Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

"Where are the two of them?"

Artel asked, these three people are usually inseparable, why is there only one left in the bedroom now.

"Huh? Oh...Malfoy said something was wrong with Harry lately, so he and Crabbe were staring, I..."

Gore smiled a little embarrassedly, pointed to his feet and said:

"I fell and twisted my foot when I went downstairs, so I went back to rest..."

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Artel looked at Goyle speechlessly, gave him a thumbs up, Goyle smiled embarrassedly, glanced at the dessert on the table, and motioned to Al-Tair:

"Would you like to come and eat some?"

"Forget it, I'm full."

Artel rolled his eyes speechlessly, returned to the bed, and took out the second Saruman's experiment notes.

Because of the bonus of Sauron's necromancer talent, the first Saruman's experimental notebook has basically been thoroughly understood by Artel. Apart from him, I am afraid that only Snape can do this in a short time. .

The second lab notebook is a bit more difficult, of course, for Artel.

After all, Sauron's talent is extraordinary. In addition to his powerful magic talent, Sauron is also a genius in alchemy. It must be known that the Supreme Lord of the Rings was created by Sauron.

"Soul medicine that can fuse memory fragments..."

Artel is researching a special potion recorded in his lab notebook. According to Saruman's experimental data, this potion can integrate a memory fragment into another person's mind and make him firmly believe that it is his. memory.

"Maybe it could be used to..."

Artel has some ideas in his mind, but the materials needed for this potion are more precious. There are many things Artel has never heard of, but he recorded the materials needed on the list for Lucius, and he doesn't know when he I can get it together.

In this way, Artel spent the whole morning reading in his bedroom.

At noon, Artel came to lunch in the Great Hall, where Hermione was already waiting for him.

"it's here!"

Hermione waved at Artel, Artel walked over and sat down, took a picture of the table, and a sumptuous lunch appeared in front of him.

"Artel, I think that Pansy..."

Hermione moved closer to Artel and whispered:

"She was in the library today, staring at me...and smiling at me defiantly, and I feel like she's still trying to trouble me.

Artel frowned, the woman was not pestering herself, she was running to pester Hermione.

What does she want to do?

"Can I help you teach her a lesson?"

"Need not!"

Hermione rejected Artel, and she could vaguely guess why, but she wasn't quite sure.

"After all, she hasn't done anything yet... I'll do this myself, huh, I'm not afraid of her! The main reason for telling you is that I'm afraid... If she is your friend now, I'm afraid you will be angry."5

Artel gave Hermione a surprised look.

Is this a tea?

"I have nothing to do with her.

Artel looked at Hermione with a half-smile, Hermione realized that Artel had seen through her own thoughts, stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and smiled embarrassedly.

"hey-hey.

"Then I'm really welcome! If she dares to provoke me, I'll let her know how powerful it is!

Hermione raised the fork in her hand, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

In fact, she had wanted to teach Pansy a lesson for a long time. She had discovered many times that when she and Artel were eating, Pansy always stared at them with strange eyes, and often peeked at Artel during class.

She ignored it before, but now this woman took the initiative to go to the library to provoke her, which is simply too bullying!

What's more, this woman might be trying to steal Artel, so Hermione couldn't bear it!

"Alright, you are all girls, you are more appropriate than me to teach her a lesson."

Artel didn't care either, Hermione learned two Saruman spells from him, and after listening to his advice, she took time to practice every week, and she would definitely not suffer against a one-year-old Pansy.

The two were eating, and Harry and Ron rushed into the auditorium and sat down opposite them.

"Gududu..."

Ron, gasping for breath, drank a large glass of juice, and let out a long sigh of relief...

"Ron, Harry, what's the matter with you?"

Neville, who was eating silently next to him, asked.

Neville and Harry are roommates and have always had a good relationship.

"No, it's fine."

Harry shook his head and didn't say anything. Neville gave him a dull look and didn't ask any more questions.

Ron looked at him hesitantly, then at Harry, and finally leaned forward and said in a low voice:

"We, we just went to the fourth floor..."

"Fourth floor?"

Hermione was naturally very sensitive to this deduction of fifty points from her, she raised her head sharply and looked at Harry and Ron:

"Why and where did you go? Gryffindor will be a laughing stock again if you get caught! 35

"No, not what you think. 35

Harry explained, he glanced at the door of the Great Hall, didn't find Snape's figure, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"We saw Snape and he sneaked up to the fourth floor... so we followed."

"I swear, it's really Professor Snape, and he's trying to steal...you know, that thing.39

Ron added immediately.

