Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

"Can not believe it!"

"No wonder the entire troll tribe was wiped out. It turned out to be him... But why did he attack the trolls?"

Goyle and Crabbe muttered to themselves, Malfoy apparently didn't know this, he just heard the news from his father.

"What I said to you is a secret, remember not to tell anyone! Otherwise, if you cause trouble to the great wizard and annoy him, you know what will happen.

Malfoy warned Goyle and Crabbe, then gave Artel another look.

"I won't say it."

Artel replied.

Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief and continued to brag with Gower Crabbe.

Artel went back to the bed and lay down, took out the Isil spar, and the picture flashed, revealing the figures of Dumbledore and others, besides Dumbledore and Newt, there were also some very familiar faces to Artel.

Like Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, Tonks et al...

At this moment, they are resting on the edge of a dry underground river, looking at their state, it seems that they have just experienced a war.

Everyone looked smoky, with black and gray faces, even Dumbledore was the same, and his beard was burnt a lot.

"Is this resolved?"

Artel's thoughts moved, and the picture on the Isil spar changed, and the huge body of the Balrog appeared.

Compared with when he was just summoned, the flame burning on his body at this time was only a little smaller, and the rest was nothing, and it seemed that he did not suffer much damage.

Artel guessed that Dumbledore and the others should just try it out, maybe they didn't figure out what to do with this big guy.

"It looks like Dumbledore won't be back anytime soon, so everything in the school should be left to Snape and Professor McGonagall. 35

Artel was relieved, no longer paying attention to Dumbledore and Balrog, but put his eyes on Quirrell.

At this time, Quirrell had just finished his class for Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's little wizards and had returned to his office.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office is on the third floor, on the same floor as Dumbledore's headmaster's office. Quirrell should know that Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts, so he just glanced at the entrance of the headmaster's office and closed the office. door.

After locking the door inside, Quirrell undid the strip of cloth over his head, revealing the silhouette of Voldemort inside.

"Owner…"

Quirrell's voice was full of fear.

"Hmm~"

A sigh came from the back of his head, followed by a chilling voice:

"Quiro... my stupid servant, I'm so disappointed in you... a little Philosopher's Stone, tell me, how long will it take you?!

Hearing Voldemort's words, Quirrell trembled in fear, and he quickly explained:

"Master... I'm already thinking of a way. There is a three-headed dog guarding the entrance to the forbidden area. I have tried all kinds of methods and can't break through it. You know, if I break in hard, it will definitely alarm others..."

"Three-headed dog...that idiot Hagrid got it? Hehe..."

Voldemort's disdainful laughter echoed through the office, and after a while he said:

"Go to Lucius, give him a dragon egg, and trade it for that stupid dog's weakness from Hagrid's stupid mouth! I don't want you to delay any longer, Quirrell, or I would be... very angry.

Quirrell nodded hastily, and answered with sincerity:

"Yes! I will definitely work hard, master...just, just Lucius...will he give me dragon eggs? After all..."

"He will! Tell him you are my servant! He will give you..."

But Voldemort's voice became quieter, as if he had consumed too much power, and he murmured:

"If you can't get the Philosopher's Stone for me within a month, then I'll have to rely on the blood of unicorns to keep me going... In that case, you'll need to be cursed..."

Quirrell almost burst into tears when he heard this.

Cursing or not is not the point.

The key is that you can't enter the forbidden forest now!

There has been blocked by Dumbledore's magical barrier, and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are always guarding, how to enter?

Taking ten thousand steps back, Quirrell wouldn't dare even if he could enter.

Everyone knows that a terrifying big spider appeared in the Forbidden Forest. So many Aurors didn't take advantage of it, but one was poisoned to death...

And it is said that the centaur tribe was wiped out...

Quirrell shook his head frantically, and he didn't dare to go to the Forbidden Forest to find a unicorn for Voldemort after killing him.

"Master, I will definitely get the Philosopher's Stone for you within a month!"

Quirrell replied with a weeping voice, and Voldemort smiled contentedly, and gradually disappeared.

When Voldemort disappeared, Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cloth soaked in garlic juice and wrapped it around his head again.

"Lucius...if he can really get the dragon eggs, that idiot Hagrid doesn't have to worry...just Snape's side..."

Quirrell murmured softly, walked to the mirror, patted his face, returned to his submissive look, and left the office.

"Are you going to look for dragon eggs in the next few days?"

Artel put away the Isil spar thoughtfully, then took out the second Saruman experiment notebook, and began to try to learn the spiritual magic above.

