Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

"This is Hogwarts, Saruman won't know..."

Pursey comforted himself, but I don't know why, there was still a faint sense of foreboding in his heart.

After a good night's meal, Pulsey left the Great Hall and returned to Gryffindor Tower.

Professor McGonagall arranged a separate room for him, and Pursey was relieved when she entered the room and cast an alarm spell at the door and by the window.

It's not that he's timid, it's that the name Saruman is too scary for wizards in North America.

"It's all to blame for that little thing! And McGonagall and Snape! "

Pulsey clenched his fists and muttered to himself sullenly.

If it hadn't been for what happened in the afternoon, how could he have said that kind of thing in a dizzy mood!

After Pulsey left, the rest of the auditorium ended their meal.

"Peace, Altaïr, see you tomorrow!"

At the door of the Great Hall, Hermione and Altaïr waved their hands, said reluctantly, and then left with the Petyr sisters holding arms.

Altaïr turned and walked towards the basement, and then there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a figure came to Altaïr.

A special fragrance poured into Altaïr's nose, smelling somewhat gardenia-like and aggressive.

Altaïr turned his head and saw Kassandra, who was almost a head taller than him.

"Senior sister is good."

Altaïr greeted her with a smile.

Kassandra, who had just eaten a late meal, recovered a lot, but her face was still a little pale.

Hearing that Altaïr took the initiative to greet her, Kassandra showed a satisfied look, hummed softly, and spoke:

"We're both Slytherin..."

Altaïr nodded and asked:

"So?"

"Nothing... If you have something in the future, you can find me, I will help you. "

Kassandra said again, but her tone was arrogant and made people sound a little uncomfortable.

Altaïr raised his head and looked at her deeply.

Kassandra's eyes are good-looking, crystal clear, like green gemstones, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes are just right, adding a touch of charm to this delicate face.

Although she herself did not like the mole.

"What are you looking at?"

Kassandra felt that Altaïr's gaze was aggressive, and she frowned, a little unhappy.

"Although you mean well, your tone is really annoying."

Altaïr was expressionless and replied truthfully:

"Since I entered school, I haven't encountered anything that needs the help of others to solve, but thank you for your kindness."

"In addition..."

Altaïr changed his voice and continued:

"I know you and Hermione have a conflict, I don't care who is right or wrong of you, this matter ends here, I hope Senior Sister will not go to her trouble again, otherwise, I will be very angry!"

“？？"

Kassandra looked at Altaïr with wide eyes, she didn't expect such an attitude at all.

She had never been so slighted by others.

Replaced by someone else, hearing her say something like that, she had long been grateful and couldn't tell the difference between southeast, south, and north.

Altaïr turned his head to threaten himself?

"Are you threatening me?"

Kassandra asked incredulously, she looked at the little boy who was a head shorter than herself, if it weren't for the injury, she would definitely teach this guy who didn't know the height of the sky.

Did he think that if he defeated Morobo, he would be afraid of him?

"I'm just stating a fact."

Altaïr quickened his pace, leaving Kassandra behind.

"What a man, this is! What a nasty guy! "

Kassandra muttered as she looked at Altaïr's back.

"How can he do that to me?"

Kassandra trembled a little with anger.

She glanced at the others, and the little Slytherin snakes hurriedly looked away, and no one dared to look at her.

She was born nobler than others.

Kassandra has always thought so, and the reactions of others have proved it. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

As for Altaïr... Altaïr is the same person as she is...

"Altaïr... Altaïr. Shelby! Miss Ben gives you another chance, if you can't grasp it, you're finished! "

Kassandra thought angrily, she stomped her foot and chased after her again.

In the Slytherin common room, Kassandra caught up with Altaïr.

"I forgive you for being rude to me just now!"

Kassandra's words made Altaïr scratch his head for a while.

This woman... What exactly are brain circuits?

"So?"

Altaïr asked, wanting to see what Kassandra wanted to do.

"So... We should be friends, Altaïr, I mean well..."

Kassandra looked at Altaïr's face, although the other party was only twelve years old, but I don't know why, she always felt that she was facing a mature adult.

"You should listen to me and stay away from everyone else... Fooling around with those guys won't do you much good... Huh? You listened to me?! "

"What an impolite guy you're doing!!"

Seeing that Altaïr had left before he finished speaking, Kassandra shouted angrily.

There were some other Slytherin wizards in the common room, none of them speaking at this time, staring at Cassandra blankly.

Sure enough, the legend is true.

This senior sister is not very good at communicating with people, and even Altaïr, who has always been good-natured, is not willing to say more words with her...

"What do you watch? Don't go back to sleep yet! Beware of sudden death! "

Kassandra snorted and went back to her bedroom.

667 Gemma as a prefect. Farley looked embarrassed, looked at the other little wizards, and coughed:

"Ahem... Keep talking about your ... Just don't provoke her..."

In the dormitory, Kassandra lay on the bed, holding a poisonous tentacle pillow, with a sullen expression on her face.

"By what?"

Hearing her self-talk, the two roommates in the dormitory looked at each other, lowered their heads very tacitly, and pretended not to hear.

"Why could he draw the Sword of Gryffindor?!"

"Why can he control the Dementors?!"

"Why did he ignore me?!"

The two roommates knew that Kassandra was talking about Altaïr...

"Why is she so good with Altaïr?!"

"Why can she sneak up on me?!"

"Why don't you let me take revenge?!"

This is talking about the little witch of Gryffindor...

The two roommates looked at each other and knew it in their hearts.

"I decided!"

Kassandra sat up abruptly from the bed, and under the thin pajamas, a frosty color flashed.

"I don't care, when I'm well, I must teach that little girl a lesson, I don't believe it, I see what you can do to me!"

Kassandra raised the poisonous tentacle pillow in her hand, and a determined expression appeared on her face.

"No one can refuse me! Not! Yes! Person! "。