Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

Snape and McGonagall waited until their magic recovered, collected the basilisk's body, repaired the basement of the castle, and did not see Dumbledore return, which made them feel that something was wrong.

With Dumbledore's ability, go to Gaunt's old mansion, and you won't come back in a while.

Snape and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, and both had a bad premonition.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the little wizards of the other academies woke up, and because they had not received a notice that they were not allowed to leave the lounge, they went to the Great Hall to eat as usual.

What made them feel strange was that the magic props that the professors had arranged yesterday to make roosters croak were gone.

It was only arranged for a day and was evacuated.

Is it useless?

Isn't the monster in the Chamber of Secrets a basilisk?

Most of the little wizards thought so, after all, it was only a night later, and almost no one thought that the basilisk had been completely solved.

Lavender, who was still a little scared, also smiled, but her smile quickly froze on her face, because the news about what happened yesterday night had already come from the Slytherin side.

Professor Sinnista was hit by snake venom, Professor Nagini was seriously injured, Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Hooch were petrified...

The entire basement was beaten into ruins...

Just hearing these news, it was not difficult for the little wizards of the other academies to guess how fierce the battle was yesterday night.

But what made them most incredible, even shocking, was that it was Altaïr who killed the basilisk at least!

Altaïr, a first-year wizard in Slytherin House, who pulled out the Gryfin 243 Sword in the sorting hat and killed the basilisk!

When they first heard the news, most of the little wizards didn't believe it.

But the entire Slytherin students said so, and some people described the scene in vivid voices, and even many little witches could accurately describe how Altaïr drew his sword and how he used his sword to cut off the head of the basilisk...

This made them have to believe!

The news quickly spread throughout the other three major academies and throughout the auditorium.

Altaïr, who was eating with Hermione, instantly became the focus, many people secretly observed Altaïr, and even some people didn't even eat, ran over to watch, whispering.

And Hermione beside him also stayed on the spot, growing her mouth, revealing the baked potatoes she had just eaten into her mouth.

"Altaïr... Is what they say true?"

Hermione looked at him blankly and asked in disbelief.

"It's true..."

Altaïr, who was stared at by hundreds of people, also experienced what it was like to be a star, he cut off a piece of bacon without changing his face, and then elegantly put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, and continued:

"But that was done with the help of the professors, the snake is tens of meters long, and I alone can't handle it..."

You pulled out the Sword of Gryffindor!"

Hermione shouted loudly, she glanced at the livid-faced Lavender, and shouted loudly:

"Altaïr pulled out the Sword of Gryffindor! He was Gryffindor's chosen man! he killed the basilisk!!"

Hermione was so happy, she felt even happier than she had killed the basilisk herself.

The whole person was dizzy.

The only thing that made her unhappy was that she didn't see the scene with her own eyes...

From the description of the little Slytherin wizard, Hermione could guess how handsome and charming Altaïr was at that time...

It's a pity I didn't see it myself!

Cheap that bunch of little witches in Slytherin!

"Altaïr is the pride of our Slytherins!

Pansy's voice came from the Slytherin dining area, and she stood up and looked at Hermione unceremoniously.

"But Altaïr has been eating at us Gryffindor! You don't like him! Gryffindor accepted him!

The Weasley twins shouted in the crowd, and the Slytherins and their seniors who did not deal with immediately retorted:

"You fart, Altaïr is Slytherin!

"The basilisk he killed using the Sword of Gryffindor!

"A Slytherin pulled out the Gryffindor Sword!

"Altaïr is Gryffindor!

Just as someone had lit the fuse and the Great Hall was immediately fried, Gryffindor and Slytherin were arguing with each other.

Ravenclaw and the little wizard of Hufflepuff watched the excitement while eating.

They didn't get involved, because neither Altaïr nor the Basilisk, nor the Sword of Gryffindor had anything to do with them.

Harry listened to the arguing around him, his face expressionless, mechanically eating the food on the plate, he could no longer taste what the food tasted like.

"How so?"

Harry couldn't help but ask himself.

He remembers when he was sorted into Gryffindor, and all the Gryffindors were clapping, and they were excitedly chanting "We have Harry Potter!

And now... (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

Nobody cares about him anymore.

Harry raised his head and glanced at Altaïr across from him, and saw that (bdfb) he was talking to Hermione, who looked at him with a smile and an indescribable harmony.

"If it were me... If it was me who killed the basilisk, if the two academies quarreled over robbing me... Am I going to be so calm?"

Harry pursed his lips, and he silently lowered his head.

Obviously when he slept yesterday night, Harry was still planning how to use Parseltongue to help the headmaster find the basilisk, how to help the professors kill the basilisk and become the hero of all the little wizards.

When I woke up this morning, I was told that the basilisk was dead...

"Why is that?"

Harry didn't understand, obviously he was the boy in the legend, the boy who couldn't die...

Everyone expected him, but he couldn't do anything well.

"Harry?"

Ron nudged Harry lightly, waking him from his stunned state, and Harry realized that there was nothing left on his plate.

He was unconsciously scratching the plate with his fork.

"You seem to have something on your mind? What's wrong?"

Ron sensed his friend's unhappiness and asked with some doubt.

They should have been happy, the basilisk was killed, Hogwarts was back to normal, and they no longer had to worry about it.

"I'm okay... I didn't sleep well yesterday. "

Harry shook his head, and at the moment he felt the indescribable noise of the sounds around him.

Ron on the side was relieved, and said in an envious tone:

He was able to pull out the Sword of Gryffindor, Percy said no one had been able to do this before, Altaïr was the only one in decades..."

Harry shook his head, not hearing what Ron was saying behind him, only to wait for him to finish before he showed a reluctant smile.

"Maybe Altaïr is right, I'm just an ordinary little wizard, just do what a student should do... Actually, the mysterious man was not defeated by me..."

When the fight between Gryffindor and Slytherin intensified, even some grumpy seniors had already begun to move, and the prefects of the two houses had been persuading, but more and more snakes and lion cubs joined the group.

Kitty Hawk and Little Badger hid to the side to watch the excitement, and the center of the auditorium was empty, and spells flew by, food and broken dinner plates flying everywhere.

Because there was no professor there, the scene was once very chaotic, and it was impossible to control it by the prefect alone.

Malfoy also took advantage of the confusion and ran to Harry, who was still in a daze, and cast a dancing spell.

"Harry Potter, such a happy day, come and dance!

So, in the case of the scuffle between the two sides, Harry danced with anger on his face... In order to help Harry regain face, Ron threw his hand and gave Malfoy a tickling charm.

And just like that, Harry was tap-dancing there, and Malfoy laughed across from him.

Goyle and Crabbe run after the Ron Man's Great Hall...

Older snakes and lions, obstacle curses, sleeping spells, petrification curses...

It's just one word, mess!

"Quiet!!"

After about ten minutes, a voice spread through the auditorium.

The little wizards involuntarily quieted down, and the hand holding the wand was lowered, and everyone who fell under the spell returned to normal under this sound.

Altaïr raised his head and saw Dumbledore, his pupils involuntarily shrunk.

Because Dumbledore was shrinking a hand.

And Altaïr could clearly feel that there was a powerful and evil curse attached to that hand.

At this moment, Altaïr understood a lot of things.

"Dumbledore went to Gaunt's old mansion yesterday night... He found the Resurrection Stone, was seduced, took the ring, endured the curse of terror... But all this is five years ahead of schedule!!".