Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 301 The Only Thing That Can Defeat Magic Is Magic (Please Subscribe)

“What’s going on outside? Someone seems to be shouting something?”

Florian could not help frowning when he heard a roar from the distant mountains.

This voice sounded very deafening, and it drifted and passed in the mountains and forests, like thunder.

Just thinking about it, the Angmar Witch King in the cabin came out.

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

“The voice sounds familiar…like that guy from Goth Mogg.”

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

Goth-mog was his right-hand man, the wisest of Mordor’s army of millions and half-orcs, who had once received the power bestowed by Sauron.

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

A crimson flame lifted into the sky, forming the appearance of the Eye of Sauron in mid-air.

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

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

But Grindelwald beside him frowned secretly.

At Hogwarts, Artel crawled out from behind the one-eyed witch statue.

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

Not far away came Old John’s footsteps, he was patrolling the corridor, Artel stopped, and when Old John went upstairs, he continued to walk down.

When he came to the third floor, Artel’s ears moved and his footsteps stopped.

Artel heard something.

“Looks like Myrtle’s bathroom…”

Artel thought for a while, walked over quietly, and came to the door of the bathroom, Artel looked inside.

Myrtle wasn’t there, she didn’t know where she was, maybe she was sleeping in the prefect’s bathroom.

There was a man standing in front of the faucet, who looked familiar from the back, and Artel recognized that it was Harry Potter.

“What did he come here for…”

Artel was a little curious, and saw Harry facing the mechanism in front of the faucet, softly speaking in Parseltongue:

“Open! Open!”

“He wants to open the secret room? The basilisks are dead. What’s the purpose of opening the secret room?”

Artel knew that Harry was supposed to be controlled by Voldemort’s diary, just like Ginny in the movie.

It’s just that Artel doesn’t know what Voldemort wants to do.

Block Dumbledore?

probably not……

Break the prophecy? Or take revenge?

Soon, the mechanism in the bathroom was opened, revealing the hole to enter the secret room, Harry jumped down without hesitation.

Artel thought about it and followed.

Tom Riddle in the diary is only at the student level, and with a Harry Potter, he will definitely not be able to see through Artel’s illusion.

After a long distance, Harry came to the hall in the secret room, and took out the notebook facing the huge stone statue of Salazar Slytherin.

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

He looks quite handsome, completely different from the one without a nose in the future.

“Looks like you’ve made a decision. 35

Voldemort said to Harry with a smile.

Harry nodded and said solemnly:

“I hope to be strong and have the power to protect my friends and protect my school.”

“Then I want to congratulate you for making the right choice… Then, let’s start with the first spell.”

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

“Use your wrist, pay attention here, turn it from the inside out, around an arc…”

“That’s right, and then recite the spell, the spell is [Soul Feifei Sanshen]!”

Harry followed suit, and soon, a dark light appeared on the tip of his wand, exuding evil and strange power.

“Very well, Harry, you are a genius!

Voldemort’s seductive voice sounded in the empty secret room, and Harry was a little happy, but then he shook his wrist again to disperse the magic.

“But… it’s black magic.”

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

“This kind of evil magic, maybe I shouldn’t learn.

“This is magic that your grandfather developed!

Voldemort whispered.

Artel in the distance was slightly taken aback, when did Voldemort become Harry’s grandfather?

But then he realized that this was Voldemort’s trick to deceive Harry, and it seemed that Harry didn’t 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 some people use it to save people, and it’s always the wizard who makes the choice, not the spell.

Hearing Voldemort say this, Harry was moved.

Voldemort struck while the iron was hot, and said:

“Take Dumbledore as an example, he is the greatest white wizard of this century, but in fact, he masters hundreds of black magics, and only by understanding can he decipher…”

“The only thing that can defeat magic is magic.

“If you want to break the darkness, you must first embrace the darkness. 99

Voldemort was brainwashed, and Harry quickly accepted Voldemort’s words.

He nodded, raised his wand again, and practiced.

“The soul is gone!

While the two were practicing, Artel left the back room.

“It seems that Voldemort intends to train Harry to be a dark wizard, as for his purpose in doing so…

Artel has some vague guesses, but needs to be verified.

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

Artel went back to the bathroom, looked around, saw no one, and left for the basement.

He was going back to bed, and there was a Transfiguration class tomorrow morning, although Dumbledore said he could skip it, but since Gandalf had scheduled his class in the afternoon, he should have taken the morning class.

The characters still have to stand,

After checking the password, Artel gently pushed open the rest door.

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

There was a faint scent in the lounge, which Artel was familiar with, the scent of Cassandra.

He looked at the sofa, and sure enough, Cassandra was wearing a nightgown, leaning halfway there lazily, her legs folded, her posture a bit awkward.

“”Artel? Come out…I know it’s you.”

Cassandra stared at the door of the lounge that had just closed, and snorted softly, with a faint hint of excitement and anticipation in her lazy tone.

Artest (gets it) Er feels a little big, how can this woman be caught again…

“Aren’t you coming out yet? Or, do you like to play cat and mouse games? Ha ha ha ha ha… Artel, if you often go out at night, you will become a fool. I don’t want the famous genius wizard of Slytherin to become a little idiot. …”

Cassandra’s big eyes gleamed faintly in the night, she looked at the empty lounge in front of her, and whispered:

“Illusory body spell is well practiced, hum, today I see you still…”

Before Kassandra could finish her words, she saw a ray of light flying from the side. Just as she wanted to dodge, she felt that her body was bound by an invisible force.

Then…

Cassandra fell straight on the sofa, and then she felt someone pinching on her body…

Immediately afterwards, she floated up inexplicably, and it seemed that she felt a little cold under her nightgown, and then the door of her bedroom was also opened. Cassandra just watched herself float into the bedroom. On her body… Jen.