Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 110 Saruman: Voldemort, Do It For Me! (Please Complete The Order)

“here we go again…”

Dumbledore didn’t want to answer Rita, but looked at Fudge.

“Under the reporter’s questioning, Headmaster Dumbledore fled. It can be seen that he was avoiding answering the reporter’s question. This can’t help but remind people of whether there is another hidden story in the case of the theft of the Philosopher’s Stone…”

“According to people familiar with the matter, if the mysterious man is returning, the biggest beneficiary may be Dumbledore…”

Dumbledore took a deep breath, trying to hold back his anger as Rita took care of her own writer’s manuscript.

At this time, Fudge also woke up from his chaotic thoughts. He looked at Dumbledore, and then at the unpleasant Rita-, and ordered the expulsion:

“Ms Rita, Dumbledore and I still have some matters to discuss, so I won’t send you! Also, I don’t want to see anything bad for the Ministry of Magic in tomorrow’s Daily Prophet, and about Voldemort, No reports either! Otherwise, I’ll go to your editor-in-chief myself!

Rita opened her mouth and finally snorted.

She knew that her last report had made Fudge very embarrassed. For this reason, Fudge had gone to the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, but because Rita’s report was very popular at the time, the editor-in-chief did not treat her well.

However, he still vaguely reminded her that although it was suppressed this time, don’t overdo it next time.

After all, the Daily Prophet can’t afford to offend the Ministry of Magic.

But as for whether it will be reported, it depends on how they negotiate in the end.

Rita picked up the portrait left by Artel on the table and asked:

“And what about the report on Gandalf? Mr. Saruman made us cooperate!”

“Just send out a normal tracing report, the Ministry of Magic will issue a reward, and any clues about Gandalf will be rewarded… If someone can provide Mr. Gandalf’s address, the Ministry of Magic will apply to Sir Merlin for the Order of the 3rd Class for him! 99

“As for what Saruman said about Sauron… Briefly report it, but it must be specially marked. This is not a statement from the Ministry of Magic. We don’t have any evidence, it’s just Saruman’s personal remarks.”

Fudge threatened Rita, who rolled her eyes and turned away.

After Rita left, Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a wry smile:

“Did Voldemort really steal the Philosopher’s Stone?”

“That’s right… It’s true, you should know that Hogwarts changed the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. The former professor Quirrell, he was Voldemort’s…”

Dumbledore didn’t hide it, because he knew he couldn’t hide it. Now that Saruman has spoken out about this matter, let’s just take this opportunity and let the Ministry of Magic prepare.

“Ugh!””

Fudge seemed ten years older for a moment.

No matter how terrifying Sauron was in Saruman’s mouth, he had never experienced it.

And although Voldemort is a small character in Saruman’s mouth, Fudge actually came under Voldemort’s terrorist activities.

“Then what shall we do?”

Fudge asked Dumbledore that the Minister of Magic was panicking.

“I think we need to block the news of Voldemort, or the world will be in chaos…”

Fudge was obsessed with blocking the news. He finally picked up the opportunity to become Minister of Magic from Barty Crouch. Now he has only been doing it for a year, and this happened.

Do you want him to step down?

No! No!

“Take it easy, man.

Dumbledore saw that Fudge was nervous, and he reassured him.

“Actually, it’s not that bad. The Philosopher’s Stone was sealed by me in a special way. Voldemort’s condition is not good. He wants to get the Philosopher’s Stone. more time.”9

Hearing Dumbledore say this, Fudge was completely relieved.

“Then we will take advantage of this time to secretly search, we must find where Quirrell is hiding, and retrieve the Philosopher’s Stone… Does Mr. Nicole Lemay have any special way to find the location of the Philosopher’s Stone?

Dumbledore shook his head, and said quite distressedly:

“Unfortunately, there were originally, but the Philosopher’s Stone was sealed by me, and he can’t find it now.

The Order of the Phoenix had been searching for Quirrell with all their might, but he seemed to have evaporated, and there was no news at all.

Dumbledore suspected that he might have left England, perhaps to Romania, or Italy, or even Europe.

