How to break into a ring

Lucius, who was forced to escape from prison, had nowhere to go, and was desperately waiting for the Dark Lord's call—no doubt, if Voldemort saw the news of Malfoy's escape from Azkaban, he would definitely use the Dark Mark to summon him .

Butterbeer was bubbling in a wooden mug, and the platinum nobleman stared silently at the stain on the table, thinking of an excuse that would save him from the Cruciatus Curse.

There are not many wizards in the Three Broomsticks, and the only few are discussing the current situation anxiously and nervously.

After confirming that the black cat would not come back for a while, Lucius quickly stood up and walked out of the bar to the place where the public owls were rented. He had to send a message to his friends and let Narcissa Draco not Worry about yourself.

As a result, before he took a few steps, he saw a few wizards who were also wrapped in cloaks. Their eyes were cold and out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere, and passers-by avoided them.

Lucius accidentally saw the rare dark green hair and sharp golden pupils coming out of the cloak of one of them, and he was shocked immediately. This is a typical feature of a wizard noble in Germany.In this chaotic time, the German wizards who will come to England should be Aurors... more likely, saints!

Before he recovered, he saw the white wizard in the purple star robe coming out of Honeydukes.

In the next second, those mysterious wizards rushed over and raised their wands, the lights of death curse and black magic lit up, all the glass windows of Honeydukes were shattered, brightly colored candies rolled to the ground, piles of cockroaches and chocolate frogs covered the ground Crawling around, a large can of pink jellybeans was hit by a spell, and they scrambled to spray pink bubbles.

Passers-by screamed and avoided, and shouted that the Death Eaters were coming.

This made several German wizards even more angry, some black magic hit the roof, and all the quills flew out in panic from the stationery store next door to Honeydukes.

The White Wizard reacted quickly and had already dodged and even knocked down one of his attackers.

Wait, Dumbledore doesn't seem to be holding the right wand.

Lucius retreated to the corner of the street, belatedly discovering that the "White Wizard" was a fake.

Even what Malfoy found out, the attackers also noticed that something was wrong. They exclaimed in German, and then rushed forward desperately, but the black magic was replaced by a stun spell.

The battlefield gradually moved away, and Lucius was already dumbfounded.

——Grindelwald not only escaped from prison, but also avoided saints.Not only wandering around in England, but also knowing that the saints who smuggled over are planning to attack Dumbledore, so they appeared in Hogsmeade disguised as a white wizard?

Merlin, the world is crazy!

Also, where did Grindelwald get the compound soup made from the white wizard's hair? !

A chocolate frog jumped onto Lucius' robes, and he suddenly came to his senses and quickly Apparated.

There are places to rent public owls everywhere. If you stay in Hogsmeade, you may encounter Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. In any case, it is shocking news that the German black wizard attacked the headmaster of Hogwarts. The front page of tomorrow's prophet must be this.

Before leaving, the platinum nobleman glanced at the Screaming Shack in dismay.

Although there is a chance to escape now, for the safety of Narcissa and Draco, Lucius can only wait until night before venturing back to Hogsmeade.

The attack at the door of Honeydukes also alarmed the wizards guarding the door of the Shrieking Shack. They didn't leave their posts without authorization, but they couldn't help but look over there, so no one saw a black cat running into the shadow of the house. under the glass window.

The faint black mist that enveloped the Shrieking Shack had no effect on the cat.

With a slight push from the window sill, the latch burst open, and the black cat slipped into the window without a sound, and did not forget to restore the window to its original shape with its front paws.

The cat's body was too small, and when it jumped down, it got caught in the thick velvet curtain, and it took a long time to get its head out. Unfortunately, its tail got entangled with the curtain decoration rope wrapped with gold thread.

The floor was cold, and the room was pitch black, save for dull and regular odd sounds.

——like the sound of magma bubbling and bubbling.

One of Balrog's feet can be seen through the open door of the bathroom. His body is too big to fit into the bathtub, but it is finally resting on the marble tiles. The blackened footboard emits a little spark along with the snoring. , did not cause a fire, and soon got under the skin of the Balrog.

The small fountain in the bathroom provided by Malfoy's house-elf was still throwing golden water droplets with fragrance, but when it fell on the Balrog, it immediately turned into steam, and the water dripping on the tiles was quickly baked. dry.

This caused the bathroom to be steamy and stuffy, as if someone had cooked the Balrog.

When the black cat tried to break the decorative rope of the curtain, the Balrog suddenly moved, his whole body glowed red, and the rhythm of his snoring also changed, as if he was about to be awakened.

The cat's paw froze in mid-air, motionless.

The flames on Balrog's body, who didn't feel any abnormal aura, gradually disappeared, and the black lacquered soles of his feet unconsciously lifted up to the fountain mouth. Suddenly, this leg seemed to be thrown on a barbecue grill, the flames were dim, and the heat was billowing.

"..."

The cat's claws fell gently, and patiently slowly picked up the decorative rope wrapped around the tail, but the movement was a bit clumsy. No one is proficient in how to be a cat, but most of the wise people are self-taught Yes, and they know how to endure and will adapt to the changes of fate.

Under the action of the magic fountain, most of the steam turns into water and sprays out. The circulation is good, but the furniture, floor and curtains are all wet.When the black cat untied the troublesome rope, the hair on its body was also sticky into strands.

Passing the armchair in front of the fireplace, far away from the bathroom, the kitten climbed the stairs.

