Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

Before Kassandra's voice fell, several people outside the auditorium walked in, and someone reminded her:

"Kassandra, Ifamouni's exchange student is back!"

"It's just right to be back!"

Kassandra raised her eyebrows and looked at Ifamouni's exchange students.

Walking in the middle was Amber, and Kassandra saw her at a glance.

"What a beautiful little girl..."

There was a hint of surprise in Kassandra's eyes, and she walked up to Amber and looked her up and down.

"You are Amber. Hilde? "

"It's me..."

Amber was stunned for a moment, she didn't know Kassandra.

But such a beautiful and high-profile witch reminded Amber of a news she had heard from the little wizard of Gryffindor yesterday.

"You are Kassandra. Warley? Is that Beauxbatons exchange student? "

"You really know me."

Kassandra wasn't surprised, on the contrary, if someone else didn't know her, it was something to be surprised.

"But you are wrong in one sentence, I am not an exchange student in Beauxbatons, I was originally a wizard at Hogwarts."

Kassandra raised her head proudly, she glanced at the four wizards beside Amber, and said:

"I'm a student at Hogwarts Slytherin House, unlike you 550!"

"And you are not exchange students, I went to Beauxbatons two years ago to strengthen the communication and exchange of magical culture between the two schools, promote friendship, and enhance understanding, and you came to Hogwarts to find trouble!"

Amber's face showed an embarrassed expression, it was the professor of the school who made the decision, and it had nothing to do with her.

"But that's okay, speaking of duels, Hogwarts isn't afraid of any school! I'm sure you'll leave here in disgrace. "

Kassandra is confident because she has a strong ability to duel, and in her two years in Beauxbatons, Kassandra has become a duel star at this school.

There are a total of four magical schools in Europe, of which the Russian school of magic in Kodos Doris is often not counted because it is too far away.

The remaining three are Hogwarts in England, Beauxbatons in France, and Durmstrang hidden in northern Scandinavia.

Of the three schools, Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has the strongest duel ability, this school teaches young wizards to learn the Dark Arts, and duel classes are still a permanent course.

A duel match was held between Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang was the duel champion of the same grade and was not Kassandra's opponent at all.

When it comes to beeg fights, Kassandra has some strong confidence!

Kassandra looked at everyone and said proudly:

"So, you guys still have time to leave now, it's better than leaving in disgrace after being defeated!"

"I hope your strength is worthy of your arrogant tone."

Behind Amber, that fifth-grader Morobo couldn't help it.

Originally, he saw Cassandra so beautiful, and he didn't want to conflict with her, but helplessly this witch was too blind.

She looked at herself with a haughty contempt, as if looking at another ant deeply stung his heart.

"Which one are you?"

Kassandra glanced at Morobo and asked in disgust.

"The duel champion of the fifth grade of Ifamouni, Morobo. Nicholson! "

Morobo replied loudly, and a little witch behind Kassandra leaned into her ear and muttered a few words to her.

Hearing the little witch's whisper, Kassandra's expression became strange, she was a little surprised, and she felt a little ridiculous.

"Cluck, I see, you're the guy who threatened to challenge our school's first-year wizard?"

Kassandra laughed, and she sighed twice, as if she saw something new.

"It's so funny that I just came back and didn't know there was such a thing... I'm going to write this matter down in my notes, and if I'm not happy in the future, I can take it out and take a look, hahaha..."

Morobo's face became gloomy, and his originally white face now looked a little dark...

"Which one is Altaïr? Let me see, the little wizard who can be targeted by the fifth grade duel champion..."

Kassandra turned her head and looked into the Slytherin dining area.

The little witch had just told her that Altaïr, like her, was a little wizard in the Snake Courtyard...

"That... Senior sister, Altaïr is over there. "

Someone pointed to Cassandra, and she was a little surprised and looked over at Gryffindor. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

I saw a noble-temperamented, handsome-looking little wizard sitting there quietly looking at himself.

It's good-looking, although it's still small, but you can see that the genes are very good...

And there is an aristocratic temperament, which should be from a large family.

"He's Altaïr? Isn't it Slytherin? How did you run to Gryffindor! "

Kassandra was a little surprised, she had a vague impression that the little wizard seemed to be standing next to Professor McGonagall just now.

"That's a long story..."

A little witch next to her explained simply, and knowing that Altaïr was personally approved by Professor McGonagall, Kassandra nodded thoughtfully.

"It seems that something interesting has happened in the two years since I left, and I thought Slytherin and Gryffindor were reconciled... Giggle. "

Kassandra smiled, looked at Morobo, and said:

"So that's what you're going to challenge? An eleven-year-old little wizard who went to study for half a year? "

"Do you think Hogwarts is a bully?"

Kassandra's voice became cold, she squinted, and a chill erupted in the originally somewhat charming fox's eyes.

"It was the students of your school who first bragged that he killed the basilisk and saved the entire school of students and professors!"

Morobo was a little weak-hearted, but still curled his neck and replied:

"Since you can kill the basilisk, you can't treat it like an ordinary first-year little wizard, right?!"

"You cowhide blew out, don't you allow us to verify it?"

Kassandra was stunned for a moment.

She really didn't know there was such a thing... Some time ago, she did hear that there was a basilisk haunt at Hogwarts, but then it stopped, and she thought that Headmaster Dumbledore had solved the basilisk.

"He killed the basilisk?"

Kassandra exclaimed, she couldn't believe it.

A little wizard of the first grade, who kills the terrifying basilisk...

It's hard to believe.

No wonder this Morobo is like this.

"It was Altaïr who killed it, we all saw it!"

"Altaïr is strong! The professors all praised him! Professor McGonagall has said more than once that he is the most talented little wizard Hogwarts has ever had! "

There was a voice from the Slaterson crowd, and someone pointed to the mural hanging in the auditorium and said:

"Altaïr pulled out the Gryffindor Sword, look at those paintings, those are real!"

Kassandra then noticed the mural in the auditorium, and although she was still suspicious, she couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the painting.

In the dim corridor, the boy raised his glowing sword, soared into the air, and cut off the head of the terrifying basilisk with a sword...

This painting seemed to have a magical power, directly imprinting the shadow of the sword high on Kassandra's heart.

"This is really... It's incredible..."

Kassandra whispered, and she looked at Altaïr again, her eyes becoming inexplicably complicated.

(Morobo is in fifth grade, Amber and Penelo are in fourth grade, and there is a chapter that was written incorrectly and has been revised!) Take the opportunity to ask for a monthly pass, than the heart~).