Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

"Heroes of the wizarding world?"

Harry murmured, and he glanced at Ron and smiled wryly.

To be honest, what Ron said to him was tempting, and Harry didn't want to go on like this.

But what else could be done otherwise?

He can't even think of a Philosopher's Stone...

To capture Saruman? To deal with the Witch-king of Angmar and Sauron?

Isn't that a joke?

"Ron, you may be too tired recently, I think you should take a good rest..."

Harry persuaded Ron very seriously, he didn't know why Ron suddenly had this idea, maybe he was stimulated by Artel...

But it stands to reason that Ron should have been used to it long ago.

He's used to it, not only Artel is better than him, even Hermione is better than him...

Harry Potter only hopes that he will not have a stable class, no longer deduct points from the academy, and no longer be targeted by Professor Snape, that's fine...

Ron looked at Harry Potter speechlessly. He remembered that Harry was not like this before. When he first started school, he was full of energy. In order to protect the magic 26 stones, he did not hesitate to fight against Professor Snape...

"Well, when I didn't say it."

Ron muttered, and he turned his head secretly, glancing in Slytherin's direction.

Amber was chatting with Pansy. The two seemed to have a good relationship. I didn't know what they were talking about, and Amber laughed.

"Her smile is the most beautiful thing in the world.

Ron felt his heart melt, and he was dazed, as if only Amber was in his eyes.

Artel, who was opposite Ron, froze for a moment, raised his head, and glanced at Ron.

He had just sensed that Ron's mental state didn't seem right...

"Enchanted by Veela's power?"

Seeing Ron turn to look in Amber's direction, Artel understood.

Ron seemed to be like that, he seemed to have a special affinity for a certain kind of girl.

Artel remembers that in the original book, Ron was attracted to Ms. Rosemerta, the proprietor of the Three Broomsticks.

Later, he had a crush on him for a long time, because of this incident, he was often ridiculed by Hermione.

At the Quidditch World Cup, the Bulgarian team's mascot was a Veela, and when she appeared, Ron was so attracted to her that he almost jumped off the high platform.

In the Triwizard Tournament, Ron was also attracted by Fleur, who has Veela blood, and kept staring at each other during the dinner...

Ron seemed to like women who were a little more "fascinating".

And when Amber raised his hands and gestures, he would inadvertently exude a coquettish attitude, which he deeply understood.

When discussing Transfiguration with Amber, Cassandra often stared at Amber, fearing that Artel would be attracted to her...

"Fortunately, Amber didn't take the initiative, otherwise Ron might be willing to die for her..."

Artel shook his head, Amber had never used Veela's power at all, but the temperament radiated inadvertently attracted Ron.

"However, over time, Ron will still be affected and may become an irrational licking dog.

Artel looked at Ron and decided to help him.

Otherwise, waiting for him to get deeper and deeper and pestering Aimee every day would be quite annoying.

"A Defence Against the Dark Arts class for a while?

"Yes...Professor Nagini said that today we are going to practice the spells we learned before, and the little wizards will form their own teams..."

Hermione nodded, she had already practiced the magic taught in Defense Against the Dark Arts class very well.

Every time she was in class, she would help those first-year witches from the Shelby Society.

Artel helped other students as a teaching assistant, two first-year wizards in two colleges, and under his guidance, they have achieved great results.

Even Professor Nagini said that the grades of the little wizards in the two academies of Slytherin and Gryffindor were much better than those of the other two colleges.

After breakfast, everyone came to the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Nagini simply said a few words and let the little wizards practice on their own.

She has already taught all the magic spells that should be taught, and even taught some senior grades to learn, so the next two months of courses are all review and practice.

The little wizards stood in pairs and began to practice with each other, Artel holding his wand, walking through the crowd...

When passing by Ron, Artel raised his hand inadvertently, and the wand slid in a trajectory.

Ron, who was practicing the spell with Harry, shuddered suddenly, he blinked, and looked around suspiciously.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Ron stop, Harry asked.

"It's okay... It's just that I suddenly feel that things around me are a lot clearer... strange."

Ron scratched his head, for some reason, he felt as if he had lost something important, but he felt relieved.

"Well... there is no other way, with my ability, I can only eliminate all relevant emotions..."

Artel stepped aside and looked at Ron, who was talking to Harry in confusion.

"From now on, you're a wizard without love... A woman or something will only affect how fast you swing your wand..."

Artel thought of this sentence inexplicably.

He should thank me.

Artel pursed his lips, and from now on, Ron won't be bothered by witches anymore.

"Professor Artel, how to simplify the gesture of this spell!"

Not far away came the voice of a little witch, Artel walked over, and began to teach while a group of people watched.

"Gestural simplification is the prerequisite for wandless spellcasting..."

At this time, the village of Hogsmeade.

Although 687 is a working day, the village of Hogsmeade is still very lively. Although there are no young wizards and professors from Hogwarts, there are many residents of the village and wizard tourists from other places.

In the Honey Duke candy store, it was crowded, many wizards were picking candies, and some children were running back and forth.

In the Three Broomsticks and the Pig's Head bar, the wizards were chatting and laughing constantly, and some wizards from afar were telling the bizarre experiences they encountered on the way.

A knight in black armor, riding a tall and bewitching black horse, slowly walked into Hogsmeade Village.

The originally bustling street became quiet the moment he saw the knight.

Then, there was a terrified scream.

"Ann, Witch King Angmar!!

"The Witch-King Angmar is here!!

The wizards shouted, and some of the little wizards heard the voice of the Witch King of Angmar, and sat on the ground and cried.

The whole street was in chaos in an instant.

A terrible laughter came from under the armor of the Witch King of Angmar, and it seemed that he was very proud to see these people so afraid.

The Witch King raised the long sword in his hand, and a voice spread throughout Hogsmeade Village.

"Tell me...the location of Hogwarts...dedicate the Philosopher's Stone to me...otherwise, kill without mercy!"

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