How to break into a ring

The war is over.

In the Forbidden Forest, Voldemort finally fell under the spell of everyone in the Order of the Phoenix. No one noticed that before this, a gray-white soul escaped and was taken away by Sauron, but he didn't have time to do it again——Sauron's sudden stiffness almost Seconds, and Fay was out of consciousness for half a minute, and people's eyes were attracted by the surviving Harry.

If it was Harry Potter who killed Voldemort, the Death Eaters might have been stunned immobile, and even tried to save Voldemort and fight back, but now the White Wizard and Grindelwald on their opposite side are all holding their wands, so what else can there be The suspense and pressure directly forced them to flee.

Many Death Eaters were knocked down, but there were so many of them after all, some of them struggled to escape from Hogwarts. All the way from the Black Lake to the gate, they lay dead bodies and lost their resistance in a coma. The wizard, the lawn and the ranger's hut were all unrecognizable, with black marks left by spells everywhere, and the bushes were set on fire after the torches were thrown away.

Choking smoke and screams ripped through the night sky.

As long as you are sure that you are not covered by the spell, you can use Apparition, as long as you can escape to Hogsmeade, you can use the public fireplace, and those coerced wizards also ran desperately, fearing that they would perish with the Death Eaters.

As a result, after they successfully escaped, what they saw was not hope, but appeared in Hogsmeade to intercept their siege, led by Malfoy.

"Ministry of Magic—no, it's the Aurors!"

"Traitor!" a Death Eater yelled.

"Malfoy is a traitor, and Snape, that despicable half-breed, they joined the Order of the Phoenix!"

What kind of shouts are meaningless, the future of defeat is only escape, and what awaits the Death Eaters will be the prison of Azkaban and the kiss of the dementors.

But the platinum noble just needed this anger. The Death Eaters he let go in advance made the shouting louder many times, not for the Death Eaters, but for those who saw the final battle.

Lucius was surprised that Snape's name was also in the shout, he didn't know exactly what happened, even though the Ringwraiths urged him to release the wizard imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic immediately after Sauron disappeared, Lucius He was also under pressure and had no choice but to do so. If he had to choose, he would have to wait and see. After all, it was easy to clean himself up like this, but it would be terrifying to face the Dark Lord's wrath directly.

But Voldemort is far away, but the threat of the Ringwraiths is close at hand.

Just as Lucius was trying his best to delay the time and let the Death Eaters overseeing the Ministry of Magic escape into the fireplace, he pretended to lead people to chase after him, his right arm was hot, and the ugly mark gradually faded and slowly disappeared.

The Dark Lord is dead, completely...

Lucius, who was so shocked by this fact that his mind went blank, subconsciously followed the instructions of the ring spirits to intimidate the officials of the Ministry of Magic who had been imprisoned, and fabricated the fact that the Death Eaters would come back the next day to execute them after finishing off the Order of the Phoenix. If he didn't want to die, he could only participate in the final battle tonight, and then he apparated in Hogsmeade with a large number of released Aurors, confirming the news he wanted to know most.

Voldemort is really dead.

Killed by Dumbledore and Grindelwald...

The joy of the sudden release of the stress, and the fact that everything is going according to the best expectations.It made the platinum nobles feel like they were dreaming. Look, not only the Malfoy family might be fine, but even their friends might escape the post-war trial.

Dumbledore is not dead, at least Severus can get proof from the White Wizard like last time, and avoid entering Azkaban.

"Narcisa! Draco!" Lucius anxiously searched among the crowd.

Many people heard the cries of the traitors, almost crazy Death Eaters, and some gave up the chance to escape and stopped to attack Lucius, but they didn't want to break through the nine ring spirits, the ring spirits were invisible after taking off their cloaks White mist, in the chaotic night, the flames flickered and couldn't see people's faces clearly, only the rays of magic spells that kept coming out.

One after another, Death Eaters who failed to attack were knocked down by Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix.

The saint was nowhere to be seen, leaving quickly in confusion.

Fay stood on the tree without moving, and like him, Sauron remained where he was.The two of them were on the same tree, watching silently under the other tree that the night sky was dyed red by the flames, people were dying constantly, and floating souls were scattered above the hustle and bustle.

Death is always an opportunity to start over.

It's just that for Voldemort, it's too much, he has an incomplete soul.

No one knows where the dead will go, and their journey has nothing to do with this world.

"It's a lucky thing to be able to turn back." Fay muttered to himself.

The devil's vine let go, and Harry was rescued by his friends with nothing but a wound from the sharp thorn.The red-haired Weasley family reunited, and after a short hug, they took up their wands and rushed into the battlefield again. The spells brushed against the wizards' elbows and clothes, sharply dodged and jumped, and brushed past death .

