Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Southern England, Cumbria Mountains.

Since the last time he saw Artel, Warwick has followed Artel's orders, growing his own tribe in the mountains with peace of mind, while letting the other strong orcs of the wolf tribe search for werewolf descendants everywhere.

Now its tribe has grown and grown, and there are nearly 800 wolf cubs.

"It's good here..."

Artel's figure appeared outside the strong orc tribe, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

The current strong orc tribe is no worse than the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest. It is built on the cave of the rocky cliff, with the wooden house and grass cover. It has a feeling of the orc tribe in the game he played in his previous life-…

"Owner?

Artel hasn't moved yet, and Warwick has rushed out of the Horde with dozens of strong orcs.

The werewolf's sense of smell is already very strong, and after becoming a strong orc, the sense of smell is even worse, and he can smell the smell of others from far away.

Warwick had already smelled Artel coming, so he ran out with a group of strong orcs to meet him.

"well done.

Artel stretched out his hand, and Warwick, who was nearly three meters tall, immediately knelt on the ground and looked at Artel reverently.

Artel smiled and patted its head, and Warwick closed his eyes immediately, a grunting sound in his throat.

"How do you look like Charlie?"

Artel looked at the huge Warwick and thought of the Doberman pinscher at home, feeling a little inconsistent.

Artel pulled his hand back, and Warwick opened his eyes and stood up again.

Artel looked him up and down and felt the blood on Warwick's body, so he asked:

"What's going on with the tribe lately?

Warwick nodded, a fierce light flashed in his scarlet eyes, and replied:

"Some time ago, our tribe was discovered by humans outside the mountain. Many people came and they were holding a very strange weapon."

Warwick gestured, and Artel knew Warwick was talking about guns.

It seems that the werewolf tribe was discovered by the muggles, and attracted the army...

"Later we killed a lot of people, drove them away, and stopped for a while, but recently there are always things flying in the sky to observe us..."

Warwick scratched his head and pointed to the sky helplessly.

The wolf clan strong orc's jumping ability is good, with Warwick's strength, he can jump to a height of tens of meters.

But even so, they can't do anything about the plane, they can only let them fly around in the sky.

"Well...it was my mistake.

Artel pondered for a while, raised his scepter high, and cast the Muggle shielding spell he just learned today.

A transparent ripple spread out, covering the entire strong orc tribe.

"They won't be able to find you in the future... Have you encountered any wizards recently?

Artel put down his scepter and continued to question Warwick as he walked towards the Horde.

"There is no wizard, but I met a very powerful knight..."

Warwick's fierce face showed a trace of fear, and replied in a sullen voice:

"He said his name was the Witch King of Angmar... He noticed our breath when he passed by, so he came to see, and he said what made us submit to a king named Sauron..."

"I had a fight with him, but he was no match for him at all... His sword was also terrifying, and two brothers of our tribe were burned directly to ashes...'

Artel stopped, a look of surprise on his face.

"I didn't expect you to meet him..."

Previously, the Daily Prophet said that the Witch King of Angmar had crossed the English Channel to go to France. It must have been at that time that he had passed through the Cumbria Mountains and discovered the strong orc tribe hidden in the mountains.

"do not worry,

Artel waved his hand and commanded:

"Next time he comes again, you can say that you belong to me and are the servant of Saruman in white robe.

"Yes! Master!"

Warwick bowed his head and replied respectfully.

Artel walked around the Horde, found everything in order, and was even more satisfied with Warwick.

The strong orcs he created not only inherited the excellent fighting skills of centaur warriors, but also inherited the wisdom and spirituality of the other side, which cannot be compared by stupid orcs.

Artel looked left and right, and finally walked into the cave behind the tribe.

This place has become the warehouse of the strong orc tribe, and there are many undisposed prey corpses as well as a large amount of wood and hay.

Because the cave is right behind the tribe, there is no need to be guarded.

However, when Artel and Warwick came in, they still saw a white strong orc who was not tall and about the size of an ordinary human girl. At this time, it was hiding in the corner of the warehouse, eating pork legs.

A pair of relish, mouth full of oil, looks quite cute.

Artel looked familiar to her, so he took a second look.

"Gina! You're stealing food again... Still not coming?

Warwick's voice came from behind, and the strong orc named Gina was startled.

Looking up, seeing Artel coming, Gina hurriedly ran over, knelt down, and called out softly:

・・Please ask for flowers.

"Owner…"

Artel looked at Warwick, and Warwick said quickly:

"Master, she is the white wolf... I saw that you liked her very much last time, so I specially gave her a bottle of potion, but Gina hasn't grown up yet, so it's what it is now. 35

Hearing Warwick's words, Artel suddenly realized.

This Gina turned out to be the little white wolf from last time. Last time I saw it, it seemed that it was only a wolf cub for a few months...

Last time Artel came, he looked cute, so he hugged him for a while and fed him some grilled meat.

Unexpectedly, Warwick gave it a bottle of strong orc potion.

"Get up."

Artel, dumbfounded, made Gina stand up.

Gina got up quickly, glanced at Artel secretly, then ran behind a pile of wood and hid the pig's leg in her hand...

"pretty good."

Artel smiled and said to Gina:

"If you want to eat meat in the future, ask Warwick for it, you don't need to eat it secretly..."

"Really!

Gina's eyes lit up instantly, she hurriedly ran over, and said coquettishly:

"Thank you master~"

Warwick gave a wry smile and said:

"Master, you don't know... Gina's appetite is bigger than two adult strong orcs... and she is gluttonous... But since you said so, then fine..."

Warwick thought about it and said to Gina:

"Anyway, you don't know how to hunt, and you can't go outside to find your fellow clan... Just stay here and look after the warehouse in the future..."

After Gina heard this, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a naive expression:

"Thank you master, thank you boss... I will definitely watch our food... I promise not to steal it! Hee hee... Suck..."

Artel walked into the depths of the cave, looked here, nodded with satisfaction, the scepter tapped on the ground, and the ground in front of him rumbled open.

Artel took out the Holy White Council stele in the system space and threw it into the crack, then called Warwick and said to him:

"I still have two hundred bottles of potions here, and I will give you all of them in a while. You can choose the person yourself..."

"Two days later, you will go down the mountain with a few strong orcs and go to the Welsh Ministry of Magic for help... I will take you to the specific location in a while..."

"Specific remarks...you will say so when the time comes..."

After making arrangements, Artel took Warwick to the Welsh Ministry of Magic to familiarize him with the route.

Having done this, Artel returned to Hogwarts.

Now I'm waiting for the news that the strong orcs are infested in Wales in two days! Mountain.