Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Dumbledore left.

He took the Philosopher's Stone and the Mirror of Erised, not only that, but he also found the invisibility cloak that Quirrell had placed on the table, so he took the invisibility cloak away as well.

Quirrell's body slumped and fell to the ground.

This night, his mood changed from great joy to great sadness, and his spirit was a bit unsupportable.

"Master... we..."

Quirrell thought of Voldemort in the back of his head at this time, he was a little scared, because he was useless to Voldemort, in case he killed himself in a rage...

"Go hunt the unicorns...in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, and in Liguria, Italy...and find the unicorns! Then..."

Voldemort didn't finish speaking, he had no strength, not only Quirrell, Voldemort also experienced great joy and great sadness, and Artel's words could make his mind shake, his remnant soul had no more power.

"Yes Yes!"

Quirrell replied, feeling that Voldemort had fallen into a deep sleep, he was relieved and rested for a while, Quirrell sat up and packed his things and left the island.

"Dumbledore should not have been brought by Mr. Saruman... He didn't have to do it... Mr. Saruman must have broken the seal of the Philosopher's Stone, so 26 was noticed by Dumbledore.""

"As expected of Dumbledore, the means are really unpredictable..."

Quirrell felt a little emotional, now that all his efforts were in vain, and he returned to the original starting point, he still went to find the trace of the unicorn.

Hogwarts Quirrell was afraid to go, so he decided to try his luck in Italy.

It's just that unicorns are too rare, and he doesn't know how long it will take him to find them, and even if he finds them, he will have to bear the curse of murdering unicorns...

"Mr. Saruman said that even without the Philosopher's Stone, he can heal the master... It's a pity that the master is not willing to do things for Mr. Saruman, otherwise..."

Quirrell sighed regretfully.

If Voldemort could surrender to Saruman, he would be a lot easier.

And Quirrell felt that what Saruman said was true, he even dared to let Voldemort verify his words. If that's the case, what if Voldemort submits to Saruman?

"Mighty power, eternal life...if I surrender Saruman..."

Quirrell suddenly had this thought in his heart. The reason why he chose Voldemort at the beginning was because Voldemort had promised him a lot, but none of them were as tempting as Saruman said.

But Quirrell also knew that he was not Voldemort, and it seemed that Saruman was not worthy of him.

Hogwarts, in the Slytherin bedroom.

Artel put away the Ithil crystal and lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

"Dumbledore took the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort's threat was minimized, and then he could go to check on Gandalf with all his heart. 99

"When Voldemort wakes up from his slumber, he will most likely choose me. At that time, the whole world should be talking about Gandalf, and he will know that I didn't lie to him, and that he lost the Philosopher's Stone. He has painted so many flat cakes, and I am his best choice.

Artel knew that Voldemort couldn't really surrender to him, let alone sign a contract with him, but it didn't matter, he just wanted to use Voldemort.

Although Artel doesn't like him, it is undeniable that in this part of the British wizarding world, Voldemort's name is still useful.

At that time, it is only necessary to let Voldemort hold high the banner of Sauron's servants, and the fear of Sauron in the British magic circle will reach its peak in an instant!

"There's nothing special to do next... Find a way to make more plot points... The big snake in the secret room, let's see if we can conquer it through Nagini, after all, it's a magical creature with the eye of death, used to create panic It could not be better.

Dazed, Artel fell asleep.

Fortunately, today is Saturday, so Artel can sleep a little longer, otherwise it would be too sad to wake up at five and seven.

At eleven o'clock, Artel woke up from his sleep.

When he woke up, he found Malfoy sitting on the sofa not far away staring at his bed in a daze.

"Malfoy, what are you looking at?"

Artel got out of bed and asked Malfoy.

"Oh! Thank goodness you finally woke up..."

Malfoy let out a sigh, stood up, and said to Artel:

"Hermione has been waiting for you in the basement for a long time...she said you didn't go to breakfast and you haven't shown up, so he was worried and asked me to come back...but you know, you've done magic by the bed...I can't come near …”

Malfoy explained it, and Artel understood.

She overslept herself, and Hermione didn't see him, so she was worried so Malfoy came to see him.

"Thank you.

Artel and Malfoy said their thanks, then changed out of their pajamas.

"It's okay...well, I mean, it's as it should be. 35

Malfoy replied that he didn't know why, but Artel's gratitude made him very happy, and if his father knew about it, he would have been treated badly.

Artel got dressed and left the dormitory, seeing Hermione in the basement outside the Slytherin lounge.

Hermione was not reading, she had been staring at the entrance to the Slytherin lounge.

"Artel! You finally showed up! Are you sick?"

When Hermione saw Artel appear, she hurried over.

Artel felt warm in his heart, he reached out and touched Hermione's head:

"It's alright, I tested a magic last night, and my mental power was a little too exhausted, so I didn't get up this morning... I'm sorry for letting you down.

"It's fine if you don't get sick.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, she smiled nonchalantly, and said:

"Don't try such dangerous magic in the future. What if you get hurt? You didn't eat anything in the morning, so you must be hungry now?"

Hermione looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock.

"It's time for lunch, let's go to the auditorium, you can have some snacks first..."

Hermione said, pulling up Artel and walking towards the first floor.

Today is Saturday, and most of the little wizards from the third grade and above have gone to Hogsmeade, so the auditorium will be less crowded than usual.

587 Artel and Hermione found a place to do it, and asked for a few pieces of fruit pudding.

"Something strange happened this morning..."

Hermione spoke to Artel mysteriously.

"Harry's invisibility cloak, which he thought was stolen by Professor Snape, was said to have inexplicably turned up beside his bed this morning.

"Also, the ban on the fourth floor has been lifted. Harry said that the three-headed dog has been sent away, and it has become normal there..."

"And...the Daily Prophet ran a piece of news about Headmaster Dumbledore...about the Philosopher's Stone."

Hermione took out a copy of today's Daily Prophet from her bag.

Artel glanced at it, and the front page was a picture of Dumbledore.

The title is "Dumbledore, Sinner of the Wizarding World!"

"It seems that Rita... or the Daily Prophet, chose to report on Voldemort... Fudge has just been appointed Minister of Magic for a year, and has yet to control the Daily Prophet... Of course, it is not ruled out that this is the handwriting of his political enemies..."

Artel remembered that in the original book, Voldemort had been resurrected, but Fudge ignored Dumbledore and all kinds of evidence, and let the Daily Prophet publish rumors against Dumbledore, and the Daily Prophet completely obeyed Fudge's orders.

But at that time he had been in office for four or five years, and his control over the Ministry of Magic was completely incomparable.

"But... Dumbledore has taken back the Philosopher's Stone..."

Artel gave an odd smile.

With such a big oolong, the Daily Prophet is afraid that it will be out of the circle...