Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

"If it wasn't for me, how long would those old books be piled up there, but I found that one among tens of thousands of old books at a glance."

"Yes, yes, we Hermione deserve the most credit."

Artel echoed.

Hermione's cheeks rose a layer of red, and she gave him a light white glance. Although her face was very immature, Artel felt an inexplicable smell of sexiness.

"What about us!"

Hermione muttered, then stopped talking, bowed her head, and pulled her fork back and forth across the mashed potatoes.

The tips of her ears were a little red.

Neville, who was next to Artel, pursed his lips, suddenly feeling that he had no appetite.

At noon, before I was full, I was filled with dog food.

School days are really hard.

I miss grandma.

In this way, the days were dull again, and the Quidditch teams of the various academies started training every day, because after Halloween, the Quidditch game of the academy was about to start.

The other little wizards, under the leadership of the prefect, began to prepare for the Halloween banquet.

Artel is still refining orc potions these days. He has sorted out the centaur blood he collected a few days ago, which is enough to make 400 bottles of potent orc potions.

The rest of the materials haven't been collected yet, but Artel isn't in a hurry.

After refining three more bottles of orc potions, Artel left the Room of Requirement, and when he came out from here, he accidentally ran into someone.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Artel had a guess in his heart.

"You, hello..."

Zhang Qiu obviously didn't expect to meet Artel on the eighth floor, and greeted Artel a little overwhelmed.

She obviously knew Artel, in fact, many other wizards in the other grades knew Artel.

The talented little wizard of Slytherin, but a little maverick, is a little Muggle wizard, and is said to have a close relationship with a little wizard of the same Muggle family in Gryffindor.

The Weasley twins say they are a school couple...

"Hi, my name is Artel."

Artel looked at Zhang Qiu. He had never seen her before, but there didn't seem to be many Asians at Hogwarts, and the beautiful ones seemed to be only Zhang Qiu.

"My name is Qiu Zhang, a Ravenclaw second-year wizard..."

Compared with Zhang Qiu in the movie, this Zhang Qiu is much better-looking, at least worthy of the description in the book, Artel looked at her and thought that she might have some blood from the Western Regions, after all, she actually looks like a certain star of later generations. , that's the punch~

"Isn't Ravenclaw's lounge here? Are you in trouble? Need help?"

Artel asked curiously, Ravenclaw's lounge is in Ravenclaw Tower, which is a separate tower of the castle.

Of course, he was mainly trying to find out what Zhang Qiu was here for, and whether she saw herself coming out of the room of responsiveness.

"No, I'm here to find friends..."

Zhang Qiu doesn't seem to be very good at talking to strangers and seems a little cramped.

"Lee Jordan of Gryffindor, he's the Quidditch Cup commentator, I'd like to ask him about the preparations for the Quidditch Cup..."

After Zhang Qiu finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"I'm an alternate for Ravenclaw Quidditch and can only do simple things like this."

Artel knows that Zhang Qiu seems to be a Ravenclaw Seeker later, but it seems that the fourth grader officially played. It was also in that game that he met the third grader Harry. It was the first time the two met. .

"So it is."

Artel nodded, not caring, as long as the guy didn't notice he came out of the Room of Requirement.

"Then I won't bother you. I'll go first. I wish you a pleasant afternoon."

"Oh, okay, thank you, that, bye."

Zhang Qiu didn't know what he was talking about, but he saw Gentleman Artel smiled, and then turned his body a little, and Zhang Qiu walked over in a daze.

The Gryffindor lounge is on the eighth floor.

It wasn't until he walked out a distance that Zhang Qiu came back to his senses, quietly turned his head and glanced, and found that Artel was still smiling at her there.

Unable to help his cheeks get hot, he nodded and ran away in a hurry.

"He's a real gentleman, but he's here to find that little Gryffindor witch?"

Thinking like this, Zhang Qiu patted his hot cheek and let out a long breath.

Watching Zhang Qiu disappear around the corner, making sure she didn't find the Room of Requirement, Artel turned and left.

"A pretty good encounter."

After living here for eleven years, Artel was the first to meet an Asian, and this familiar feeling made Artel in a good mood.

At dinner, Hermione gave Artel a large package.

"what is this?"

Artel squeezed twice, and the contents were light, probably some kind of clothing.

"It's a white sheet, and I've cut a few holes in it... There are two days left until the Halloween party, and then you'll just have to put it on your head."

Hermione explained it to Artel.

This is how she spends Halloween every year, putting on a grimace mask, putting on a fancy dress, and knocking on neighbors' doors.

"trick or treat!"

Hermione taught Artel so.

"I think Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and Headmaster Dumbledore should give us candy...especially Headmaster Dumbledore, they said that Mr. Headmaster loves sweets..."

"Forget about Professor Snape, I don't dare to go... I may only be scolded when I go there. When I was at home, my father didn't let me eat too much candy. He is a dentist, you remember."

"But this time, I plan to ask for more. I have become a wizard, so I shouldn't be afraid of tooth decay..."

Hermione started talking to herself as she spoke, and Artel smiled, feeling that Hermione was still very cute at this time.

(Bosses, ask for a monthly ticket for a flower evaluation ticket~~)*