Harry watched the council as it talked about the One Ring. When they mentioned Mt. Doom, he stepped out of the shadows.

"Hey, can I see what Mount Doom looks like in your head, Mr Elrond?"

Elrond narrowed his eyes but nodded. Harry delved to the surface of his mind and saw the memory of Isildur and Mount Doom.

"Oh, that's good." He went out of his mind, and went over to the Ring. "Back in less than ten seconds." He picked up the Ring and apparated into the volcano and dropped the Ring into his depths. When he saw it reach the lava, he apparated back to an irate council.

Shouts of 'where is the ring' and the like were screamed but Harry just stared at Elrond, who was watching the sky. Then, all of a sudden, they heard an almightly boom and the sky was filled with ash and a perilous scream of fury and pain.

"Your welcome."

Then he apparated away, leaving an awe-filled group of people behind in the Council of Imladris.