Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

After eating in the Great Hall, the little wizards went to their respective classes.

Altaïr and Hermione arrived outside the castle and they were going to take a flying lesson.

Hermione doesn't actually like flying lessons because she doesn't know much about flying broomsticks.

Altaïr didn't like it either, especially yesterday when he just stood on the body of the vicious giant beast and flew around, and now he rides a flying broomstick, which makes him feel like playing with children's toys.

"Great! Harry! I think you're the most talented wizard I've ever met! "

Mrs. Hooch praised Harry and added ten points to him.

Because Harry had just made a difficult dive stop in the sky.

"I think you can try to sign up for the Quidditch team at the Academy next year, and if you pass the exam, you will be the youngest Quidditch player ever..."

Generally, young wizards don't join the Quidditch team until after their third year, and Madame Hooch thinks Harry is talented enough for him to join them now.

Unfortunately, this year's tournament is coming to an end, and this week Slytherin and Ravenclaw will play the final final.

Today, in addition to the flying lesson, there was also a herbology class taught by Professor Sprout, and she was accompanied by Professor Olivia of the Ston Bab School. 14

Compared with the two professors of Ifamoni, Professor Olivia's sense of existence is very low.

In the past two days since he came to Hogwarts, Professor Olivia has been seeing his friends and has not mixed up with Hogwarts.

And this afternoon, Professor Olivia is going back to France.

Professor Sprout asked the young wizards to deworm the herbs planted in the greenhouse, and after arranging the task, she and Professor Olivia ran to the side to chat.

Judging from the laughter and emotion that the two made from time to time, the two talked very happily.

Altaïr heard them talking about Kassandra, and it is said that she was interested in herbalism and was particularly fond of strange plants.

"Is there any magic spell that can clean up all the pests without harming the herbs?"

Hermione used a small and delicate tool to pinch out a small slug, feeling the slippery touch coming from the tip of the tool, Hermione couldn't help but mutter.

Altaïr thought about it and shook his head:

"Nothing impressive... Maybe you can study one, in that case, it must make a great contribution to herbal cultivation. "

Altaïr doesn't have any good ideas, even if he uses a spell against the soul, because there are many precious herbs that actually have a soul...

When Professor Sprout announced the end of class, the little wizards rushed out.

"It's finally over... I swear I don't want to catch those slugs again. "

"You should learn from Ron."

Altaïr laughed, and Hermione followed his gaze to see Ron holding a bottle of slug, cheerfully talking to Harry about something.

"Oh..."

The facial features on Hermione's face twisted together, and she got goosebumps.

"Ron seems to be learning a magic... It's like eating slugs..."

Neville, who was walking on the side, explained.

"So he's going to study the structure of slugs, which supposedly helps him perform magic."

"Oh! What a disgusting magic. "

Hermione shook her head and looked at Ron, who was dancing with a can of slugs, and suddenly felt that it was a mistake to invite him to Altaïr's house...

"I'm going to the library in a minute, and I'll have to tell Pansy and the other little witches about the party."

After the group returned to the castle, Hermione spoke to Altaïr and went to the library.

Neville was accidentally frightened by the moving grimace while cleaning up the herbs, so now he has to go back to the bedroom to rest.

Altaïr had nothing to do and planned to go back to the lounge.

Amber also knows about the existence of the Room of Requirement, so he doesn't plan to go over these days...

After walking to the basement, before reaching the Slytherin common room, Altaïr heard Kassandra's slightly delicate voice from a distance.

"This time I will teach you a lesson, next time let me hear you say bad things about Altaïr, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Altaïr raised an eyebrow, he didn't expect Kassandra to defend herself. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But some people speak ill of themselves... What can be said?

Altaïr came from around the corner, and the two male witches who had been reprimanded by Kassandra saw him and quickly lowered their heads.

Kassandra noticed something strange, turned around, saw Altaïr, and also felt a little unnatural.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came out of her mouth, and she said to the two male witches:

"Remember what I said, don't you get out of here yet?!"

The two did not dare to say anything, and hurriedly left the basement.

Altaïr looked at Kassandra with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"I'm not helping you speak, I'm just not used to this kind of person saying bad things about others behind their backs, it's just ruining the reputation of Slytherin."

Kassandra explained with an unnatural face, she looked to the side and pretended to ask casually:

"You have a good relationship with Penelo of Ravenclaw?"

"It's okay, she's the president of our Duel Club..."

Altaïr replied, guessing that the two wizards must have just said bad things about him and Penelope.

Altaïr is the only male witch in Penelope's Duel Society, and behind the scenes many people are speculating about their relationship.

And many people, out of jealousy, have choreographed some very "strange" stories ...

"What are you a Slytherin for?"

Kassandra rolled her eyes and said:

"I have already applied to Professor Flitwick 703, not only joined the Duel Club, but also established the Duel Club..."

"For your sake, Slytherin, let you be the second member of the Society!"

Although Kassandra was careless on the surface, the expectation under her eyes completely betrayed her.

Altaïr smiled helplessly and replied:

"I stayed very well here with Senior Sister Penelo, and the senior sisters treated me very well, and I have no plans to change the Duel Club..."

Seeing that Kassandra's face became ugly, Altaïr sighed in his heart and said:

"However, if you will beg me... I can join your Duel Club as a teaching assistant and mentor you on weekends. "

"What?! Guide me?! "

As if she had heard some joke, Kassandra laughed ho and turned away.

But just after taking two steps, Kassandra stopped, she tangled for a while, turned her head again, and looked at Altaïr:

"I'm not here for you to guide me! It's just that the other little wizards in our club like you a lot, so just do as you say! "

After Kassandra finished speaking, she left arrogantly.

Altaïr scratched his head in dismay.

How does he remember...

Just now Kassandra said that there is no second member of the society... If he joins, he will be the second member...

Who are the other wizards in that society?!。