Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 219 Jagged Fudge, Witch King Voldemort Teams Up (Subscribe)

Ministry of Magic.

Fudge got off the carriage, and the wizard who was driving the carriage was visibly stunned when he saw him.

“Master Minister, you…”

“What’s wrong?”

Fudge looked at him with a hint of doubt on his face.

“You look a little different…you look a little younger.”

The wizard said curiously, he really felt that Fudge seemed to be getting younger.

In addition, Fudge’s temperament has also changed, becoming more majestic…

“Really?”

Fudge is very happy, he thinks this is the effect of the One Ring.

The Lord of the Rings can give the bearer eternal life, so it seems that there is no problem in making him young.

Of course, Fudge didn’t actually get younger, but because of the surge in magic power, Fudge’s physical condition changed.

In addition, the joy of obtaining the Supreme Demon “Six Six Three” ring made Fuji’s mental state become very good, and he was in a good mood when everyone was happy, so his whole talent looked young.

“Take that hobbit to the Department of Mysteries, and put him in a separate room, and no one will be allowed to see him without my order.”

Fudge gave an order and walked into the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

“Dolores, come with me.”

Fudge called his confidant, Dolores Umbridge, the man he trusted most at the Ministry of Magic.

Although this woman has such and such shortcomings, it has to be said that she is a woman who will curry favor with her boss.

“Respected Minister, what do you have to tell me… oh my God, Minister, you look so refreshed, as if you are a dozen years younger!

Umbridge was keenly aware of Fudge’s changes, and she looked at Fudge in surprise, her eyes full of wonder.

She wondered exactly how Fudge did it.

Umbridge has always wanted to be young and beautiful in her heart, and she likes to wear accessories and pink clothes that girls only use.

The smile on Fudge’s face grew wider, and Fudge was even happier to hear Umbridge say that.

“Okay, let’s get down to business… Go to the Law Enforcement Division to get me a bottle of Veritaserum, remember, don’t let anyone know.”

Fudge’s low voice made Umbridge realize something, and she was a little surprised, because this was the first time Fudge had done such a thing.

Even the Minister of Magic cannot use Veritaserum illegally. Once it is known to others, it may be used by others and become a weapon for opponents to criticize.

The old Fudge never did such a dangerous thing.

Because he was afraid of being ousted for his wrongdoing, Fudge simply did nothing, neither good things nor bad things, and followed the line of inaction to the end…

what is it today?

“The use of Veritaserum needs to be registered, I…”

Umbridge said tentatively, but before she could finish her words, Fudge interrupted her, he looked at Umbridge, smiled, and said:

“Isn’t the wizard in charge of drug registration your friend?”

Umbridge’s heart skipped a beat, she smiled timidly, and nodded:

“Ok, I see…”

“Well… if you understand it, do it, and make a list of the employees of various departments who want to rely on me. 55

“Also, make a list for me of the staff of the Ministry of Magic who have a good relationship with old Barty, Amelia, and Scrimgeour…”

Fudge said, tapping his fingers on the table, and adding:

“Find a way to gather some information about them… Also, notify the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet and say I hope to see him tomorrow afternoon.”

When Fudge finished, Umbridge was completely stunned.

She deeply felt the change of Fudge, the former Fudge, very kind, a little weak…

Almost completely different from Fudge today.

“What the hell happened? Didn’t he go to Hogwarts?”

Umbridge thought silently, feeling that Fudge’s sudden youthfulness and the change in attitude towards the Ministry of Magic seemed to hide some secret.

“Aren’t you going soon?

Fudge frowned and snorted coldly.

“Yes!”

Umbridge was startled and left the office before he could think about it.

“Henry Baggins’ memories are all fabricated by me using the power of the Lord of the Rings. Even if it is Legilimency, or using Veritaserum, there will be no problems.”

“His identity is the nephew of Bilbo Baggins. He inherited the ring from his uncle. As the border guard of the northern region of Shire, he was brought to the Forbidden Forest by a special force…”

In Slytherin’s bedroom, Artel lay on the bed and began to review the events of the day.

He made that ring just casually, and even because it couldn’t make people invisible, it could only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

It is almost impossible to deceive a wizard like Dumbledore or Snape, but luckily, God sent Fudge to him.

This ring can definitely help Artel control Fudge.

Artel remembered that Fudge was Minister of Magic until Voldemort’s resurrection, and now that Voldemort will not be resurrected, Fudge may be Minister for longer.

This also means that he can control the Ministry of Magic through Fudge.

Although it is useless now, when Sauron is summoned, the two worlds merge, and Sauron’s army appears, the Ministry of Magic can play a much greater role.

“Speaking of Old Demon, I don’t know how Quirrell has been doing during this time. It seems that there is no news of him for a long time… He is also a fan of “my”, so he won’t let Voldemort die.”

Artel took out the Isil spar, thinking about Quirrell, and soon, a picture appeared on the spar.

“Is this Quirrell?

After seeing the content on the spar, Artel laughed dumbly.

Quirrell, now in rags and unkempt, is struggling to move forward in a forest.

Behind his head, the ugly face of Voldemort was revealed.

At this time, Voldemort was saying something in a frenzy, while Quirrell was submissive, listening with a sullen expression, not daring to refute at all.

4.1 “Looks like he’s still looking for unicorns… I’m sorry Quirrell, although he saved his life, he might as well die. 99

Speaking of which, Quirrell, as an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, can serve as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and his future prospects are limitless.

As a result, he met Voldemort, and his fate has been turbulent since then.

“Voldemort… It’s still useful in the future, but he can’t die in a short time because of his appearance, so let’s do it for now.”

Artel was about to turn off the Isil spar, but his movements suddenly froze. He looked at the spar with a look of surprise on his face.

In front of Quirrell, a black fog suddenly appeared, and then, the Witch King Angmar, riding a black demon horse, came out of the black fog!

“The Witch-king of Angmar… his injury healed so quickly? He even got a demon horse?!”

“He actually found Voldemort… Is this a plan to join forces?”