Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

"What's the sound outside? It seems that someone is shouting something? "

Florian couldn't help but frown when he heard a roar coming from the mountains in the distance.

This sound sounded very ear-shattering, floating through the mountains and forests, like thunder.

Just thinking about it, the Angelmar Witch King in the cabin walked out.

Grindelwald also followed behind him, with a wistful smile on his face.

"The voice sounds familiar... Like that guy Gothmoug. "

This thought flashed in the heart of the Witch King of Angmar, which made him excited.

Gothmoug is his right-hand man, the smartest of Mordor's millions of orcs, and once received the power of Sauron.

The Witch King of Angmar raised his hand and released a magic spell into the sky.

A crimson flame rose into the air, forming the appearance of the Eye of Sauron in midair.

After about five minutes, the figure of Goesmog appeared by the lake.

When the Angelmar Witch King saw the familiar figure, he immediately became excited.

Grindelwald, on the other hand, frowned secretly.

......

At Hogwarts, Altaïr climbed out from behind the statue of the One-Eyed Witch.

He patted the ash on his body and quietly walked towards the basement.

Not far away came the footsteps of Old John, who was patrolling the corridor, Altaïr stopped and waited for Old John to go upstairs before he continued to walk down.

When he came to the third floor, Altaïr's ears moved, and his steps stopped.

What did Altaïr hear.

"It seems to be Myrtle's bathroom..."

Altaïr thought about it, quietly walked over, and came to the door of the bathroom, Altaïr looked inside.

Myrtle wasn't there, and she didn't know where she went, maybe she slept in the prefect's bathroom.

There was a man standing in front of the faucet, somewhat familiar from the back, and Altaïr recognized it as Harry Potter.

"What is he doing here..."

Altaïr was a little curious, and saw Harry gently speaking in Parseltongue to the mechanism in front of the faucet:

"Open! Open it! "

"He wants to open the Chamber of Secrets? The basilisk is dead, what are you doing when you open the secret room.~? "

Altaïr knew that Harry must have been controlled by Voldemort's diary, just as he controlled Ginny in the movie.

It's just that Altaïr doesn't know what Voldemort wants to do.

Blocking Dumbledore?

Probably not...

Breaking the prophecy? Or revenge?

Soon, the mechanism in the bathroom was opened, revealing the hole into the secret room, and Harry did not hesitate and jumped directly.

Altaïr thought about it and followed.

Tom Riddle in the diary is only at the student level, plus a Harry Potter, and he will definitely not be able to see through Altaïr's Illusion Charm.

After a long distance, Harry came to the hall of the Chamber of Secrets, and pulled out his notebook in front of the huge stone statue of Salazar Slytherin.

Then, a slightly vain figure appeared in front of Harry.

It looks quite handsome, and it is completely different from the appearance without a nose in the future.

"Looks like you made a decision."

Voldemort said to Harry with a smile.

Harry nodded and said solemnly:

"I want to be strong and have the power to protect my friends and protect my school."

"Then I want to congratulate you on making the right choice... So, let's start with the first spell. "

Voldemort clapped his hands, and he motioned for Harry to raise his wand.

"Wrist force, pay attention here, turn from the inside out, around an arc..."

"That's right, then chant the spell, and the spell is [Soul Flying]!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Harry was like this, and soon, a pitch-black light appeared on the tip of his wand, exuding evil and eerie power.

"Very well, Harry, you are a genius!"

Voldemort's seductive voice sounded in the empty chamber, and Harry was a little happy, but then he shook his wrist again and dispersed the magic.

"But... This is black magic. "

Harry was a little worried, he looked at Voldemort and said:

"This evil magic, maybe I shouldn't have learned."

"This is the magic that your grandfather developed!"

Voldemort whispered.

Altaïr in the distance was slightly stunned, when did Voldemort become Harry's grandfather?

But then he realized that this was obviously Voldemort's way of deceiving Harry, and it seemed that Harry did not know who the diary belonged to.

"It's not black magic... Harry, it's just an ordinary spell, some people use it to kill, but there are also people who use it to save people, and it's always wizards who make choices, not spells. "

Hearing Voldemort say this, Harry was a little moved.

Voldemort struck while the iron was hot and said:

"Take Dumbledore, he is the greatest white wizard of the century, but in fact, he has hundreds of dark magic, and only by understanding it, can he crack it..."

"He who can defeat magic has magic."

"If you want to break through the darkness, you must first embrace the darkness."

Voldemort clicked brainwashed, and Harry quickly accepted Voldemort's statement.

He nodded, raised his wand again, and practiced.

"Soul Flying!"

While the two were practicing, Al left the secret room.

"It seems that Voldemort intends to train Harry to be a dark wizard, as for his purpose in doing this..."

Altaïr has some vague speculation, but it needs to be verified.

It seems that Voldemort is not willing to become history in this magical age, and he also wants to fight it.

Altaïr returned to the bathroom, looked around, saw that there was no one, and left the place and walked towards the basement.

He was going back to sleep, there was a Transfiguration class tomorrow morning, and although Dumbledore said he didn't have to go to class, since Gandalf had scheduled his class for the afternoon, that morning class should still be held.

The character still has to stand,

After correcting the password, Altaïr gently pushed open the resting door.

As soon as he walked in, Altaïr felt that something was wrong.

There was a faint special aroma in the lounge, which Altaïr was familiar with, the smell of Kassandra.

He looked at the sofa, and sure enough, Kassandra was wearing a nightdress, lazily half-leaning there, legs folded, and the posture was something.

".~Altaïr? Come out... I know it's you. "

Kassandra stared at the just-closed lounge door and snorted softly, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in her lazy tone.

Artai (Nord's) Er felt a little big-headed, how did he let this woman catch it again...

"Still not out? Or do you like to play cat-and-mouse? Cluck... Altaïr-san, often night wandering will become a fool, I don't want the famous genius little wizard of Slytherin to become a little idiot..."

Kassandra's big eyes shone faintly in the night, and she looked at the empty lounge in front of her and laughed softly:

"The phantom spell is practiced well, hmph, I see that you are still ..."

Before Kassandra's words were finished, she saw a light flying from the side, and just wanted to dodge it, but felt that her body was bound by an invisible force.

And then...

Kassandra fell straight on the sofa, and then she felt someone pinching her body...

Immediately afterwards, she floated up inexplicably, there seemed to be some chills under her nightdress, and then the door of her bedroom was also opened, and Kassandra watched herself float into the bedroom, and fell on her body in the terrified eyes of a roommate...