Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

Listening to Hermione's story, Altaïr's expression gradually became wonderful.

He originally thought that Hermione and the three of them would be deducted thirty points at most, but he didn't expect Professor McGonagall to be so harsh on his own students, each of them deducted fifty points!

This time there was a hundred and fifty points less, and Gryffindor really became less Granny.

If they can still get the House Cup at the end of the semester, then Altaïr will not have to live.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Although Altaïr was happy, he couldn't show it.

"Anyway, you also added a lot of points for Gryffindor, although this time it was a bit too much, but there is still so much time this semester, and then slowly add it back."

"That being the case, I deducted fifty points for Gryffindor..."

Hermione clutched her hair with both hands and a look of lovelessness, she couldn't even imagine what her roommates and those Gryffindor classmates would say about her when they found out about it.

Of course, what saddened her the most was Professor McGonagall telling her very seriously last night that he had disappointed her.

"Instead of regretting here, let's think about how to add the points back, today's Potions class is Professor Sprout's substitute class, maybe you can get the extra points?"

"I hope so."

Hermione nodded, and at Altaïr's strong request, Hermione still ate a slice of bread and an omelette egg, she had been sitting next to Altaïr, a little embarrassed to go back to Gryffindor.

And Harry and Ron were different, yawning and entering the auditorium, eating breakfast with relish, although they were told about deducting fifty points, but they just blushed, said sorry, and the matter passed.

Harry believed that the three-headed dog was guarding what Hagrid had brought out of Gringotts, and after discussing it with Ron, the two agreed that someone had infiltrated Hogwarts and was ready to attack it.

Professor Snape was ill, the school suddenly became martial law, and the professors became inexplicably serious, which must have something to do with it.

Of course, what Harry and the two of them thought, Altaïr didn't care.

After a boring Potions class, Hermione was about to go to the library to read a book, while Altaïr said goodbye to her and went back to her bedroom, then sneaked out of the dormitory with the Supreme Ring.

Altaïr first went to the library, and Hermione had to help the librarian, Ms. Pince, sort out the old books in the afternoon, which was a good opportunity.

Hogwarts was founded for a thousand years, and there were countless books in the library, some of which were not suitable for young wizards to consult in the forbidden book area, but there were also some old and worn books stacked in the old book area, and there were more or less some not very good books.

When Ms. Pince has time, she will come and tidy up, pick out useful ones and put them in the lending area, and put them dangerously in the forbidden book area.

Altaïr picks through old books and finds a worn-out looking ancient book about a wizarding war more than a thousand years ago.

Altaïr put the parchment he had prepared earlier, and then cast a small magic spell to ensure that he could attract Hermione, and then Shi Shiran left.

After that, Altaïr went to the Forbidden Forest.

This was his first time in the Forbidden Forest, and to be honest, the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts was actually very large, and there were many magical creatures living in it, and many races were very large, like horsemen and eight-eyed spiders.

Altaïr came to find the horse man this time, and the materials needed for the strong orc potion he prepared were almost the same, although the amount was not much, but he could also refine three or four hundred bottles.

After all, it was Professor Snape who generously donated half of his life savings, and it was a little too much to make up.

Now only the blood of the horse people and the heart of the troll.

There are no trolls in the Forbidden Forest, but there are tribes of horse people.

Altaïr did not wander around the Forbidden Forest, it was so big that if he wanted to find the horse man, he would have to work hard, and then he would have to rely on the power of magic.

"Low-level undead creation!"

"Skull skeletons!"

Altaïr came to a clearing, and with a wave of his wand, magic poured out.

The ground in front of him shook slightly, and a series of dirt bags appeared, and then one by one, broken skeletons came out of the ground.

The skeleton is different from the skeleton warrior that Altaïr summoned last time.

The strength of the skeleton warrior itself is relatively strong, and the skeleton bone is just a group of movable bones, and the strength is not good.

But the only good thing is that there are enough of them.

Soon, three hundred skeleton bones gathered in front of Altaïr, and with the wave of Altaïr's wand, three hundred skeleton bones scattered.

"Uh

The laryngeal bone of the skeleton rubbed, making a piercing sound, spreading outward little by little.

Altaïr closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

Soon, Altaïr sensed a number of skeletons being attacked, most of which came from magical creatures, but some of them...

"Here it comes!"

Altaïr withdrew his spiritual power and looked to the east.

The skeleton here was killed by spears and bows and arrows, and it should be a horse man.