Hogwarts: Starting from Creating the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 137 Shock, Nagini’S Doubt (Subscribe)

The light dissipates.

Artel was standing in the ruined basement.

In front of him was a basilisk that was broken in two and was still twitching unconsciously.

Blood, gravel, ruins.

Artel, who was not tall, seemed to be a giant with a long sword in his hand.

Everyone did not speak, and they felt an inexplicable shock at this moment.

The long sword in Artel’s hand gradually disappeared, and he turned around, smiling slightly at all those who stared at him dumbfounded.

“Oh~”

After a moment of silence, there were exclamations from the little wizards in the lounge. Artel looked at it and found that it was Pansy who passed out because he was too excited…

“Artel…”

Nagini leaned weakly against the wall. She looked at the twelve-year-old boy and muttered to herself, unable to tell what emotion she had in her eyes.

Saruman did not appear, and the Basilisk was eventually beheaded by Artel.

“Is that what the master meant?

Nagini coughed twice, and covered her rib with one hand. For this Artel, she suffered a lot, and she didn’t know how many ribs were broken…

If it wasn’t for the timely response of Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape, Nagini would have been bitten to death by the angry basilisk.

“ended…”

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, she sat on the ground weakly, and then laughed silly.

“I just said Artel should come to Gryffindor, he’s a Gryffindor-approved kid…I think there must be something wrong with the Sorting Hat.”

Snape on the side snorted coldly, and he sat on a gravel regardless of his image, panting heavily, and said:

“Artel is a great Slytherin, and that’s something no one can change!”

The two professors glanced at each other and laughed at the same time.

Slytherin’s little wizards ran out of the lounge, chattering indescribably excited. Some of them wanted to see the Basilisk, but seeing the huge snake body still writhing unconsciously, they felt Fear.

Some of the little witches set their sights on Artel, but they were hesitant to approach, because their usual relationship was not very good.

“Professor… what should I do now?”

Amid the applause and cheers of the little snakes, Artel walked back to the lounge and sat down beside Snape and McGonagall.

“Wait for Dumbledore to come back… He went to find what Slytherin left behind… I don’t think he would have thought that he was only gone for one night and the basilisk was dealt with…”

The corners of Mag’s mouth twitched, and she felt that it would be interesting to shock Dumbledore.

“As for the other professors…”

Mag looked at the petrified Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Hooch, and said with a headache:

“Professor Sprout said before that the Mandrake Herbs could cure the petrification caused by the Basilisk, but it’s obviously too late to cultivate, Snape… You should be able to buy mature Mandrakes, right? 35

Snape is a master of potions, and he often buys some precious potion materials and has his own channels.

“Okay…but I have to take a break now and I’ll bring it back this afternoon.

After receiving Snape’s affirmative answer, Professor McGonagall felt a lot more relaxed. She looked at Nagini, who was enduring the pain, and said:

“Artel, I think, please take Professor Nagini to the infirmary. She is injured and needs Madam Pomfrey’s treatment.”

“Okay. 95

Artel didn’t have much effort, so he didn’t need to rest, he stood up, walked to Nagini’s side, and helped her to leave.

Two little witches ran over and asked to help. Artel wanted them to take Nagini, but Nagini said he had something to tell Artel and drove the two little witches away.

“Okay! Everyone goes back to the lounge to sleep! Gemma, you find two students and send Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Hooch to the infirmary too…”

Snape remembered at this time that he was the dean of the Snake House, and these little wizards were annoying, so he drove everyone back to the lounge with a cold face.

The little snakes were usually very afraid of Snape, but now seeing him with a cold face, they didn’t dare to say anything, and reluctantly returned to the lounge.

Gemma took several senior seniors and left with the petrified Flitwick and Madam Hooch.

Artel also supported Nagini and walked upstairs slowly.

Because Nagini walked very slowly, they were soon left behind by Jama and others.

Leaving the basement, Nagini took a deep breath to relieve the pain in her body. She spoke softly and asked:

“Artel, do you know Saruman?”

“Um?”

Artel was startled, because Nagini had asked him this question before.

That’s when Artel replied to her that Saruman was an evil dark wizard…

But apparently, his performance in killing the basilisk today made Nagini begin to doubt his relationship with Saruman.

Because no matter how you look at it, the biggest beneficiary of this basilisk incident is yourself.

“Okay, Professor Nagini, I don’t want to lie to you… I know him, but I don’t know him… It’s just that I found a notebook in the library before, it was Saruman’s witchcraft notebook… I secretly studied it. Some of the above magic.”

Artel’s tone was a little guilty, he paused and said:

“If you want to confiscate the note, I’ll give it to you when you go back…”

Nagini heard the disappointment in Artel’s language, she smiled, thinking that she thought too much, and said:

“I didn’t mean it…but Saruman…his identity is very special, you’d better not let people know that you got his notes, and don’t cast his spells easily…”

“If you have trouble learning his magic, you can come to me secretly.

Nagini smiled at Artel.

Her face was pale, and her weak state had a morbid beauty.

Artel nodded and said nothing.

Nagini was also very tired, so she didn’t speak, and the two went to the infirmary in silence.

Ms. Pomfrey and Professor Sprout were busy making potions, and Professor Sinesta was lying on the bed, her arms dark… looking very bad.

Professor Flitwick and Mrs. Hooch had been carried to the hospital bed, but they were petrified, and there was nothing to do for the time being, so Pomfrey and Professor Sprout didn’t care about them.

“Artel?”

Sprout froze for a moment when he saw Artel, and hurriedly let him help Nagini in the empty hospital bed.

Madam Pomfrey came over. She first cast a pain-relieving spell on Nagini, checked it, and said:

“Five broken ribs… I hurt my internal organs, I’ll be fine after drinking the potion, but I still need a good rest for a while…”