Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

At this time, Hogwarts basement.

Hermione managed to find the entrance to the Slytherin common room, and after trying the password a dozen times, finally opened the door to the common room.

The originally noisy lounge immediately quieted down, and everyone looked towards the entrance.

"Hermione?!"

The little wizards were stunned, they all knew Hermione, but they didn't understand why she was here.

"Hermione? What are you doing here? Is it okay outside? Why didn't we get a notification from Professor Snape? "

Pansy got up from the couch and walked to the door.

Hermione walked into the common room, it was her first time in a Slytherin common room, the setting and setting made her feel a little oppressive, especially the Slytherin wizards staring at her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Hermione looked around, but not seeing Altaïr, she pursed her lips and asked:

"What about Altaïr?"

Pansy felt a little strange, but she replied anyway:

"He went back to the bedroom, he didn't like the occasion... What's wrong? What happened? Your face looks bad..."

"The Witch King of Angmar is here."

Hermione's words made the atmosphere of the entire Slytherin common room weird.

The little wizards who originally had a smile on their faces immediately turned ugly.

Even Kassandra and Aimee 177 Bo, their faces became extremely ugly.

"The professors are fending off the Witch King of Angmar... I, I want to come and see Altaïr, and then we will go to fight together! "

Hermione whispered, she looked at Pansy and asked:

"Which is Altaïr's bedroom?"

Pansy came to her senses and pointed to Altaïr's bedroom, her face turned pale, and her voice trembled a little and asked:

"Is it really the Witch King of Angmar?"

"Yes... You can't see the outside here, so you don't know, and I don't know what the outside is like now, and when I came down, the Angmar Witch King had broken the boundaries of the school. "

Hermione ran towards Altaïr's dormitory, and she stopped at the door to look at the little Slytherin wizards.

"Hiding here won't help, and if the professors fail, we'll die... We should help the professors. "

After saying this, Hermione didn't bother to see their reaction, pushed open Altaïr's bedroom door and got in.

Inside the lounge, the little wizards were silent.

"We should go and see..."

"To see what? Do you want to fight the Witch King of Angmar? I think we should find a way to leave..."

"Maybe we can hide, hide in the secret room..."

"That's right, the Witch King of Angmar is not so desperate as to kill all (badb)people."

The little wizard of Slytherin had an obvious drawback, and that was selfishness.

In the original book, after Voldemort's re-emergence, some Slytherins followed in the footsteps of the family or Malfoy and lazy Voldemort.

The other part, in the final battle, was imprisoned in the dungeon by Professor McGonagall for supporting the handover of Harry Potter to Voldemort.

Hemming was counting on changing them with a few words of his own, which can be said to be wishful thinking.

However, two people are exceptions.

One is Kassandra who worked as an exchange student in Beauxbatons for two years. Warley, one is the new Amber. Hilde.

After a period of getting along, the two belong to a state of friend and foe.

After hearing Hermione's words, looking at the Slytherins with different thoughts, Casadra and Amber looked at each other and nodded in understanding.

The two took wands and walked out of the lounge.

"You say many of them will come out and choose to fight?"

Amber glanced behind her and asked Kassandra beside her.

"I don't know, maybe there is no one... But I think Altaïr will come out, just as he chose to stand up to the basilisk..."

Kassandra whispered, she turned her head, looked at Amber, and suddenly asked:

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Amber was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said:

"I'm afraid... But somebody has to step up, doesn't it? Instead of praying with fear, it is better to sacrifice your life for it... Aren't you afraid? (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Cluck... I'm also afraid... But if I hide, I won't go to Kassandra. "

Kassandra clenched her fists, she took a deep breath and walked up the last step.

Around the corner, Kassandra stopped, where they could already hear the explosion of various spells outside.

There were also many exclamations and shouts of the little wizards.

Kassandra looked at Amber, pursed her mouth, hesitated, and said in a faint tone:

"If you survive this time, let's two be friends... I don't have a real friend yet. "

Amber was slightly startled, and then a smile appeared on his face, laughing and laughing, and tears flowed.

"Well, if we survive, we'll be best friends!"

Altaïr's bedroom.

After feeling that someone had come in, Altaïr put away the Ihir spar.

Looking up, he saw that it was Hermione.

"Hermione? Why is she here? "

Altaïr was stunned, and before he could stand up, Hermione had already walked to his bedside.

Altaïr had told her about the shielding charm he had set up next to the bed, so Hermione wasn't too surprised.

Seeing Altaïr looking at her suspiciously, Hermione took a deep breath, and the fear and tension suppressed in her heart rushed out at once, Hermione cried softly and hugged Altaïr.

"Ahhhh

Altaïr was a little at a loss for a while, he opened his hand, thought about it, and gently hugged her.

"Hermione, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing... Altaïr, probably... I probably really can't travel with you anymore, and I can't go on your first dance with you..."

Hermione's voice was small, with a crying voice, like a mosquito, and Altaïr could feel her nervousness and sadness.

Hearing Hermione's words, Altaïr understood.

The appearance of the Witch King of Angmar made Heke so afraid that she might really feel that she was going to die this time...

"What happened?"

Altaïr patted Hermione on the back, calming her emotions.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Altaïr tightly, shook her head without speaking, and after about five seconds, she let go of Altaïr.

Hermione wiped her tears, and she looked at Altaïr shyly but firmly, with a somewhat complicated expression in her eyes.

"You..."

Altaïr had just opened his mouth when Hermione interrupted him.

"The Witch King of Angmar is here... Altaïr, the Witch King of Angmar came to Hogwarts, he is very powerful, the enchantment set by the professors was easily destroyed by him, but Headmaster Dumbledore is not here..."

"When he attacked the Ministry, he killed dozens of Aurors, and London killed hundreds of innocent Muggles..."

"According to newspaper records, the Witch King of Angmar appeared all over Europe, and nearly a thousand Muggles have died at his hands..."

Hermione's face showed a hint of fear, and she pursed her lips and whispered:

"I don't know if we'll ever survive... If not, I think, I want to tell you... Altaïr, I, I really like you..."

"I don't know when this started, maybe when I first saw you outside Diagon Alley, maybe when I slept on your shoulder on the train, maybe it was when you taught Pansy with your wand raised, maybe it was when you taught me my first spell..."

"Actually, I shouldn't be like this, obviously I've only known you for more than half a year, but I do feel like I can't do without you..."

Hermione seemed to be talking to herself, as if she was explaining something to Altaïr.

"I think with your personality, you will definitely choose to face the Angmar Witch King, right?"

Hermione let out a long breath, she raised the wand in her hand, and said seriously:

"I know that my strength is much worse than yours, but I practice hard just for this day to come!"

"Today, let's fight together!"