Originally this weekend, Harry and Ron planned to have a good day off, but when they were playing outside, they found that Snape was mysterious and didn't look like he was going to do a good job.

So the two followed, and finally found that Snape was a little strange.

He first sneaked into Professor Quirrell's office, then chatted with Hagrid, and finally went to the headmaster's office and found Dumbledore not there, so he went to the fourth floor.

Harry and Ron kept following secretly, but after reaching the fourth floor, Ron accidentally made some noises, which disturbed Snape, and ran back in a panic because he was afraid of being caught by Snape.

After Ron finished speaking, Professor Snape came to the auditorium. He silently walked behind Harry and Ron, stared at them a few times, and then left with a flick of his robe.

"I think he must have found out.

Ron's face was a little ugly, and Artel was curious about how an eleven-year-old boy had so many folds on his face.

"It's okay, he has no evidence!"

Harry didn't care, he had already trained, and he relied on the invisibility cloak to go around without a trace these days, which made Filch annoyed, but because there was no evidence, he had been unable to punish Harry.

"Perhaps Professor Snape just wanted to check. More

Neville on the side whispered something.

"You don't understand, Neville, there's definitely something wrong with Professor Snape. He was bitten by that big dog on Halloween. I think he couldn't hold back."

Neville stopped talking, he felt that it was a little bad.

Although Snape was always targeting Gryffindor, as his student, Neville felt that he should not be so suspicious of his professor.

........for flowers.....

Harry and Ron did not continue the topic, they looked at each other and sighed.

Both of them felt a kind of loneliness where everyone was drunk and I was alone.

However, heroes are all alone and not understood.

Harry cheered himself up in his heart, he was the famous Harry Potter, he would definitely stop Snape and expose his conspiracy!

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit depressing, but fortunately it didn't last long because the owl in charge of delivering the letter came.

Weasley's owl brought Ron a copy of the Daily Prophet, which he opened and found nothing worth discussing.

Ron put down the newspaper regretfully and muttered:

"What a pity, I thought the wizard who attacked the Ministry of Magic would be caught.

George, who was not far away, sat over, put his arms around Ron's neck, and said carelessly:

"You mean Saruman? I don't think it's possible. He is a wizard who is more powerful than Headmaster Dumbledore. This is the headmaster's own admission."

Fred appeared out of nowhere. He picked up the newspaper and echoed:

"That's right, Saruman is our idol now! Wreak havoc at the Ministry of Magic on Christmas Eve and put his name on the Magic Brothers sculpture! What a great idea! 35

"If you learn from him, Dad won't let you go.

Ron said dryly, and the Weasleys quarreled with the crowd for a while, and left the auditorium laughing. Shortly after they left, Artel found that Professor Quirrell had also come to the auditorium.

There were no obvious wounds on his face, but he looked half-dead.

Artel suspected that he might have been punished by Voldemort.

"It's pretty pathetic too."

Artel looked at Quirrell's unlovable look, suppressed a smile, ate the last piece of roast meat, and left with Hermione.

The next few days of study and life were relatively boring, but fortunately, the Quidditch Cup competition in the academy became more and more intense. When it was boring, Artel and Hermione went to the game.

Listening to the hysterical shouts of the little wizards around, and Hermione's elated look when Gryffindor scored, Artel once thought that life was still sweet.

In this way, another half month passed.

This weekend, the agreed time has come again.

Quirrell carefully took the dragon egg from Lucius, and before he even had time to say goodbye to Lucius, he Apparated out of Knockturn Alley.

Lucius twitched the corners of his mouth, looked around, but did not see Saruman.

"Look at you. Nian

Lucius snorted and swaggered away.

Quirrell appeared in Hogsmeade. After he stabilized, Quirrell went straight to the Pig's Head Bar without any hesitation.

He has been observing Hagrid these days, and found that he goes to the Pig's Head Bar every weekend to drink, so Quirrell who got the dragon egg chose to go directly to Hagrid in order to prevent the dragon egg from being robbed again.

He obviously didn't expect it, though, and Artel knew exactly what he meant.

The Pig's Head Bar is at the intersection of a small road in Hogsmeade Village. Quirrell was hiding under a large black robe, holding a dragon egg in his hand. Just as he turned a corner, he saw a familiar face in front of him.

Long white hair, gray beard, intelligent eyes, serious face and a noble scepter.

"Mr Quirrell, we? We met..."

Artel didn't talk nonsense, and directly extended his hand.

"Dragon egg, bring it to you!" Shan.