Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Hermione was very unhappy right now.

I originally thought that I could be alone in a carriage with Artel, like going home from the Christmas holidays, and I could lean on him when I slept, smelling the good smell of Artel.

However, the appearance of Cassandra and others completely ruined Hermione's little wish.

"They definitely did it on purpose.

Hermione was secretly angry. When she and Artel got into the car, there were obviously many empty boxes, and they all came here.

Everyone is a girl, who doesn't know what they are thinking.

Hermione felt that she must be jealous.

No, I'm just jealous.

The witches in the box now, like her, love Artel.

Especially that Cassandra, although what she said was one thing, but what she did was another...

She is also very beautiful and noble, which brought a great sense of crisis to Hermione.

But what made her feel the greatest sense of crisis was Amber.

This half-breed veela.

Amber returned to her original appearance that night, Hermione was almost attracted to her, and she was so welcoming to boys...

Hermione bit her lip and raised her head slightly.

She found that Artel was leaning against the car window, probably resting with his eyes closed, Pansy and Cassandra were staring at each other, no one was convinced, Penello was also resting, and Amber was reading...

"Hate to die! 39

Hermione took a deep breath and expressed her dissatisfaction with the "700 foreigners". Cassandra hooked the corner of her mouth with a half-smile. Seeing Hermione looking at her, she raised her head proudly. , leaned towards Artel.

"Shameless! 99

Hermione looked at Cassandra angrily, her eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Cassandra was even happier, thinking that Hermione had attacked her with magic before, and that she also dined with Artel every day, so she became even more aggressive.

She looked at Hermione and silently mouthed:

"Piss you off!"

Then he tilted his head slightly, pretending to be sleeping, and resting his head on Artel's shoulder in a daze.

"unacceptable!

Hermione's eyes widened, subconsciously wanting to explode, but was stopped by Pansy.

"Artel fell asleep.

Pansy said in a low voice, Hermione clenched her fists, snorted, and simply closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Artel did fall asleep...

He didn't want to be caught between these little witches, and he didn't want to watch them fight, so he simply closed his eyes, practiced the mysterious method, and fell into a deep sleep.

Cassandra saw Hermione give up, like a winning peacock, with a smug look on her face.

She wanted to sit up, but she felt an inexplicable feeling of reassurance coming from Artel. She leaned on Artel and felt that her mental strength was very comfortable, and it seemed to show signs of growth.

This made her very surprised, and the movement she wanted to get up stopped, but changed to a more comfortable position and leaned against Artel.

Cassandra closed her eyes, feeling warm and comfortable deep in her spirit, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day, at four o'clock in the morning.

Hermione was the first to wake up, and when she opened her eyes and saw Artel and Cassandra across from her, she screamed.

"You! Cassandra Worley! You shameless...! 99

Hermione's voice woke everyone sleeping in the box.

They opened their eyes and were surprised to see Artel and Cassandra.

Artel wakes up from his practice state, he frowns because Cassandra...

She had just woken up at this time, rubbing her sleepy eyes with one hand, and the other hand, still stuck in Artel's shirt...

"Am I taking advantage of others?"

Artel looked down and saw that Cassandra had slipped her hand into his shirt as she fell asleep, and the buttons had snapped open.

"ah……"

Cassandra let out a low sigh, she was a little embarrassed, and her face blushed like a ripe apple.

"I don't know what's going on...well, it's too tiring to sleep on the train."

Cassandra withdrew her hand, and she looked over Artel's shoulder.

The white shirt there was also wrinkled by her.

Even though she said that, Cassandra actually didn't feel tired at all, but felt that she slept very well this night.

Her mental power has increased a little, and the mental power increased in one night is more than that of the previous month.

"How could this be? What secrets (cgeb) have Artel on..."

Cassandra looked at Artel, but didn't show it.

She stretched out, revealing her exquisite figure.

"But after all, it's in the train box, so it's all forgivable..."

Cassandra found herself a step, stood up and moved, glancing at Hermione.

"Next time you yell again, I will definitely teach you a lesson!

"It's not certain which of us will teach whom!!

Hermione raised her fist, glared at Cassandra, and turned her head angrily.

Artel buttoned his own buttons, tidied up his clothes, and used a clean on himself.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was already 4:30. In just over an hour, the train would arrive in London.

"Okay, stop arguing, it's almost London, everyone change clothes, chat, and it's time to get off the bus. 35

"Then you're not going out yet.""

Penello rolled his eyes at Artel, there are five little witches here, if you change clothes, Artel can't stay here.

"I don't want to watch it yet.

Artel grunted, stood up, and stretched.

"You're going to die!

Cassandra slapped Artel on the ass, because Artel stood up and his ass was facing her…

"I'm taking revenge."

Cassandra thought happily about what happened in the lounge that night.

"Humph!"

I don't know who snorted, Artel walked out of the box, he looked in the box, there was no one around the box...

After about ten minutes, Artel returned to the box, and the little witches changed their clothes.

Hermione tied a pair of ponytails, changed into an orange short-sleeved top and short skirt, pink and white sneakers, and wore white half-knee socks on her legs, looking youthful and cute.

Pansy's dress is similar to hers, but the temperament is different, and it is more unruly at first glance.

Cassandra wore a conservative, long-sleeved shirt and trousers, but she was very slim, with a touch of sexiness in her intelligence, which reminded Artel of her teacher...

Penello is quite satisfactory, short-sleeved and hot pants, that is, the pair of white dazzling long legs is indeed unreasonable...

As for Amber.

Artel admits that the witch does have something, and a lot.

She changed into a very slim light blue skirt with hip wraps, showing off her bumpy figure to the fullest. Not only that, but Amber also changed into a pair of black stockings...

Sitting opposite Penello, two pairs of long legs complement each other...

The two little girls, Hermione and Pansy, were instantly defeated.

Artel glanced at the little witches.

Different styles have their own merits.

Five people.

Eight hundred hearts.

Artel went back to his seat and sat down, looking out the window at the fast-reversing scenery, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

As the heir of the Shelby family, the great devil who will rule the world in the future, it seems that it is a very important and sacred thing to spread the branches and contribute to the family.