In the memory of Melkor and Sauron, they have seen countless wars, many more cruel and tragic than this one, but there has never been a war. They just stood there silently, watching these.

"There are always things that are worth looking back..."

Fay remembered the soul piece on Harry's forehead. Voldemort killed only that soul fragment. Harry stepped into the road of death and finally came back. Not many people have such luck, and not many people have experienced it such an ordeal.

Fay looked down at Sauron. The wound on the latter's face had healed, leaving only deep and shallow red marks, but the robes he was wearing were messy and torn, and he looked embarrassed.

Sauron looked at the dissipated souls. He could hear the mad cries of the dead, the unwilling curses, and the faith and hope of the fallen. He had seen these countless times in Arda.The beautiful kingdom of elves was burned by flames, the Gondors who established their country not far from Mordor, and the Rohan cavalry who never retreated...

Regardless of whether they have strength and wisdom or not, human beings will always persevere and obtain valuable things.

"We have gone too far on the dark road... there is no turning back." Sauron slowly tore off his tattered cloak to cover his flickering face under the firelight, "Darkness and death will follow us forever, Will never change again."

"That's right." Fay admitted the fact.

—he is Melkor, or Morgoth.

Whatever it is called, wherever it goes, Arda's darkness is forever entwined with his divine essence, and Morgoth is doomed to perish in Arda, when that world is destroyed.

Demon kings always go one way to the dark.

Not being able to turn back, not wanting to turn back, is also a distorted persistence. Although in the end, you will only face defeat and judgment, but as long as you stop, you will find that there is another person on the road.

The only one.

Melkor once said that Sauron was the most similar to him. Later, he disliked Sauron in various ways. In fact, it was also because of Sauron's existence, which also proved Melkor's mistake at the beginning.They will not use other methods to express their importance. For a long time, they will only use "victory" to emphasize their correctness.

what is love?Occupy the advantage, grasp the most interests and then have the dominion.

The gap in strength, the distance that cannot be approached-this is the problem that first appeared.

Then Melkor tried to occupy Arda, and he fell into darkness. Dominion and ambition are the beginning of all complications, and Sauron's strict plan is the catalyst.They have no love, because love is fused with the domain of the dark camp, war, and rule, and is dominated by victory and defeat, involving many things, which can neither be understood nor unraveled.

Now that's all gone...

"Your subordinates have come down." Fay saw the ring spirits swaying towards them at a glance.

Behind the burning bushes, Snape held Draco by the collar with a dark face, and pushed him impatiently to Lucius who was running far away. Narcissa covered her lips uncontrollably and trembled. Among the Death Eaters, no trace had been seen from the beginning of the chaos.

Compared to the Malfoy family who didn't care about the battle situation at all, the Ringwraiths were entangled.

——Why are they tossing so hard and putting so much effort into it?Isn't it just that after these human wars are over, Malfoy can control more powerful people in the Ministry of Magic, expand their influence, and help Lord Sauron finally defeat Melkor.This has always been Sauron's goal. Who will tell them what happened to the oak tree that was cut in half?

Melkor and Sauron, one is sitting on the tree, the other is standing under the tree... Are you fighting or not?

the atmosphere?Vera and Maia, are you shaking hands and making peace?

Could it be that Arda was destroyed today? The Witch King of Angmar thought in a daze. He desperately wanted to see hints from Sauron's expression and movements. The Witch King twitched and thought, could it be that Manwe, the ruler of the West, led the gods to this world? ?The elves came here collectively, ready to go to war?

Of course, the Witch King will never know that the reason for this miracle is Iluvita.

The giants were not stupid, they saw that the situation was not good, so they also retreated, and fell into a chaotic battle halfway.Giants are immune to most magic. They growl and swing axes. They don't distinguish between friend and foe, and attack wizards when they see them.

People kept falling, and at this moment, the ground suddenly shook rhythmically, the air became hot, and a ferocious black figure with a long whip appeared in the black smoke and firelight.

"Hey, what is this?"

The Balrog looked at the giant curiously, um, not ugly enough to be a subordinate.

The giants noticed the Balrog immediately, howling and gesturing in this direction, swinging their axes defiantly.

"Crack!" The Balrog swung his whip arrogantly and shouted loudly, "Smash these guys over!"

There was a loud bang, and seven or eight giants with big heads and no brains ran out from behind the Balrog, and rushed towards the giant with their sticks. With a large area vacant, the wizards would rather give up fighting to avoid.

"Merlin, what's going on?"