The Screaming Shack is not very big, it is more like a small attic than the second floor, furnished as a living room.The decorations extorted from Horcruxes are absolutely high-end, even the stairs are covered with soft carpets, and the room is so sweltering and stuffy that normal wizards would feel suffocated when they come in.

Fay was lying on the edge of the bed with his boots on,

In fact, he just came here to feel the feeling of lying on the aristocratic four-poster bed. The gods of Arda usually don't sleep, but their bad problem is that they often sleep as soon as they say it, without warning.

Maintaining the posture of sitting on the bed and lying on his back, Fay stared at the carvings on the top of the bed to admire, and sleepiness suddenly emerged from the depths of his consciousness.The bed under him was extremely comfortable, and the wizard's bed was still magical, and it was always warm.Fay hadn't slept in such a comfortable bed since he woke up in the Misty Mountain cave and saw Gollum's face.

No, I haven't even encountered a bed!

Go ahead and search Melkor's memory - the Dark Lord is indeed scary, but apart from such a superior environment in Aman, except that the Noldor elves have soft pillows and a big bed that can't fall off no matter how they roll, Even the gods rest directly on the grass in the garden bushes.

Not to mention the dark race.

He eats badly, wears tattered clothes, and can only live in caves, and just like this, he has to fight for Melkor with weapons.

Fay had a particularly guilty feeling. He yawned, and struggled to think for a second between sleeping and not sleeping. Thinking that the Balrog was downstairs, even Sauron had to avoid the Balrog's whip, and Fay immediately felt relieved. up.

Before he could think about anything else, he was overwhelmed by sleepiness.

Without even getting up, he fell into a dream.

Her long black hair was pressed under her body, her eyes were closed, her expression was serene, only the three light-colored red marks on her cheeks shimmered slightly.Fay wasn't breathing, and his chest didn't even rise and fall—when the essence of Shenyuan was asleep, the "clothes" were of course useless.The Balrog downstairs didn't dare to sleep so dead.

This is what the cat saw when he scrambled to the bed.

Quietly approaching Fay, the cat stretched out its pink tongue and licked the red marks on his face. The movement was so fast that Fay didn't even know it, and didn't even shake its eyelashes.

A slender, pale hand appeared out of nowhere and pulled Fay's dark hair aside from his forehead.

The soft quilt was weighed down slightly, the room was slightly illuminated by the pale silver light, the long hair hung down on Fay's face, and with nimble fingers, he untied the only robe on Fay's body.

——The dark camp can only take out armor, as for weaving clothes?Only the big spiders in Mirkwood know how to weave, so whether it is the Witch King of Angmar or Melkor, they only wear the simplest black robes.

The Balrog downstairs was still snoring, and Melkor's dark aura was enough to cover up Sauron's presence.

Especially this time Sauron took the opportunity to take away the "clothes" condensed from the power of Melkor.

【You refuse to admit that I am your Maiya, but there is no god in this world, you are not Vera, and I am not Maiya. ] Sauron bowed his head and whispered into Fay's ear, 【It's like fate, always going against your wishes. ] Of course, the person who fell asleep did not respond at all.

In the past, there was only one adjective for Arda's appearance aesthetics, which was "elven-like", and Melkor used this appearance to deceive gods and elves. Of course, he would not create clothes like "a powerful elf shooter". It was Fay who complained for a long time when he saw his appearance.

The unbuttoned black robe was hung on the shoulders, and the white chest was exposed, and the color contrast was strong.Fay's wrist resting on the quilt was held, his fingers were dangling, and he was easily pulled away.

The cold hand slowly moved down along the shadow of the collarbone, and paused when it reached the lower abdomen.

The two lying on the bed are next to each other, and the ambiguous atmosphere spreads quietly, but in fact, their bodies are cold, and they can never warm up, because "clothes" are always clothes.

【You always only believe in yourself. 】

What is reflected in the dark blue pupils is not a half-cloaked body, but a flame of black light flowing around the golden edge.

In the first sight, the Eternal Hall, Melkor, who dismissed the music pondered by the gods, only wandered in the void, trying to occupy that world with creation.

If we talk about changes, Melkor, who disobeyed the grand movement of creation, is not what Sauron first saw. Now it is just another change. Perhaps everything is the will of Iluvita, and fate is the most difficult to overcome.What Sauron saw was always the divine essence of Melkor.

【… Deny others, and finally deny yourself in all failures. 】

Sauron seemed to be talking to Fay, and it seemed to be telling himself. He stroked Fay's closed eyes, his voice was cold and sober, his silver hair covered Fay's eyes, his lips and teeth met, and there was no gap in the fit of his body. :【Even if you don’t own the secret fire, you are still Melkor, even if the master of the west rules Arda forever, and the glory of the first god falls into darkness, I can become the shadow and control the fear... Now you deny yourself, I am not surprised .You forsake Iluvatar's will for pride, the Balrog for darkness, and I for you only. 】

The author has something to say: Seriously, there is no such thing, really == Sauron did not take advantage of others this time. About love, Sauron is earlier than Melkor... Well, from the ball of light and the ball of fire In other words, Sauron, seriously, it’s not Melkor, the lord of darkness, that he likes seriously, but actually the fireball in the Eternal Hall, which is not in the right direction with the wind (hey), so he didn’t agree with the movement, he was sober.

Others fall for darkness, he for Melkor.