Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 027 Actually… He’S Pretty Good (For Flowers)

Fluorescent Flickering is a relatively simple spell, but you need to concentrate when you release it, otherwise you will easily set your wand on fire.

Under the guidance of Professor Flitwick, many young wizards in Slytherin and Gryffindor have mastered this spell. Although the fluorescence of many people’s wands is as weak as that of fireflies, Professor Flitwick is still very happy.

In order to get extra points, Artel showed the ability to cast spells without spells, and in front of Professor Flitwick, he adjusted the intensity of the fluorescence of his wand at will, even making people unable to open their eyes when it was brightest.

Professor Flitwick also gave Artel 10 points generously. Although Hermione’s performance was also amazing, she was still much worse than Artel, so Professor Flitwick did not give her any extra points.

There was nothing Hermione could do about it.

If she had thought about competing with Artel in the spell class before, but after going through the transfiguration class and learning the thorns entanglement spell, Hermione has deeply realized the gap between herself and Artel, so I don’t have the mind to compare.

Of course, only in terms of spells and transfiguration.

As for the other courses, because Artel was reluctant to read books, Hermione thought she still had a big advantage.

After the Charms class, Gryffindor had no class, and Slytherin had a history of magic class in the afternoon.

After dinner in the Great Hall, Hermione went to the library alone to read, and Artel went to the history of magic class, he finally knew why Hermione was so sleepy as a student who loved to read.

Artel persisted for twenty minutes, and finally fell asleep amid Professor Binns’ slow, emotionless hypnotic lecture. By the time he woke up, the get out of class was over.

“A chance for extra points wasted.”

Artel looked at the back of Professor Binns leaving, feeling a little speechless. Professor Binns’s class even made him feel like he was back in a previous life. It seems that he was the same way when he took a philosophy class before, and he fell asleep listening to it.

Hermione had been in the library all afternoon, Harry and Ron had no idea where they were going.

The school has just started, and the Audio-Technica has not yet formed, but now that Artel has a foot in it, there will be an Audio-Technica in the future.

After all, what really formed the Iron Triangle was the Halloween troll event.

Ron spoke ill of Hermione behind her back because of the levitating spell and was heard by her. Then Hermione hid in the toilet and did not attend the Halloween party. After Quirrell released the troll, Harry and Ron rescued Hermione. The relationship between the three became intimate.

But now that Artel is around, these things may not happen again.

Today is Wednesday. After dinner, the little wizards will go to the astronomical tower to observe the starry sky with telescopes and learn the names of various stars in the sky and their motion trajectories. According to ancient astrology, the motion trajectories of these stars always foreshadows something.

But most of the little wizards didn’t have this in mind. They just gathered on the astronomical tower to watch the night scene. Even Hermione took Artel to a corner and told him something about her childhood while watching the stars.

After returning to the dormitory at night, the three of Malfoy and the others sat by the bed, neither daring to speak nor do anything. They could only stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes, occasionally glancing at Artel.

Artel glanced at them, and the three little wizards shuddered.

“Why don’t you sleep?”

Artel changed into his pajamas and looked at the three of them, he wasn’t used to being stared at while he was sleeping, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

“We…not sleepy.”

There was a smile on Goyle’s face that was uglier than crying.

“If you’re not sleepy, just do something, read, play chess, chat, don’t be so restrained.”

Artel looked at the three guys in front of him, wondering how to use them for his own use.

The talents of these three guys are actually not bad. Malfoy will not talk about it. This kid can even hand over Dumbledore’s wand. Although it is not ruled out that Dumbledore did it on purpose, if Malfoy is a waste, Deng Brido’s doing so might arouse suspicion.

Since Voldemort has approved it, it shows that this Malfoy is still a bit capable.

As for Goyle, it’s not bad. Later, he mastered the Fiery Fire Spell and even burned down the entire Room of Requirement.

“We, we are afraid of disturbing you.”

Crabbe’s chubby, rounded face stared cautiously at Artel.

“I’ll cast spells around the bed, and it won’t affect me even if you have a dance in the dorm.”

Artel stretched his hand around his bed, a light curtain flashed by, and then Malfoy and the others were surprised to find that they could not see Artel’s bed.

“But I still advise you to go to bed early. Tomorrow we have potions class, and the professor is our Dean Snape.”

Artel said something softly, looking at Malfoy.

“Good night.”

“Ah? Ah…good night, good night.”

Malfoy was terrified by the good night and broke into a cold sweat. When he came to his senses, Artel had disappeared, and he knew that Artel was back in his bed, which was blocked by his spell.

“You said, he…”

Malfoy looked at his two younger brothers, and saw them slumped on the ground with cold sweat on their faces.

Crabbe wiped his forehead and whispered:

“He seems to be fine too. Last time, we were the first to do it, and the spell he cast on Gore didn’t hurt him, but made him sleep soundly…”*