Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Snape and McGonagall waited until the morning, until the magic power was restored, the basilisk's body was collected, and the basement of the castle was repaired again, and they didn't see Dumbledore coming back, and then they felt that something was wrong.

With Dumbledore's ability, go to Gaunt's old house, and you won't be back overnight.

Snape and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, and both had a bad feeling.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the little wizards from other academies woke up. Because they didn't receive a notice that they were not allowed to leave the lounge, they went to the auditorium to eat as usual.

To their surprise, the magic item that the professors had set up yesterday to make a rooster croak was gone.

It was removed after just one day.

Is it useless?

Isn't the monster in the secret room a basilisk?

Most of the little wizards think this way, after all, it has only been one night, and almost no one thinks that the basilisk has been completely solved.

Lavender, who was still a little scared at first, also smiled, but her smile quickly froze on her face, because about what happened last night, it had already spread from Slytherin.

Professor Sinista was poisoned by snake venom, Professor Nagini was seriously injured, Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Hooch were petrified...

The entire basement was beaten to rubble...

Just hearing this news, it was not difficult for the little wizards from other colleges to guess how tragic the battle last night was.

But what surprised them the most was that it was Artel who killed the basilisk at least!

Artel, the first-year wizard of Slytherin House, drew the sword of Gryffindor 603 from the Sorting Hat and killed the basilisk!

When they first heard the news, most of the little wizards didn't believe it.

But the entire Slytherin students said so, and some people vividly described the scene at that time, and even many little witches could accurately describe how Artel drew his sword and cut off the head of the basilisk with the sword...

It makes them have to believe it!

The news quickly spread to the other three colleges and the entire auditorium.

Artel, who was having dinner with Hermione, instantly became the focus. Many people were watching Artel secretly, and some people didn't even eat, and ran over to watch, whispering in a low voice.

And Hermione beside him also stayed on the spot, her mouth widened, revealing the baked potato she just ate into her mouth.

"Artel...are they telling the truth?

Hermione looked at him blankly and asked in disbelief.

"it is true…"

Artel, who was stared at by hundreds of people, also experienced what it's like to be a star. He cut a piece of bacon without changing his face, put it into his mouth gracefully, chewed it and swallowed it, and continued:

"But it was done with the help of the professors. That snake is dozens of meters long, and I can't handle it alone..."

"It's incredible! You drew the sword of Gryffindor! 35

Hermione shouted loudly, and she glanced at Lavender, whose face was ashen, and shouted loudly:

"Artel drew the sword of Gryffindor! He was the one chosen by Gryffindor! He killed the basilisk!!

Hermione was so happy, she felt happier than killing the basilisk herself.

The whole person was dizzy.

The only thing that makes her unhappy is that she didn't see that scene with her own eyes...

From the description of the little Slytherin wizard, Hermione could guess how handsome and charming Artel was at that time...

Too bad I didn't see it!

Cheaper for the little witches in Slytherin!

"Artel is our Slytherin pride! He's not a Gryffindor!

Pansy's voice came from the Slytherin dining area, she stood up and looked at Hermione unceremoniously.

"But Artel has been eating at us in Gryffindor! You don't like him! Gryffindor accepted him! He is Gryffindor!"

The Weasley twins didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and shouted in the crowd, Slytherin and their seniors who didn't deal with them immediately retorted:

"You fart! Artel is Slytherin! You're the one who won't take him away!

"The basilisk he killed with the Gryffindor sword! The basilisk is Slytherin!

"A Slytherin has drawn the sword of Gryffindor! How dare you say it!"

"Artel is Gryffindor! Must be the Sorting Hat wrong!"

As if someone lit the fuse, and the Great Hall was immediately fried, Gryffindor and Slytherin quarreled with each other.

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's little wizards eat and watch the fun.

They were not involved, because neither Artel nor the Basilisk nor the Sword of Gryffindor had anything to do with them.

Harry listened to the quarrels around him, his face was expressionless, and he ate the food on the plate mechanically. He could no longer taste the food.

"How did that happen?'

Harry couldn't help asking himself.

He still remembered that when he was sorted, he was assigned to Gryffindor, and all the Gryffindors were applauding, and they shouted excitedly [We have Harry Potter! We have Harry Potter!]

And now...

Nobody cares about him anymore.

Harry raised his head and glanced at Artel opposite, seeing (cgeb) what he was talking to Hermione, Hermione looked at him with a smile, the picture was indescribably harmonious.

"If it were me...if I killed the basilisk, if the two academies quarreled over me...would I be so calm?"

Harry pursed his lips and lowered his head silently.

When he went to bed last night, Harry was still planning how to use Parseltongue to help the principal find the basilisk, how to help the professors kill the basilisk, and become the hero of all the little wizards.

Woke up this morning and was told the basilisk was dead...

"Why is this so?"

Harry didn't understand, he was obviously the boy in the legend, the boy who survived...

Originally everyone had expectations for him, but he couldn't do anything well.

"Harry? 35

Ron nudged Harry lightly, waking him up from his stupor, only to realize that his plate was empty.

He was scratching the plate unconsciously with his fork.

"You seem to have something on your mind? What's wrong? 35"

Ron noticed his friend's unhappiness and asked with some doubts.

They should be happy, the basilisk was killed, Hogwarts was back to normal, and they didn't have to worry anymore.

"I'm fine... I didn't sleep well last night."

Harry shook his head, and at this moment he felt that the voices around him were indescribably noisy.

Ron on the side was relieved and said enviously:

"Artel is amazing! Isn't it? He was able to draw the sword of Gryffindor, Percy says no one has ever done that before, Artel is the only one in decades..."

Harry shook his head, not hearing what Ron was saying behind him, and only smiled reluctantly when he was finished.

"Perhaps Artel is right, I'm just an ordinary little wizard, just feel at ease and do what a student should do... In fact, the mysterious man was not defeated by me..."

When the quarrel between Gryffindor and Slytherin intensified, even some grumpy seniors started to do it. The prefects of the two houses have been persuading, but more and more little snakes and little lions joined the battle. group.

The little eagle and the little badger hid to the side to watch the fun, and emptied the center of the auditorium. One after another magic spell flew over, and food and damaged plates flew everywhere.

Because there was no professor, the scene was very chaotic for a time, and the prefect alone could not control it.

Malfoy also took advantage of the chaos, ran to Harry who was still in a daze and cast a dancing spell.

"Harry Potter! Such a happy day, let's dance! Tarantella!"

So, in the case of the melee between the two sides, Harry danced angrily... In order to help Harry regain face, Ron gave Malfoy a tickle spell with his hand.

And just like that, Harry was tap dancing there, and Malfoy was laughing across from him.

Goyle and Crabbe chase Ron all over the auditorium...

Senior little snake and little lion, you come and go, obstacle spell, sleep spell, petrification spell...

Just one word, mess!

"Quiet!!

After about ten minutes, a voice spread throughout the auditorium.

The little wizards involuntarily quieted down, and the hand holding the wand also put down, and everyone who was cursed returned to normal under the sound.

Artel raised his head and saw Dumbledore, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

Because Dumbledore shrank one hand.

And Artel could clearly feel that a powerful and evil curse was attached to that hand.

At this moment, Artel understood a lot.

"Dumbledore went to Gaunt's old house last night... He found the Resurrection Stone, was seduced, put on a ring, and suffered a terrible curse... But all of this was five years ahead of schedule!!35