How to break into a ring

How deeply the Valar can sleep, the gods of Arda can speak.

After completing the creation of the world, they gathered happily, and then fell asleep tiredly in the blooming forest.Melkor came to Arda with the Dark Demigod. This time, he did not directly smash it, but started to build an underground fortress.The gods didn't realize that Melkor was coming until the wild beasts became cruel, the smell of blood persisted, the trees died, the river was black, and Mir had deeply integrated the dark breath into the world.

Cough, to put it more simply, the furniture in the Screaming Shack is all rotten, the curtains are faded, the small fountain in the bathroom has exhausted its magic power due to a long time, and the son of the savior has come to Hogwarts - Fay may not be able to Awake!

But God is God after all.

Fay also has a plan to disrupt the Death Eaters' control of the Ministry of Magic, which is related to his comfortable life in the future, so when the days in Fay's memory were getting closer, a slight sound suddenly sounded in the empty room on the second floor. sound.

Sauron, who had also been motionless for a long time and seemed to be asleep, opened his eyes immediately.

He lightly opened the hand around Fay's waist, propped up his upper body from the soft bed, and stared at Fay.

Someone who fell asleep on his back on the bed before, his long black hair was messed up by the person who climbed onto the bed halfway, and the only robe had the same effect as if he hadn't worn it, it was completely pulled apart and loose The pads are under the body, and the only part that can be covered is probably the shoulders.

In the dimly lit room, the fair complexion had a weird light blue color abnormally. It looked like a dark creature, as if it had never been exposed to sunlight.

The slender legs were sunken between the dark green quilt, and there were a few golden scars on the instep of the right foot, which even spread to the calf. Because it was pulled slightly open, the subtleties could be clearly seen.

Because the snoring Balrog downstairs continuously produced water vapor, it not only made the room hot and humid, but the bare skin was already wet with water droplets, which made the ambiguous atmosphere even more intense, obviously nothing Do it, but like sweating profusely.

A slight breath broke the calm.

Fay's chest rose and fell slightly, and his Adam's apple slid unconsciously following him. It was obvious that Melkor's divine essence was about to wake up, and this change was also reflected in his body.

Sauron didn't leave, but lay down again.

There was still no movement in the room. After a while, a black robe was thrown on the ground next to the bed without a sound, and then cracked strangely.

When Fay woke up, his mouth was dry and he felt suffocated. He raised his fingers instinctively, trying to open the collar of his robe, but his fingers only touched the cold and wet skin.

Strange, he didn't sleep in the bathtub.

Fay put his hands down in a daze, and touched his arms on the bed. This warm and soft feeling was obviously what he wanted, just like everyone who wakes up from a deep sleep, subconsciously moved his sleeping body Hands and feet, trying to turn over and continue to indulge in this relaxed and comfortable feeling.

"..."

He seems to have bumped into something.

——The body reacted faster than the consciousness, and it was already close to the past, and it was very possessive to hold on to it.

The black mist in this house gradually dissipated, and the occasional noise of passing by outside came in through the closed windows. This day was Hogsmeade Open Day, and many little wizards came out of the castle to spend this weekend. Although the situation is bad and the war is about to break out, there are still some adventurous third-year wizards who come here to see the most haunted house in the legend.

They were very disappointed. The Screaming Shack was completely different from the haunted house they had imagined. Although the roof was a bit skewed and the wooden walls were strange, it was just an ordinary house.This makes people wonder if it is the wrong place. After all, Hogsmeade will not hang a sign to indicate the direction of the screaming shack, but there is a magic fence not far from this house, and it does have "Danger, stay away" , which was erected more than 20 years ago.

Fay woke up dizzy.

It took a full 3 minutes before he managed to classify the fuzzy voices of arguments outside the window into English—he couldn't sleep anymore, and Milko Gafey had at least dozens of languages ​​in his memory.

Damn, didn't Dumbledore tell the young wizards that the Shrieking Shack was now occupied?

Fay opened his eyes reluctantly, he had to drive away those curious little animals before the Balrog impatiently whipped his whip.After all, his loyal subordinate Balrog can't understand English, and he doesn't have the concept of "you can't kill people casually".

Dazed by the faint silver light, Fay blinked his eyes in doubt, but still didn't understand what was in front of him.

Then he stiffened.

The touch of the body next to each other, the skin resting on the arm...

——Is it impossible for the lacquered Balrog to have such a good hand feeling?Is there anyone else in this house?Inexplicably appearing on your bed in the middle of the night?

Fay, who had no idea that he had slept for the past few months, jumped up reflexively.

"..."

He silently looked down at the robe that had slipped onto his elbow. He stretched out his hand and touched it. Everything from the back to the calf was wet. I feel stiff (the sleeping position being bent and stretched is definitely not standard), but I feel particularly comfortable and satisfied from the mental to the physical (of course, I have slept for so long).None of this matters!The key is that there is another person lying on the bed, wearing nothing! !

Fay could even clearly see his own finger marks on the opponent's shoulders and arms, as well as other strange green and red marks, also covered in sweat, covered by long torn silver hair Part of it, and a lot of it was entangled with my clothes.

Looking to the side of the bed, there was a torn robe scattered, and the style could not be seen clearly.

