Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Everyone's heart was beating violently at this moment.

Angmar Witch King Silver's body hidden under the armor was completely different from what they had imagined.

They originally thought that the Witch King of Angmar was a strong and burly knight, but to everyone's surprise, under the armor, was an old, thin, almost rotten body.

The melee stopped, and everyone's eyes fell on Angmar, the Witch King.

"Ho ho ho..."

Unbridled laughter came from beneath the helm of the Witch King of Angmar.

Extreme, cold, evil, and a touch of madness.

The laughter spread from weak to strong and spread far and wide, including those dark wizards who had already taken refuge with the Witch King of Angmar, all of them shivered.

The laughter gradually faded, and the Witch King Angmar raised his hand and slammed off his helmet.

What kind of face is that?

pale, twisted...

Rotten cheeks, dark eyes...

Thin white hair...

"I am under the command of the venerable Dark Lord Sauron, I beg the head of the Great Ringwraith... the Lord of Morgul, the Witch King of Angmar!!"9

The Witch King of Angmar said almost roaringly.

He stared at Dumbledore, reached out and touched his cheek, his voice suddenly calm.

"The so-called ring spirits are the undead who serve the Lord of the Rings.

"I live in the two worlds of the nether and the underworld... I walk under the sunlight of the day, invisible to the naked eye, and impossible for ordinary people to check... I will never die..."

The Witch King Angmar raised Morgul's blade sideways and said to Dumbledore word by word:

"When the Nine Great Ringwraiths gather together, I will step on this world!"

The voice fell, and the body of the Witch King of Angmar gradually disappeared under the shadows.

Dumbledore frowned, glanced around, and felt that the Witch King Angmar had left.

"gone?!"

"Lord Witch King?!"

The dark wizards who followed the Witch-king of Angmar to Nurmengard were terrified.

You Angmar Witch-King said you left, what should we do?

So many Aurors, even Dumbledore...

The dark wizards glanced at each other, not knowing who started first, they all turned into a cloud of black smoke and wanted to escape.

However, many people were stopped by the Aurors, and only a few were lucky enough to escape.

Dumbledore's heart was clouded with a shadow, and the Witch King Angmar was struck by the ancient curse that he used forbidden.

It should be undeniably dead.

But look at the other side...

If he is really an undead, then he may not die, but what is certain is that even if the Witch King Angmar is an undead, it must have been seriously injured, and it should not come out to make trouble in a short time.

But what to do next?

What if other Nazgul appeared?

Dumbledore felt a little headache, he sighed softly, and looked at Grindelwald who was standing not far from him.

There was a confident smile on Grindelwald's face, he was a charming man, just standing there like this made Dumbledore's spirit a little dazed.

A sharp pain came from his shoulder, and Dumbledore subconsciously covered the wound.

He looked down and found strands of black mist condensed at the wound... It was an evil and powerful curse.

A wizard stabbed by the monstrous Morgul blade of the Witch-king of Angmar will be transformed into a puppet loyal to the Witch-king for a short period of time.

This is information that Dumbledore already knew, but fortunately, the Aria of Light magic can cure this curse.

He temporarily blocked the invasion of the curse with mana, and planned to wait a while to go to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital to find someone for treatment...

Because there are more important things to do now.

Dumbledore looked back at Grindelwald and spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse:

"You shouldn't come out..."

"I didn't come out before, just because the time didn't come..."

Grindelwald took a few steps forward slowly, opened his arms, and looked up at the sky.

"And now, the time has come.

"Dumbledore, don't try to put me back again... You should know that unless I want to, no prison can hold me... Nurmengard can't do it, neither can Azkaban."

Aurors from the Austrian and German Ministry of Magic gathered around one by one, and they pointed their wands at Grindelwald one by one and looked at him nervously.

Grindelwald didn't care, his face didn't even change.

He closed his eyes, breathed evenly, felt everything around him, then smiled and glanced at the Aurors who looked at him like tigers.

"You young people... maybe you just heard my name, but you don't know what happened back then..."

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A strange light flashed in Grindelwald's eyes, he raised his left hand gently, and a black flame burned violently above his palm.

In the flames, images flashed faintly.

"It's a fact that they killed many of my followers..."

"They imprisoned me in New York and tortured me... They killed witches and our fellow citizens indiscriminately - for their sins of seeking the truth.

"Because they want freedom.

Grindelwald clenched his fist, the flame in his hand disappeared, and some Aurors' faces became strange and hesitant.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, he seemed to want to say something, but when Grindelwald glanced at him, he couldn't say it.

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"Dumbledore... maybe you've forgotten our original ideal..."

"But I...still hold on...for the great good! For the good of the wizard!

"Why do they follow me willingly? Because with me...they have freedom, they can know who I am!35

"They joined me and declared their loyalty to me...because I represent the truth! Although I was defeated back then, but at the wrong time, and now...the time is ripe!

"Dumbledore, I think you know, the world is no longer simple... Muggles, wizards, Maya... ho ho ho"

"Muggles have weapons capable of destroying the world, and Maya has eternal life and great power! Only by uniting all wizards, finding a way to rule Muggles, and using their power, can we fight against Maia and against Sauron!"

"Otherwise... Sauron will eventually destroy all of this, your power is limited after all, a servant of Sauron is enough to drag you down..."

Dumbledore did not speak, although Grindelwald had some truth in what he said, but he still wanted to work hard, what if he found Gandalf?

Then you can use Maya to fight Maya...not necessarily lose!

"I'll wait for you anytime..."

Grindelwald took a deep look at Dumbledore, but he didn't see any movement, and the whole person disappeared with a snap.

Dumbledore clenched his wand and finally just sighed.

The Aurors in Austria and Germany were panic-stricken, the first-generation Dark Lord... Grindelwald, escaped after all... Mt.

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