Just like that, two days passed.

It happened to be snowing heavily on Saturday, and Artel took Hermione secretly from the secret passage on the third floor to the cellar of the Honey Duke candy store.

The dark and airtight environment in the passage and the cellar made Hermione a little cramped, so that when the two slipped out of the cellar, Hermione's rosy face made Artel wonder for a while if he had just taken the opportunity to do something to Hermione.

Why is he not impressed at all?

In the Honey Duke candy store, Artel and Hermione bought a large package of the latest magic candy, enough for Hermione to eat for a few months. Under the suspicious eyes of the store manager Froome, Artel pulled Hermione away from Honey Duke.

"Hey, the little wizard is really... the third grade and still so young."

Froome gestured to his wife, who rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Anyone can tell that the two little guys are at most second graders, maybe even first graders, and they don't know how they sneaked out.

However, this kind of thing should be left to the professors at Hogwarts to deal with.

After coming out of the Honey Duke, Artel took Hermione to the Joko joke shop again, but Hermione was not interested in these tricks, so the two just strolled around, and then went to the Hog's Head Bar.

The reason why I didn't go to the Three Broomsticks was because Hermione had heard from the Weasley twins that Hogwarts professors liked to go to the Three Broomsticks for a drink, and the dirty Hog's Head was rarely encountered. them.

The two asked for two glasses of butterbeer in the bar. Unfortunately, Aberforth refused on the grounds that they were too young. In the end, he just served them two glasses of juice, and told them to leave immediately after drinking, or else they would leave. Go to the professor at Hogwarts and complain.

・・・・・Seeking flowers・・・

Although Artel wasn't worried, Hermione wasn't. After drinking two glasses of juice, Hermione pulled him out of here.

After two hours of strolling in the Hogsmeade village full of universities, Artel dragged Hermione to the Shrieking Shack, and then returned to Hogwarts through the secret passage and the beating willow.

"Today was amazing!"

While drinking hot tea in the Great Hall, Hermione was still reminiscing about what happened today.

Just going to Hogsmeade may not be a problem, but it is very exciting to avoid the seniors, prefects and professors that you know along the way.

Especially when she thought of Artel holding her hand and hiding in every corner of Hogsmeade, Hermione felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

"When I get these sweets back, the Petil sisters will be very envious.

Hermione thought happily, looked at Artel beside her, and said seriously:

"Thank you, Artel, I'm really happy today.

"I am also very happy."

Artel said with a smile, he hasn't felt this relaxed for a long time, and to be honest, it's really good to get rid of all the baggage and relax like this every once in a while.

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After drinking two cups of hot tea, Hermione couldn't wait to share today's harvest with her roommate. Artel also returned to the dormitory, observed Quirrell on a whim, and unexpectedly found that he was meeting Lucius.

The two were supposed to have a secret meeting in Knockturn Alley, Quirrell hid himself in a large cloak, and the conversation ended just as Artel watched them.

"Give me two weeks, still here in two weeks, and I'll give you what you want. 35

Lucius said in a low voice, holding his cane and leaving.

Quirrell waited for a while, then left in the other direction.

"Saturday in two weeks?"

Artel remembered the time and planned to cut the beard when the time came.

He wanted to use this dragon egg to see if he could create a dragon strong orc. Saruman's experiment notes did not contain any experiments in this regard, but Artel wanted to try it himself.

Dragons are still very precious in the world of Harry Potter. Organizations that can raise dragons have great backgrounds and strong strengths, and they are very secretive.

The Weasleys went to Romania to see their son who had a dragon, and couldn't even bring the other children with him.

Now that there is an easy opportunity to harvest dragon eggs, Artel will not miss it.

At dinner on Sunday, Artel saw Dumbledore.

His state was a little sluggish and ill, and it looked like he was consuming too much mana, but Artel didn't see any signs of injury.

I don't know if it's a good disguise or if it's really not hurt.

After eating, Artel checked the state of the Balrog, and it was similar to what he guessed. Dumbledore did not know what method he used to seal the Balrog.

They could not kill the Balrog, or the price of killing the Balrog was unbearable for them, so they finally chose the seal.

"About four or five hundred meters underground, surrounded by magical enchantments... The Balrog consumes a lot of mana, so he fell into a deep sleep... But once he cultivates enough time, the Balrog will recover completely."

Artel, who had come to a conclusion, relaxed.

If that's the case, then let the Balrog stay there, and when Artel can fully control it, let it out.