Ron was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and wiped the wound on his arm.

The twins dragged Ron back from behind, one from the left and one from the right. George held up his wand, threw three or four spells at the Death Eaters opposite, and said briskly, "As you can see, the troll is helping us."

"So you can tell the old bat in the future that the troll is also useful. He once fought with us, oh no, with him." Fred immediately connected.

Ron let out a vague wail from his throat.

"Yes, no discrimination against magical creatures!"

"Let Miss Granger tell you that house-elves have rights, and trolls certainly have rights. How about donating to the Troll Protection Association? I'll give George three Sickles, plus your share!"

"..."

The Balrog said arrogantly in the common language of Arda: "Sauron, come out! Do you think you have many subordinates? Now I have a personal guard, and I will fight for Vera. Betrayer Sauron must pay the price!"

The Ringwraiths looked at the troll blankly.

——This is the guy who is used to make up the numbers on Melkor's side and compare them with them?Damn! !Ring spirits also have dignity.

Fay regretted why he didn't make a request when he met Iluvita just now, and threw the Balrog back into the tunnel of Moria. It's really embarrassing to have such a demigod.

At this time, a strong wind blew the crown of the tree down, and Smaug flew low over the edge of the Forbidden Forest, crushing the burning bush with one wing. It stopped not far from Fay, and the Nazgold Look at Sauron and Fay together in confusion: what's the situation now?

Smaug drove the Nazgold away with his wings, and glared at them.

Sauron turned his head, stepped on the dry devil vine to the oak tree, and asked very calmly, "Is the war still going on, Vera?"

"What's the fight between two unlucky losers?" Fay said angrily.

The tree is not tall, but it can see a lot, as far as the castle on the edge of the Black Lake.

For the wizarding world, it will be the night that ends nightmares, with the last flames lighting the night sky, blood finally pooling, and dead Death Eaters floating above the Forbidden Forest.

"I have imagined such a view."

In this way, standing together, death and mourning are under our feet, and the territory ruled by darkness is everywhere in our eyes, and countless painful undead are struggling above the battlefield.

"Hahaha." Fay almost died laughing.

Because he involuntarily followed Sauron's words, the scene was the highest mountain above Angband, or Mordor Barado Tower, with an army of hundreds of thousands and millions of orcs, ogres, and elves and humans. , you can also add the giant dragon Balrog, the gods of Aman Continent——the result is that their brains are shattered. Now they are standing side by side on the half of the oak tree, watching the battle with less than 1000 people, or a war that has nothing to do with them.

"The war that decides...the destiny is not divided into big and small." Fay suppressed a smile, and taught Sauron a serious lesson. Sauron ignored the dazed Ringwraiths and giant dragons, and even took a step closer to Fay. Smaug was surprised It opened its mouth and forgot to close it, only to be half-choked to death by the flames gushing from its own throat.

"War can also be done in another way."

Fay turned his head sharply and stared at Sauron: "You mean?"

As a result, it happened that Sauron's raised hand vaguely pressed the Adam's apple on the neck from the outline of the ear.

Fay didn't react slowly, and immediately lifted the hood that covered Sauron's face politely, pressed his index finger on the pale lower lip, pinched the other's jaw with his thumb, and smiled maliciously: "You think I don't know?" meeting?"

"I look forward to your surrender."

"Who is afraid of who!"

The Ringwraiths had petrified, and Smaug froze in place with his exaggerated fire-breathing movements.

Sauron didn't mind the current posture at all. He even lowered his head slightly, as if obeying Fay's wishes: "I don't love you, my Vera."

"I don't trust you either, my Maya is too much."

In the firelight, there was no gap between the two shadows reflected on the oak tree.

"Your threats are useless to me." Sauron whispered.

"Your deceit is long out of date, too," Fay sneered.

The two looked at each other, as if they wanted to force each other to admit defeat. Finally, Sauron's eyes flashed, and he repeated: "I have imagined such a scene before."

"..."

"Standing like this before you." Not under the steps of the throne.

Fay whispered in embarrassment and annoyance: "Don't say stupid things, you have stood in front of me many times."

"Just standing in front of you like this..."

Not to mention the war with the elves, there was no bad news, and there was no careful planning and prudence.

Fay was silent for a long time, and finally said with difficulty:

"I...I don't like you very much, Sauron."

"Yes, I don't love you either."

"..."

The Ring Spirits decided to just squat in the distance and act like mushrooms. The Witch King floated away silently. A creature like the Demon King would probably never tell the truth for a lifetime.

The author has something to say: after the main text, there will be a side story later... I am used to it, it is to explain the follow-up and daily life, etc.