“It will always be found, it will always be found.

Fudge muttered, and asked again:

“What about Saruman, what he said? I know you should have more information than me, Dumbledore, tell me, is the situation as serious as he says?”

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then nodded:

“I think so…Old friend, from the information I got, there is indeed a guy named Sauron…I don’t know his identity, but it should be Voldemort…or something more evil than him.

“The Lord of the Rings, that is what Sauron created. I don’t know how powerful he is and how many evil wizards he has, but in short, there should be many people working for him.”

“Although these people have never appeared, but the same… The Hobbit, the troll, the Ent, the Balrog, and the spider in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, haven’t they appeared before? So it means At some point, they will suddenly appear…”

Fudge’s face turned ugly again.

Knowing that so many difficult things would happen, he might as well not be the Minister of Magic in the first place.

“Then do we have to explain to the others? As Saruman wishes.”

“You dealt with it very well just now. For the time being, only the news of Gandalf is disclosed. As for Sauron’s affairs, there are still too many doubts. We will treat him as a rumor and let the wizarding world get used to it and wait for him. Really appeared, or his subordinates did appear. Let’s talk about it. 95

Although Dumbledore told Fudge this way, he had already planned to select some suitable people to join the Order of the Phoenix.

Fudge thought about it, and it seemed that was the only way.

The two discussed a lot of things again, and it was not until early in the morning that Dumbledore left the Ministry of Magic.

…… ask for flowers …..

At this time, Artel had come to northern Norway, an island in the Arctic Ocean.

Artel didn’t expect Quirrell to be able to run like that. When he checked Quirrell’s position through the Isil spar, Artel was shocked.

This guy even went to the Arctic Ocean and became neighbors with fishermen.

Looking at the slightly dilapidated village in front of him, Artel walked to the door of one of the houses and knocked lightly on the door.

After a long time, a voice came from inside, and the door was opened, revealing Quirrell’s face:

“Who… Mr. Saruman?”

Quirrell, who was sleepy at first, immediately widened his eyes, looking at Artel nervously and excitedly.

“Why are you here?”

Quirrell asked in surprise, then quickly explained:

“I’m not questioning you… As a wise man, a prophet, you naturally know that I am hiding here. I mean, what is the matter with you coming to me?””

Quirrell stepped aside and invited Artel into the house.

Artel looked at it, it was a very ordinary village house, and there were a lot of Muggle supplies and fishing utensils in it.

Not wanting to attract anyone’s attention, Quirrell didn’t kill the original Muggle owner, he just controlled him with the Imperius and made him live in another room.

In the middle of the room, there is a huge mirror.

It is the Mirror of Erised.

Artel turned around, glanced at Quirrell, who was worried, and asked:

“Quirro, do you want the Philosopher’s Stone? I can help you!”

When Quirrell heard the words, his whole body trembled in surprise. There was a strong desire in his eyes. He looked at Artel and said excitedly:

“Mr. Saruman! Will you help me?!

Quirrell was so happy.

If Saruman could help him, he wouldn’t need to hide in this cold and shabby place. He was afraid every day, not only to study this strange mirror, but also to be afraid of being discovered by Dumbledore’s people.

Mr. Saruman, what a nice guy!!

“Then… what do you want me to do?”

Quirrell knew very well that there would be no pie in the world, and that there was no free lunch in the world, so he knew very well that the other party must do something by himself before he came here to find him from thousands of miles away.

“Let Voldemort talk to me.

Artel said lightly, Quirrell nodded, carefully removed his turban, and after a brief conversation with Voldemort, he turned around.

“Saruman…”

Voldemort’s state at this time is even worse, one is because he has no unicorn blood, and the other is because of Nagini.

And because of Nagini, Voldemort looked at Artel with anger and vague fear in his eyes.

“What do you want to talk to me about?”

Voldemort asked in a hoarse voice.

Artel’s mouth curled into a smile, his majestic eyes glanced at Voldemort, and he said softly:

“I can help you get the Philosopher’s Stone out and heal your wounds…but, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, I want you to do something for me! Mt.