There was a strange smell in the air—actually, the steam had long suffocated the old wood.

In this case, one person has clothes on and the other one doesn't, have had countless (pressed) experiences but it feels completely different, so is it...

Although the Dark Lord of OTZ has done all kinds of shit, he has never woken up and found out that he is "responsible".

Fay immediately dismissed the absurd idea.

He damn well doesn't remember!Can't remember what I did, how is it possible?

When he looked down at the beautiful and soft long silver hair, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he subconsciously understood that this was indeed the type he liked—glance, a beauty with silver hair and blue eyes, right?

Fay has no confidence in Milko's scumbag attributes at all!

Plus he does think of subtle things while eating a big dinner before bed...

"Hmph." Fay suddenly felt ridiculous at his panic.

What should he worry about?He is Melkor, but this is not Arda, what's wrong with sleeping on the same bed with some silver-haired beauty?What's wrong with being responsible?

Destiny just doesn't allow him to continue to be the dark boss, a dead-end career. It doesn't mean that he can't change his bed partner. He and Sauron don't have a marriage vow like the gods of Aman continent.

It's hard to find capable, loyal and good-looking subordinates these days, and it's hard to find beauties?

So Fay was interested and began to guess the other party's background. After hastily recalling it, he found that there were no famous silver-haired beauties in the wizarding world. Begins a period of trouble that can't be dragged away.

Fay lazily rearranged the clothes hanging on his shoulders, and looked at the person who seemed to be sleeping on the bed with mischief. Although he felt that he had done nothing, he didn't mind waking him up and waiting to see the reaction.

If it was a wizard, it would probably throw a curse angrily.It doesn't matter.

If it's an ordinary person...it's unlikely, the room is dark and dark, and the reflection of the hair is not so obvious. I heard that there are many humanoid magical creatures in the wizarding world, and one of them seems to have straight silver hair and a beautiful and seductive appearance. .

With a bit of laziness, Fay slowed down his movements, and used his fingers to brush away the loose, damp silver hair, but the next second after seeing the other person's face clearly, his fingers immediately tightened, almost like pulling.

With a scream, Fay uncontrollably and angrily strangled the other party's neck. The wet and cold touch made Fei feel horrified, but he didn't dare to think about it: [Why are you?I obviously threw you into Azkaban! 】

The little wizards who were still arguing outside the Screaming Shack were startled by the sudden terrifying sound.

The Dark Words of Mordor uttered by gods and demigods in agitation had dire effects. The sweet sound of the water would cease, the wind would cease, the bright light would disappear, and the surrounding landscape would be reduced to twisted, dark shadows.

"what have you done?"

Fay was furious when he thought that his clothes were the same as not wearing them just now. The most important thing was why did the guy he was so cautious of appear on his bed? !

Something even more frightening and speechless happened to Fay.

Sauron, who was pinched by him, just opened his eyes, his dark blue pupils glanced at him out of focus, and then closed them again.

"..."

What does it mean?

despise?Non-violent non-cooperation policy?

Fay let go in a daze, trying to recall if he really didn't do "anything" last night!

The more he thought about it, the less sure he was, because from the very beginning of Melkor, he had had crooked thoughts about Sauron.Melko's desire to control is extraordinary, and of course he will not be willing to be settled by Sauron forever.The problem is that Melkor has never been a patient god, and once he tastes the taste of desire, when he sees Sauron, he can't help but wait for a better opportunity, and in the end he looks for it again and again, turning over time and time again. But body.

Melkor probably dreamed of changing this situation.

——Could it be that now he is doing what he has been thinking about for N years in such a daze?

Fay thought it was ridiculous, because he didn't remember any details of last night!Is there any backpressure worse than this?

He leaned over with complicated emotions, and couldn't help but grabbed his long, messy silver hair to see what happened.

Too long hair is not good, it covers the body, and there are faint traces of ambiguity, who can confirm if you can't see the key parts?The Dark Lord is not so easy to deceive!

In the end, before Fay lowered his head, his waist suddenly tightened, and he was pulled down abruptly, his body clinging to the opponent.

"If you don't plan to continue sleeping, I must remind you of one thing..."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded ambiguously in Fay's ears, and the latter was so sensitive that even the back of his neck was stiff.

"...We are not the only ones here."

"Vera!"

The Balrog was awakened, and when he found something wrong in the house, he jumped up the stairs angrily, covered in hot steam, holding a whip. Because of his height, the screaming shack shook and the boards creaked.

Shocked by the Dark Word of Mordor, the little wizards outside looked at the slightly distorted house and screamed in fear.

At this time, the Balrog kicked open the door on the second floor.

"Damn traitor, how dare you..." Balrog stopped dumbfounded.

Although the four-poster bed was luxurious, Fay did not put down the curtains before lying down, so from the door, one could see everything clearly: Fay's clothes were half torn and half hung on his body, and Sauron, who was being held down by him, is wearing nothing.

The two were inseparably stuck together, Sauron's arms were tightly wrapped around Fay's waist, and the long silver hair fell from the bed to the floor...

"Crack!" The Balrog's flame whip fell on his own feet, and black smoke billowed straight out.

I forgot to mention that no one in the entire dark camp knows about the mess between Melkor and Sauron, and it has always been a secret.