Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

"If you want to reach the level of making a little boy, I am afraid that you have to study for decades, and the talent cannot be too bad."

Altaïr's words surprised Penelo a little, she looked at Altaïr curiously, and asked:

"If there is a Master of Mind Capture who can read the memories of Muggle scientists, then..."

Altaïr shook his head, he didn't expect Penelope to think of this, it was worthy of Ravenclaw's great cleverness.

"Dementors can read memories, but it is impossible to acquire complex knowledge, even a Master of Dementors like Headmaster Dumbledore cannot acquire the expertise of Muggle scientists through this magic."

"However, if there is a special spell, it is possible to do it, but that ancient spell has probably been lost long ago."

Altaïr whispered, and Penelo did not see a different color under Altaïr's eyes.

Magic can't do it, the Supreme Lord of the Rings can!

If he used the magic ring to absorb the knowledge of Muggle scientists, wouldn't Altaïr be able to rub Big Ivan with his hands?!

But......

Big Ivan's explosive yield of 50 million tons ... Altaïr doesn't know how big its mass is, but it is very mana-consuming...

"I'm afraid there will be no chance before the Supreme Ring is fully unlocked..."

Altaïr pressed the idea to the bottom of his mind.

However, he seems to have found a way to easily destroy Sauron's army...

"So that's the case, then I'll rest assured, I'm afraid that some dark wizards will steal the knowledge of Muggle scientists and then use Transfiguration to wreak havoc."

Penelo patted his own..., and with the lesson he had just learned, Altaïr didn't look any further.

Penelo seemed to realize it too, she pursed her lips and smiled, and said:

"Thank you then, Altaïr, but I don't know much about Muggle science... Can I please help me find some suitable books? During the summer vacation, I'll just give it to me when I go to your house for a party. "

Penelope came from a half-blood family, but she didn't know much about Muggles herself.

And I don't know why, she just wants to trouble Altaïr so that there can be more contact between the two.

She is in the fourth grade, Altaïr is in the first grade, and she is three years older, not too old.

"Okay, that's easy."

Altaïr nodded, it was too simple for him.

After returning home, talk to Jill, don't talk about elementary mathematics, physics and chemistry, books related to mathematics, physics and chemistry all over the world can be found for him.

"So how can I thank you?"

Penelo suddenly leaned towards Altaïr, her face close to Altaïr's.

Altaïr felt his face flush.

He didn't expect Penelo to be so bold...

At close range, Penelope's skin is very delicate, although there is no makeup, but the facial features are delicate and straight, and there are no small flaws, and there is no need for extra contouring at all.

Her eyes are also beautiful, with large eyes, long and curved eyelashes, and she is still trembling slightly at this time.

A faint aroma poured into Altaïr's nose, and Altaïr blinked and leaned forward.

"Cluck!"

Penelo dodged quickly, and she got up from her chair.

"You're not honest... Altaïr, but I won't tell Hermione, don't forget my book! "

"You still haven't said how to thank me..."

Altaïr muttered, and Penelope looked back at him, not saying anything, just giving him a meaningful look.

"This is only fourteen? So will? "

Altaïr sighed, but he realized that it was already the second half of the semester, and after the new year, Penelo was fifteen years old...

"Something..."

Altaïr muttered, he recovered the contents of the classroom, got up and left the classroom.

Altaïr didn't go to the Great Hall, there was still a moment before lunchtime, and he planned to go back to the bedroom for a while and use the Ihir spar to see what the guys were doing.

But as soon as he walked into the Slytherin common room, he sensed something was wrong.

A group of small wizards were now on either side of the lounge, whispering, looking at the two sofas facing each other in the center of the lounge.

Kassandra and Amber each sat on a couch, staring at each other with an unkind expression.

Hearing that someone came in, the two subconsciously turned their heads and looked over.

"Altaïr?!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Kassandra's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand and beckoned Altaïr over.

"Come on, there's something to find you."

"What's going on?"

Altaïr walked between the two and was stared at by a group of people, which Altaïr had long been used to.

"You say, who can win between me and Amber?"

Kassandra asked, raising her head.

"That's it?"

Altaïr was stunned, he could not have imagined that Kassandra called him to ask this.

"Well, you have duel with me, you should be clear about my strength, I ask you, which of us do you think can win?"

Kassandra asked.

"Did you see Transfiguration today?"

Altaïr asked Kassandra.

He saw that Amber had a copy of today's transfiguration in her hand, this girl had a high level of transfiguration and was very smart, she read her paper today, as long as there was a little gain, it was difficult for Kassandra to win her.

".~ I haven't seen it yet..."

Kassandra replied a little embarrassed, she originally wanted to watch it, but in the morning there were so many people robbing and discussing, Kassandra self-styled identity, so she didn't fight...

Later, Altaïr's magic disappeared, and those copied Transfiguration were gone.

Amber borrowed it from Professor McGonagall... Because she also wants to study it again.

And Kassandra planned to let her family buy a copy, and when she came home for the holidays to secretly look at it, she couldn't let these little wizards know that her dignified Slytherin sister was going to study the thesis of a first-year little wizard...

"Then you lose."

Altaïr affirmed.

Amber looked at him with some surprise, her eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

Kassandra, on the other hand, was startled, and she slammed the couch and stood up.

"I'll show you how I won her!"

Kassandra said loudly, holding her mouth, feeling some indecent grievances.

"You can't win me."

Amber answered, her voice a little cold.

She raised her head and looked at Kassandra.

"You are too arrogant, Kassandra, originally the two of us did not know the victory or defeat, but... Now you can't win me. "

Amber picked up today's Transfiguration and shook it, and said:

"You don't understand what this paper means, even if someone tells you and you don't believe it, but it is."

"Altaïr is smart, strong, talented, he's much stronger than you, much stronger than me... Fight"

"Didn't you say before that you and Altaïr had a tie? I can tell you very clearly that he left his hand on you, otherwise you will lose miserably! "

After Amber finished speaking, she didn't care about the strange-looking Kassandra, she walked in front of Altaïr and spoke softly:

"Altaïr, I don't understand something about your paper, can you tell me about it?"