form a small circle, trying to isolate the young wizards who had left the power center for a period of time, but before the plan was achieved, they were stabbed thoroughly.

When it comes to playing with people's hearts, sometimes, even Tom Riddle is no match for Christopher Cooper.He knew that there was no honest person in the wizarding world, so he chose Muggle wizards who had always been low-key and neutral, and their leader was a young man of Nordic descent. Compared with those veteran wizards who were only seeking profit, he was extra cautious And forbearance.With the full support of Christopher Cooper, in the meeting room of White Castle, there are 43 tables and chairs, excluding Christopher Cooper and his twelve votes, Muggle wizards accounted for seven votes, if nothing else, they already have The right to speak, not to mention, there is Kleist behind them.

"I've been very busy recently, so I haven't taken care of the goblin's affairs much, but I found that you, who are not busy, haven't taken care of the goblin's affairs much, which is really puzzling!"

"Your Highness, you can't deny our dedication during this time!" A wizard retorted immediately, and Kleist felt that he looked familiar, um, an official from the British Ministry of Magic.

"Then, how much property have you confiscated during this time? How much have you captured goblins? What is the battle winning rate?" Kleist slightly curled his lips, raised his eyebrows, and said extremely meanly: "You are here to show me a joke, aren't you? "

"Your Highness, I..."

With a "snap", Kleist stood up straight from the table, interrupted the man's defense, and said, "Peter, tell me, where are those goblins?"

Kleist is sometimes a polarizing person. She can live a lazy life without purpose and pursuit, or she can attack quickly with a purpose.She didn't want to waste time and energy on the goblin's affairs anymore. At the meeting, she didn't say anything to others, and directly assigned tasks, leading the staff to the goblin's hiding place, and started the biggest battle since the goblin's rebellion.

Since some goblins were expelled from the elves' territory last time, most of the goblins who had no place to hide moved to the giant's territory. Most of those giants with thick skin and thick flesh lived in the cold north, but many goblins couldn't stand such a life During their escape, they voluntarily divided into two parts. One part migrated to a more remote remote area without other races. They desperately hoped to escape the current life of exile without a fixed place, but they could not unilaterally abandon other tribes. Bow to the wizards.The other part ran to the giants and urged them to help them continue to resist wizards, regain their treasures and their due status and respect in the magic world.

What Kleist wants to solve the most are those goblins connected with giants. She not only wants to capture goblins, but also deal with those dishonest giants.

Most of the fighters led by Kleist this time are young people, some of them are Estelle's third-year students, some are Aurors, and some are the younger generation of wizards who simply joined the forces of the floating island.Before the battle, Kleist said to the combatants under her command: "You are not allowed to point your wand at your companions, even if it is accidental injury, because wizards who don't even have the right aim are not qualified to go to the battlefield. And Just don’t make your own claims, we can take your body back, but those who died of ignorance will not get any medals. For those of you who forged glory with blood, the gate of the floating island will always be open to you.”

Christopher Cooper looked at the room full of young wizards with high aspirations, smiled and whispered to the people around him: "This is a premeditated screening, those who survive tonight are what we really need. "