Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

"What the hell is this?"

Graves, the head of security, roared angrily, his spell doing nothing against the terrifying behemoth.

Explosion Curse, Smashing Curse, Freezing Curse... But this terrible guy was not affected in the slightest.

The whole Times Square has been in shambles, cars, billboards and everything has been stepped on, and even many buildings have been knocked down.

After destroying Times Square, Tower Hill roared, intending to leave through the Muggle Shielding Charm.

"Don't let it go! Asunder! "

Graves yelled, using a cutting spell by the way, and a ray of light flew out and landed on Towershan's thigh.

A few thick long hairs fell to the ground, and Graves' spell left only a pale white mark on Tower Hill's skin.

"Attack his eyes, Gravey ~S!"

A shout from his companion came from beside him, and Graves nodded and circled around the front of Tower Hill.

"Crush your bones!"

"Power blast!"

The Aurors combined to control Tower Mountain, and several more spells flew out, but none of them hit Tower Mountain's eyes, because these spells were thrown aside by Tower Mountain's nose in midair.

"Roar!!"

Perhaps tired of the harassment of these little things, Tashan roared angrily, it flicked its nose, rolled up the gravel on the side of the road, and slammed into the crowd.

"Armor Protection!"

"Take care of them all!"

There were several fairly calm voices from the panicked crowd, and the shattered stones were fixed in mid-air and then moved elsewhere.

Tower Hill was furious, his scarlet eyes staring at the group of nasty ants, and it stomped heavily on the ground, stepping on a large crack like a spider's web.

Then it raised its head high and rushed into the crowd.

"Flash away!"

"With the Barrier Charm!"

"There are many obstacles!"

A dozen Aurors cast the Barrier Charm together.

Tower Mountain's speed was indeed a little slower, but only for a short moment, a dozen Aurors who used magic snorted, retreated a few times in unison, and some even spewed out a mouthful of blood.

This guy is so big that the strength of ordinary wizards is simply not enough to control it, not even if it is a dozen Aurors combined.

Tashan who rushed into the crowd trampled wantonly, his long nose fluttered wildly, and his fangs fiddled indiscriminately...

Blood, blooming in the crowd.

Grevis was blinded and watched his former partner fall in a pool of blood, he roared angrily, raised his wand, aimed it at Tower Hill, and shouted angrily and madly:

"Avada nibbles the big melon!!"

The world seemed to fall silent.

A dark green glow shot out from the tip of Graves' wand and flew straight for Tower Hill's head.

In the next second, the Avadaso Spell will hit Tower Hill.

It was a blow of Gravius's all-out anger, and he believed that even if the spell could not directly kill Tower Mountain, it would be enough to completely disable it for a period of time.

Others subconsciously held their breath.

"No evil invades!"

Just as the spell was about to hit Tower Mountain, an old voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a hazy white light appeared in front of Tashan's huge head, blocking the green light of the Death Curse, and in front of everyone's eyes, the green light gradually weakened, as if it was swallowed by the white light.

Graves' eyes showed despair, his face turned extremely pale, his body shook slightly, and then he fell sharply to the ground.

The two companions next to him immediately helped him up.

"Let's go... Hurry up..." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

Graves said indistinctly, he no longer had the strength to continue fighting, his spiritual power was absorbed by the strange protective magic just now.

"Is that the only level?"

Altaïr's figure reappeared, floating in mid-air, staring at the people below:

"I have no intention of causing trouble to others, but unlike Gandalf, since you provoked me, be prepared to pay the price!"

"The name of Saruman the Wise shall not be disgraced!"

Altaïr's voice spread throughout Times Square and into the ears of every employee of the Magical Congress here, their faces showing confused and remorseful looks.

Because of the leader's words, he angered this terrifying wizard.

And they, at the cost of blood!

At least ten Aurors and other members of the Magical Congress died! Died under the trampling of that monster!

Below Altaïr's body, Tashan flicked his nose uneasily.

The Death Curse kills almost all life, and Mammoth is among them, which seems to know that it has just escaped death, so it is now at peace.

Altaïr landed on Tower Hill's body, tried to manipulate its consciousness with mind control magic, and then controlled it to walk towards Woolworth Tower.

After passing through Times Square and out of the Muggle shielding spell area set up by the Aurors, Tower Hill, an incomparably huge mammoth, brought an unimaginable shock to the Muggle society of the beautiful country.

A mammoth thought to be a prehistoric behemoth appeared in downtown New York!

And on the back of that mammoth, there was also a white-bearded old man in a wizard's robe!

If this matter cannot be given a reasonable explanation, I am afraid that the whole world will be in chaos, and the wizarding world may even be directly exposed.

Of course, this is a question that the Pretty Country Magic Congress has to consider.

Under Altaïr's control, Tower Hill has a clear goal, and along the way he does not know how many cars he has stepped on and how many buildings he has smashed, and finally comes to the outside of the Walls building.

The president of the National Assembly had already learned the news in advance and drove away the nearby hemp chickens.

"Mr. Saruman... I'm the President of Congress..."

"Who you are doesn't mean anything to me."

Altaïr interrupted the other, and he stood on top of the mammoth and looked at each other condescendingly:

"I have come here to announce the punishment of Er and others to the world in the name of Saruman of the Holy White Council!"

Altaïr raised his wand high, and the Qi Ring in his hand emitted a beautiful azure light that made people addicted.

I don't know why, the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy.

Purple lightning streaked by, emitting a deafening boom.

Altaïr's gaze became cold, and his temperament changed drastically at this moment, evil, dark, but with a hint of divine majesty.

"God loves his people, so I tell you about Sauron... I never disdain to deceive because the gods do not deceive a mortal! "

"Welcome to... World of the Dead VII! "。